Thinking about how lovro's imagined over the top happy ending is everyone cheering and throwing paper while they ride off together but matteo and davids happy ending actually involved kissing in front of the whole school with confetti in the air 🥹 (granted the confetti is for graduation not them specifically)
Just goes to show how different each country is. Being able to kiss ivan in public is already a fantasy and the idea that they would be celebrated is completely unbelievable for lovro 😭
I've got a new fic brewing for the Skam / Evak family. It's going to be five chapters and mostly fluff and porn. It's sitting at 11k currently and I'm just starting out on the last chapter--so it will be closer to 20k when it's all done. I am planning to begin posting this on Fridays beginning September 3rd. So, if this is something that might interest you, please stay tuned for updates!
Until then, I've got a few Skam fics already posted on my Ao3. Check them out!
Skam:
Two Hearts, One Home {Evak, 5k, Explicit, Fluff and Porn}: Isak returns home from a camping trip with the boys and Even can't take his eyes off the beard that hugs his boyfriends face.
Come Home {Evak, 5k, Explicit, Fluff and Porn}: Even's working another shift at the local movie store, when a text from his boyfriend, Isak, has him coming undone.
Druck:
Close Your Eyes & Make A Wish {Datteo, 7k, Not Explicit, Pining!Matteo and Fluff}: Inspired by Episode 4: Montag 14:02 and the almost kiss of Freitag 21:00.
Is There Light At The End? {Datteo, 1k, Not Explicit, 100% Fluff}: A follow-up to Close Your Eyes & Make A Wish. Inspired by Episode 5 and that beautiful Saturday after their first kiss.
Skam France:
Treble Clef Confessions {Elu, 1k, Not Explicit, 100% Fluff}: Post Episode AU of S3 EP7 - Vendredi 18:35, where they wake up at Eliott's place instead and Eliott learns the name of the song Lucas had played for him.
Fandom: Druck | SKAM (Germany)
Relationships: Matteo Florenzi/David Schreibner
Chapters: 1/1
Words: 16407
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Matteo Florenzi, David Schreibner, Leonie Richter, Sara Adamcyzk, Laura Schreibner, Linn Shira, Jonas Augustin, Abdi Ates, Carlos Schmidt, Kiki Machwitz, Amira Thalia Mahmood, Hanna Jung
In hindsight, marching down the stairs to yell at a stranger wasn’t David’s brightest idea, but after listening to the shittiest rap music ever invented for four nights in a row even the strongest man would snap. A penpal, fish slippers, a box full of eclairs and many, many butterflies? Weirdly enough, it all connected to the same unlucky feat.
Whoever said nothing good ever happens after 2 in the morning?
Read on AO3!
End notes (I wanted to put these here on Tumblr too since they have something I really needed to say :) Find them under the cut <3)
After months in the making, this fic finally saw the day of light as the longest individual writing project I've had! It truly was a journey and I'm deeply grateful for everyone involved: for the people hyping up the story when when I posted snippets along the way, for my ever-so-lovely proofreader and personal cheerleader @mynameisnotthepoint , for my new laptop that made finishing the story significantly easier, and for you, my reader, for taking the time to dive into this little story with me!
While writing this was a lot of fun, it was also very sticky and difficult at times. The more I thought about it the more I came to realize that as much as DRUCK and these characters will always have a place in my heart, I've come to a point where I've already moved on to new fictional worlds and interests. That is why this will be my last fic for this fandom.
The warmest of hugs to everyone who's read and supported my DRUCK fics over the year or so! I won't stop writing, that's for sure, but what will write? That's to be seen.
Never say never, but for now, it's time for me to close this chapter. Thank you, it's been such a joy <3
For the drabble ask. Soft morning. David wants to get up and Matteo does everything in his power to keep the love of his love in the bed. With kisses, cuddles and a lot of pouting.
Decided to combine this ask with these two as well:
Drabble time for Davenzi: playing with each other's hands and stroking their inner wrists with their thumb tenderly
Ok for the prompt davenzi ask? Them talking about how they are each others safe place, each others home?
I hope this is the soft morning cuteness everyone was wanting!
Matteo groaned loudly as David struggled to get out of his grasp, fingertips pressing hard into the soft skin underneath David's shirt as he attempted to pull him back down onto the mattress and back into his arms. The warmth that his boyfriend emitted was like no other, and with the scent of his coconut shampoo covering the pillows and the taste of mint and smoke from his lips, it made Matteo feel as if he could be in heaven. And, God, he never wanted to come back down to earth.
