#he Is The Biggest Scaredy Cat I've Ever Seen

At night, Elia dreams of Filippo.

It’s weird, because he’s been obsessed with girls before, absolutely, so it’s not like infatuation is a new thing for him. But never has Elia dreamt with such vivid clarity and an undertone of such desperate want, longing, for someone before.

He dreams of lean abs painted like a statue of ancient Rome. He dreams of corded muscles tensing and relaxing as long fingers flick the end of a cigarette. He dreams of bleached curls and dark eye lashes; of freckles like constellations on smooth tan skin. 

He dreams of gasps and moans and whispers of “please” and “more” and “god don’t stop.” He dreams of soothing touches and bruise-educing grips; of laughter and the morning sunlight gleaming off of espresso eyes still hazy from a night of pleasure and sleep.

But Elia doesn’t dream reality. 

He doesn’t dream the careful way in which his eyes never fail to look out for Filippo across a rooftop party composed of mutual friends. He doesn’t dream of their eyes meeting and holding for an eternity, only for Filippo’s to eventually trail away when the disappointment that Elia can’t quite bring himself to make the first move after their night together weeks ago sets in. He doesn’t dream of Marti’s considering looks, or Gio’s pursed lips, or the way Luca seems oblivious to it all. 

(It’s not the boy thing, guys, it’s not that. I’m not ashamed, it’s just complicated.)

He doesn’t dream of his father slamming a Bible down at the dinner table in front of him, repeating over and over that the Santini family are good Catholics, great ones, and that good Catholic boys marry good Catholic girls and that there are no exceptions. 

It wouldn’t be hard to be a good Catholic boy. Elia likes girls without trying; he likes curves and giggles and the smell of perfume. 

But more than he likes girls right now, Elia likes Filippo.

Elia wants Filippo.

And Elia is nothing if not selfish.

So he looks up at the dark ceiling, watching the way shadows flicker as cars pass by. Then he glances towards his bedside table.

02:43

To Filippo Sava: can I come over?

at first sight

Xdinary Heroes BEGINS (2021) -> Troubleshooting (2024)

📂📂📂📂idc what u write about i just want some elippo angst !! cause i love being in pain!

The first time Elia and Filippo break up, it’s about ten months into their.. whatever. The whatever is because Filippo absolutely refuses to label what they have as a relationship or a friendship or even a hookup-manship. Elia exists solely as his… well as Elia. And he’s content with the whatever it is, as it stands. No rules, no exclusivity, nothing to add weight to the idea of permanence, of ownership. He’s perfectly content to ride out their intense connection for as long as they can as is.

Elia thought he was fine with that for a long time. He was delighted that he could have Filippo whenever he wanted, but also felt no pressure to refrain from experimenting, to see and flirt and kiss pretty girls and pretty boys whenever he wanted. It also didn’t hurt that often he and Filippo were in it together, pointing out pretty young things for the other to seduce. A sort of modern romantic game.

But then the weeks and months pass, and Elia is now spending more time in Filippo’s bed than his own. His phone is now full of silly pictures of Filippo and texts to Filippo and texts about Filippo and well-

Elia is tired of this nebulous thing. 

It’s easy to him. He wants Filippo and he hasn’t wanted anyone else for a long time. (To be quite honest, he doesn’t think that he’s ever really wanted anyone else since meeting him.)

So he begins to broach the topic of a real, real relationship. First as a joke when they’re both drunk off their asses and climbing each other on the bed (”just think, this could be yours and only yours… what do you say?”) The next time is over a random text conversation (”I was thinking we could do like a couples vacation with Martinico?”) 

Finally, Elia brings out the big guns. He dresses nicely and cooks a good dinner with all of Filippo’s favorite things (things he knows because believe it or not, he knows almost everything about Filippo and he knows Filippo knows all of this about him too). He opens wine and lets is breathe and greets a wary Filippo with a kiss when he walks through the door.

It takes almost every ounce of courage in Elia to do it. To air all of his wants and dreams and hopes for them as a couple on the table. To look intimidating, strong Filippo in the eye and know that he might be costing himself the greatest relationship he’s ever had. But he does it because he knows that they could be so much more than they are. The same, but stronger. Better. 

