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“Are ya sure about that? ’cause I’m just bein’ polite” The curious ginger haired teen girl puts one hand on her hip with a shrug, but she does make good points when it comes to helping anyone out

“Yeah, well...I know exactly where I am...and what I’m doing...” Or at least he would if these human towns weren’t such a maze! He tapped his foot, staring awkwardly at the unfamiliar terrain before adding casually,

“Why do all streets have to look the same, anyway?” 

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mixnmuse​:

It was just as new to him too, having a friend. He felt like throwing himself in it, be supportive however he can. Instead he pushed, tried to coax out an answer for his own selfish reasons of being the good friend. Still, relief washed over him, thankful that they both agreed they were acting like idiots. They had a lot to learn, Luca had a lot to learn, and he hoped he would grow from this.

“Yeah, of course.” Luca reassured, deciding that matters best be dropped now, though Alberto’s question was… something to ponder.

He straightened up slightly, head tilted with a thoughtful gaze, typical habit when he had to think. There was silence for a minute, Luca recalling that day as one of the worst in his life.

“It made me kinda scared.” Very scared but also much more. “I thought I wasn’t going to ever see you again,”

Scared. Yeah, that pretty summed it up. Simple, vague, yet so very, very apt. Ugh, he envied Luca’s ability to be so open.

“Never see me again?” For the first time that day, Alberto what looked like at least a semblance of a genuine smile. “As if I’d ever let that happen. We’ve got the whole world to explore, you and I.”

He leaned back on his palms and looked up at the anchovies in the night sky, allowing a moment of calm before sighing softly.

“Hey, Luca...I didn’t mean to yell earlier...that was pretty stupid...” he pursed his lips, looking off the side as he rubbed the back of his neck distractedly. He was having visible difficulty in getting these words out but he was going to get them out regardless, even if that meant prying them out of his own throat and choking on them in the process.

“I guess-... I guess what I mean is- you could say I’m a little scared too... Don’t ever tell anyone I said that!”

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Bella: ❝Are you lost? You look like it.❞

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Friendly Icebreaker Starters Part 1.

"Who, me?" Alberto whirled around, looking caught off guard for a split second before scoffing and folding his arms; his best efforts at looking distinctly unbothered.

"Pfft. Please. As if. I know exactly what I'm doing...."

... Lies.

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Heyyy lovelies, I know I haven’t been here in forever. I got a new job and it just ate up all my time. 

On track now though! I get that because I’ve kept people waiting folks may have lost interest in previous threads - totally get it! So if we had a thread that you would like to continue, let me know by giving this post a like ♥

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mixnmuse​:

“Amazingly bad.” He chimed in right after with playful amusement, it brought a smile and mellow laughter to his lips. That wasn’t Alberto’s proudest moment, but he dealt with it in a more dignified way than Luca ever could. And he was the one who dropped the rock on his foot without the interference of gravity.

Luca shrugged off the hand curled around his wrist, watching as Alberto changed, periwinkle scales to tanned skin. He hesitantly averted his gaze to the offered hand, still preferring to be stubborn rather than have the other possibly laugh at him for being a wuss.

Sighing, he took his hand and hobbled out, raising his injured foot so only toes pressed into the pebbles, hiding it behind his other one. “No.” He answered, firm, flashing his own wavering smile, shaking off the water. “I told you, I’m okay. It’s no big deal.”

Alberto quirked a brow. “Luca, come on, I can see you limping?”

He sighed heavily with Luca’s insistence to the contrary. Wasn’t he supposed to be the stubborn one? Ugh. He’d have to try another tactic. 

“You know, come to think of it, I do remember that time I dropped the rock on my foot; not that it was my fault, obviously. It was gravity’s fault. It snuck up on me; it does that sometimes. But look, I still have the mark!” He grinned, hopping momentarily on one foot as he raised the other to show off the mark. “Pretty cool, huh? Hurt like an absolute beach, though! Buuut, I guess you got lucky.” 

He grinned, running a little way up the shore and gestured for Luca to follow. 

“Come on then, let’s go build another Vespa! And you can hold up the ramp when we’re done, right? Since you’re okay and it’s no big deal?”

He looked back at his friend, a single brow raised with the tiniest pinch of smug.

“Right?”

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seamonsterchild​:

A cocky smirk placed on his face as he continued to skate forward and spread his arms out and then suddenly, the wheels on the board trips over a rock which causes him fall forward and he hits the ground with a thud. “Ow! I hurt my knee!”

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Alberto, distracted by Luca’s overtly smug look had been about to call him out on it when he was halted by the sudden thud. That awful, scraping, clattering thud that had been the culprit for the latest editions in his own collection of cuts and bruises. 

