#forteanima

[belgixnpatissiere-blog]

Happy birthday Emma! Oh before I forget I have something here for you. [places a gift bag in front of her]

W-wahhh!! You didn’t have to!

[although it feels rude if she doesn’t take so takes it anyway] But thank you nevertheless!

[clavelrojo-blog]

Magical Mishap | Lovino

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Returning from another little trip within Pararizon, Antonio hefted his bag on top of his desk. It was filled with items ranging from miscellaneous herbs and a couple of books he had found being sold in some alley. To others, the books were merely old and useless cook books but in the eyes of a wizard, he could see there was more to them than what met the eyes. Ancient scripture, talks of runes and charms, all hidden beneath the façade of a generic cook book.

“Lovi?” His emerald eyes wandered, in search of his husband but instead, felt arms wrap around both of his legs. Looking down, he couldn’t help but smile and reached down to hold both of his children within his arms. “Ariel, Lorenzo. I missed you both very much.” He kissed their foreheads and searched again. “Now where is your papa? I have a new spell I want to show him.”

[clavelrojo-blog]

@forteanima

The ray of light that seemed to be ever present against his eyelids pulled him out of his amazingly deep and comforting sleep. What was the time? His phone was out of reach for the moment and the lack of his fiancé’s presence was a bit startling. After a little bit of freshening himself up - he didn’t want to appear like a slob in front of Lovino’s family - he went ahead in search of him, asking around for his whereabouts until he was directed to the garden.

"Lovi?" He called out, though his voice remained a bit inaudible a weak seeing he was partially still sleepy. Though was soon ripped out of that once he laid eyes on who he had been searching for but.. why was he on his knees? Oh no, were they giving him problems again?! He ran over to him, quickly falling down to his knees as well as both his hands reached for his shoulders. His worried filled eyes fixated on his form.

"Are you hurt? Did your knees cause you pain again?"

[astrumacademia]

Is Lovino Vargas and Lovino De La Rosa the same person, I'm confused??

Yes, they are the same person, for this AU Lovino is adopted. Even though Vargas is his ‘birth’ surname he prefers to be addressed by ‘De La Rosa’ cause he feels more comfortable with it. 

-Mod V

[clavelrojo-blog]

The second Lovino sees it's midnight he sneaks into Antonio's room and pokes him as he climbs into bed with him "Happy birthday, old man."

Groans quitely into the pillow beneath his face then turns onto his side, poking Lovino’s cheek. “Gracias, mi querido. This old man is going to be headed to a retirement home soon.”

[clavelrojo-blog]

What a surprise! | Lovino

@forteanima

‘I’m filling in for their guitarist ‘cause he is injured. Are you sure you don’t want to come with me? Ay, okay. I will see you later. Te amo.’ Those were the words he had spoken to his boyfriend right before leaving for his gig. Being asked to play for such things always filled him with excitement, seeing as he was able to do something he enjoyed and earned money for it.

With a sigh, he had to stop himself only three feet from the venue when his cellphone played it’s ringtone. “Hola! I’m actually right in fro– Cancelled? No, I didn’t get a text about it. No, no. It’s okay! See you.” This annoyed him a little, considering how the walk here was quite time consuming and the strap of his guitar case had rubbed against his neck so much to the point one side of his neck felt intolerably itchy. Oh well. He’d have to deal with it a little longer while he retraced his steps home.

Now in front of the door, he could already hear something that sounded like.. singing and a guitar? The voice was so familiar. Perhaps Lovino was playing music? Shrugging, he found his key and opened the door, entered the room and closed it behind him. The first thing his eyes were drawn to was the source of the voice. Were his eyes playing tricks on him, or was this..

“..Marcello..?” 

[clavelrojo-blog]

@forteanima

[he has his knees brought up to his chest while he sits on the floor, a few feet away from the door; he’s been waiting for Lovino to return]

[privyetanya]

caffeine and stress don’t mix ;; anya and lovino

"Are you sure that it's completely broken?"

The barista nods firmly once more, and Anya takes that as her signal to take her leave. She couldn't believe she'd make the trek all the way to the nearest off-campus local coffee shop just to have this happen to her. To make matters worse, it's not like she had a coffee pot back in her dorm (with that, she made a definite mental note to grab one next time she visited home). And the soles of her feet were sore. Amazing. Needless to say, frustration was practically pulsating through her every vein. She feels like her brain's going to explode on the basis of caffeine withdrawal, and the latter allows her to absentmindedly bump right into someone else on their way out of the shop. She sighs gently, attempting to keep her composure, and manages a quick "I'm sorry. I didn't see you there."