So he lays it all out. 

And Filippo remains silent. Wine glass clenched in his hands, coffee-brown eyes averted. When he finally does speak, his voice is hoarse and simple, “I can’t… I can’t do this. We work just how we are. Don’t complicate things. Please, Elia. Just leave it alone.”

Elia thinks he can hear his heart actually break. He wonders if Filippo can hear it too. 

But the thing is, he loves Filippo more than he ever thought he could love anyone, but he also knows that he can’t do this anymore. He can’t bask in this relationship, immerse himself in this love, if Filippo already had one foot out the door.

So Elia sniffs, and gently gets up from the table and walks out the door. 

Request: Can you write an Elippo fic where Elia is in Filippo’s room and he doesn’t know the song (last clip) and Filippo was like HOW DARE YOU NOT KNOW RAP FUTURISTICO and so he start playing it out loud and sing it to Elia doing dumb moves and at “tranne te” part screaming at his face and then kiss him like the Patatine e Marmellata clip?

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I've already posted about this before, but there is something so intimate and sweet about the riders all living on the Edge for a year.

Before RTTE they've been slowly drifting apart. After the end of Riders and Defenders of Berk Hiccup is still leading searches to the farthest corners of the archipelago with his friends, looking for whatever dragons they haven't discovered yet. One by one they found jobs within the tribe and stopped coming on those expeditions. Eventually, even Astrid finds a different calling.

But when Dagur came back, Hiccup needed them to help stop him. And, somewhat reluctantly, they agreed. They planned on heading out and stopping him, not staying away from Berk. But then Dagur got away and they found the dragon eye.

Hiccup realizes that he's gonna have to spend some time away from Berk exploring and fighting Dagur, and he doesn't want to have to do it alone. And he doesn't have to.

They're all right there with him, just like they used to be in Riders and Defenders of Berk. They're a team again, but they're rusty and they need to learn how to work with each other and fight alongside each other like they used to.

When they find the Edge, it is an empty island. They design it together, and they build it on their own from the ground up.

They build their huts and the stables and the clubhouse from the ground up together, and they make the banners that hang in the common spaces together, and they carve the dragon figures that sit on top of each building together, and they paint the walls of the buildings and landing decks together. Those little details make Dragon's Edge their home.

Over the course of a little over a year, they become a family. They become familiar with everything about each other, from their major traits to the tiniest idiosyncrasies.

They know what time the others wake up, and their favorite foods and colors.

They make breakfast and dinner for each other and they make sure that the dragons are fed and taken care of.

They sleep in the clubhouse some nights just to be together.

They bandage each other's wounds and they always have someone to talk to when they feel lonely.

They know how to read each other's emotions, can tell when it's a bad day for someone, and know how to cheer them up.

They can tell the sounds of their footsteps apart from each other as they make their way down to the clubhouse in the morning.

They see each other before they are fully awake. When their hair is messy and their minds are still foggy.

They stay up late talking and forget to sleep.

They have an endless slew of little inside jokes and know each other's habits intrinsically.

They hear each other humming when they think no one can hear them and have memorized the others' laughs.

They get on each other's nerves and push each other's buttons in the way that only family can.

Because by the end of the year, that's exactly what they are.

@vdsweek 8/12:

The last person Jens expects to see at the first party back at Uni is his one-night stand from the boy’s summer trip to Amsterdam. It seems like fate has smiled down on him, if only the guy would acknowledge him. Jens has a plan for that.

Mom and Dad

Giovanni and Elia + exchanging looks

Yes officer it's them, these are the idiots who stole my heart

this.

giving random skam characters random sexualities

yes i’m this bored.

engel: she gives me really asexual vibes but honestly she could also be questioning herself

jens: lucas. literally lucas.

lucas vdh: jens. literally jens.

eleonora: shes demi. it took her a while to like edoardo and actually open up to him, so i think demi is a good sexuality to give her.

chris: honestly, she gives me fluid vibes. she’s very chill. i feel like she would confuse herself at first but then determine that she can change.

elia: bi bi bi. filippo definitely had a role in helping elia find himself ;)

okay that’s all the characters i could think of for right now. this post was only something out of my bored mind, so i apologize if this may seem weird in any aspect :)