“Luca! Hey, you alright?!” He came running over and knelt beside his friend, helping him to sit upright again.

“Yeah, I probably should have warned you about that... You good? Here, let me see...” 

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I’m a laid-back person with a ton of anxiety.

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turns out i simply cannot handle things or situations

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Wanted to redraw this scene from Luca! It's a great movie. : )

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seamonsterchild​:

“I got it, Alberto!” He laughed and kept on pushing forward and keeping his focus on what’s in front of him. He saw empty soda can on the ground and decided to jump over, kick flipping the board and lands it perfectly on the ground. “Whoa!! This is way better than the bike! Woohoo!!”

Huh. Okay, that was kind of annoying. It had taken Alberto hours just to go in a straight line without falling off.

“Wow...That was pretty cool...” He said slowly, unable to not to acknowledge his friend’s rather ornamental skating, as well still being in slight disbelief of it. He was quick to cover that up though and shook it off with idle shrug.

“It’s still not as good as a Vespa, though. Imagine what life will be like when we have one of those!���

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Giulia appreciation post for y’all

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mixnmuse​:

A frown was evident on his face, unimpressed at his choice of words and demands.

Luca acted rashly without much thought, realizing that after what he said and eyes focusing on part of the twig he snapped away, dropping it quickly. Hands gripped his forearms, avoiding Alberto’s gaze with a frustrated sigh, betting he just made the situation worse and all about him.

Still, Alberto’s voice was heard, trying to smoothly ease things over and taking blame, but Luca shook his head. “No, we both did.” Luca added, looking at him with pained eyes, he just wanted to be supportive and instead let the moment catch him in it. His expression softened and he lowered himself too, kneeling down and shuffling closer to Alberto who started to draw aimlessly with his finger in the dirt.

“Look, I’m sorry… you’re just… I’m new at this stuff, so yeah, I was being pushy. But it’s only because I hate seeing my best friend upset about something, I wanted to try and fix it.”

“Yeah, I know. Me too.”

So much was happening at the moment, so many big changes, so many things that neither of them understood, despite Alberto’s numerous claims to the contrary. And after spending so much time alone, he wasn’t used to having another pair of ears willing to hear him. There was so much he wanted to say, things that made him want to scream and cry and eventually feel much better for it. But every time he tried, the words were pushed down by some wild claim or careless quip; anything that would shift the focus of the conversation, regardless of whether or not that was what he truly wanted. He was glad of Luca’s help and yet he had no idea how to use it.

Then he thought of something. 

“Hey, Luca...? Can I ask you something?” He looked over at his friend, resting his cheek against his knees after having brought them to his chest and wrapped his arms loosely around them.

“When you first heard that your parents wanted to send you away...what did that make you feel like?”

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                    Don’t listen to stupid Bruno - !

    Indie rp for Alberto Scorfano from Pixar’s Luca.

                                                       Rules.       About.      Interact.

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About Pizza

Various pizza related sentences some made up, some pulled from various media… You kids want the weirdest things sometimes…

“Hands off that last slice!”

“Why is there pineapple on my damn pizza?”

“I’m going to marry the pizza delivery guy/gal.”

“Fuck, that pizza was delicious!”

“I’m always in the mood for pizza.”

“Pizza makes me think anything is possible.”

“I think of dieting, then I eat a pizza.”

“Ideas are like pizza dough, meant to be tossed around.”

“Eating pizza is sexy.”

“Pizza, the food of the Gods.”

“You had me at pizza.”

“I’ll never let pizza go.”

“A lovely cheese pizza just for me!”

“And I will always love pizza.”

“What the hell did you put on that pizza?”

“Pizza will never cheat on you.”

“If there are anchovies on my pizza I will wreck you.”

“You can’t go, I called the pizza dude!”

Love is cheesy, like pizza..”

“Is that pepperoni?”

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outofwater ;; To the weird Anon whose been in my inbox for nearly an hour now basically trying to convince me that I’m not wanted here and to go away, just a few things: 

Whether or not some folks choose to interact with me doesn’t matter, it’s entirely up to them. Also, I’ve barely had this blog a week, I haven’t interacted with many people yet anyway?

The above is irrelevant regardless. I’m part of the fandom and I’m allowed to be here. 

The typos you keep bringing up aren’t typos; I’m British, you complete and utter wet sock. English spelling varies depending on the country. Although the fact that you seem to care so vehemently about such a nit-picky non-issue is very telling.

If, after this, you go clowning around in anyone else’s inbox and I hear about it, that Anon mask is going to be about as useful to you as a chocolate teapot. 

You have a nice evening, dear ♥ //

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This is a pasta appreciation post.