"Teo, please," David said, his voice pleading as he, too, also was regretting having to leave the bed. "I have to go to work." His shirt - technically Matteo's shirt - had finally slipped its way passed Matteo's fingers as he managed to get out of the bed, and the blonde boy let out another groan, this time much softer.
David chuckled at his clingy boyfriend and placed his hands on the warm mattress to lean down to give him a kiss. The second that their lips touched, Matteo took this opportunity to throw his arms around David's waist and use all his strength to pull the boy back down onto the bed.
"I win," Matteo whispered into David's ear, letting out a small yet fully open-mouthed giggle. He gently brushed his fingers through David's hair, hearing David hum in content as he gave in and nuzzled his head into the blonde boys' shoulder.
"Fine, you win," he murmured back, his lips pressed heavily into the side of Matteo's ribs. The sensation sent shivers down Matteo's spine, and he did his best to not let out another giggle at the feeling of his boyfriend's breath hitting his most ticklish spot. "I’ll text work and tell them I’m sick.”
With his face still mushed into the soft skin of Matteo’s bare torso, David reached behind him to feel around the empty mattress space for his phone. When he had finally secured it, he allowed one eye to open to quickly type out a message to his boss, then threw his phone across the room.
Matteo chuckled. “There, see? Home all day with me.” His smile couldn’t have been broader as he looked down at his boyfriend, his tanned skin soft and kissable, his hair messy and wild, lips plump, and nose piercing twisted from kissing. Matteo was always grateful for David, but it was times like this where he truly did thank everything in the universe that bought this gentle, kind, beautiful boy to him.
“You are my home,” David said sleepily, opening his eye’s softly to peer up at the blonde boy. His dark eyelashes were messy from sleep as they rested above his eyelids, and Matteo honestly thought his heart would explode at that moment.
“Shut the fuck up,” he said, laughing and throwing his head back against the pillow. “You’re so cheesy.”
“And you love it,” David replied with a toothy grin. He reached his hand up to quickly boop Matteo’s nose, narrowly avoiding his boyfriend biting the tip of his finger off before laying his arm across Matteo’s body and lacing their fingers together.
“Bastard,” Matteo laughed. He picked up their intertwined hands to examine them and how they perfectly fit together, then ran his thumb across the tips of David’s fingers before pressing a kiss to the back of his hand. He wouldn’t give David the satisfaction of telling him this, but this moment was everything Matteo could have ever wished for.
He continued playing with David’s fingers, running his thumb across his wrist and kissing each knuckle as the other boy launched into his own conversation about what he was meant to be doing at his film internship today and what he would be missing out on – no doubt to make Matteo feel guilty. Matteo chuckled and nodded along, listening to each word that came out of his boyfriend's mouth and interrupting him to poke at his sides when he got cheeky.
And after David had finished rambling on about his internship, Matteo squeezed his hand tightly and whispered, “You’re my home too.”
Let me grab my hearing—" Matteo started, beginning to pull himself off of David but was cut off by David tightening his grip around his waist. David pulled Matteo back flush against his chest, shaking his head. Matteo maneuvered himself to look at David with a confused expression, head tilted ever so slightly. “I just want to be able to talk to you.”
David pressed the tip of his finger against Matteo’s button nose, shaking his head again. Matteo narrowed his eyes as he tried to read David’s facial and body expressions for clues as to what David was trying to say.
His boyfriend was sprawled out beneath him, an arm wrapped tightly around his waist and a finger from his free hand pressed against his nose. His face was relaxed, eyes swarming with the same love that Matteo felt exploding within his chest but the eyebags beneath them told Matteo that they were both feeling exhausted. Then it clicked.
“You just want to be with me.”
“You, not who you pretend to be.”
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alternatively: Matteo and David haven’t spent time together in weeks, life keeping them apart. On a particularly bad night, David asks Matteo to take a shower and runs across town to hold his boyfriend.
I feel like I can’t even remember how my life was before I binged ALL OF the SKAM remakes during quarantine.
Now that quarantine is over in France and that I have to spend my days at work, I feel deprived of my daily dose of Sobbe/Davenzi/Nicotino/Elu/Crisana (and Evak, of course).
