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skipper1331 · 9 months ago

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Secret (3) // Alexia Putellas

You woke up with a pounding in your head, the alcohol showing its aftereffects.

This wasn’t your bedroom… but why was it so familiar? When you slowly sat up, you tried to orientate yourself, only the few rays of sunlight illuminating the room. Angry grumbles filled the room as you did so - that‘s when it hit you.

Alexia,

the woman who grumbled furiously in her sleep when you left her touch. The person who hated it when she couldn’t have at least one arm around you while sleeping - "I need to protect you."

And indeed you were right, Ale was peacefully sleeping next to you, hidden under the duvet, soft snores escaping her mouth.

You looked down your body, you were naked and littered in hickeys - Alexia had done a great job in marking you, her possessiveness apparently taking over.

How did this happen…?

Pulling the duvet back up to cover your exposed body, your eyes fell once again on the sleeping beauty.

You knew you should leave before she woke up, but you couldn't. You were under her spell - you had to stay, at least for a few more minutes. She looked so peaceful, so relaxed.

Your broken heart was healing by just looking at her - you knew it was wrong but what your mind said and heart felt were different pair of shoes.

After a good 10 minutes you were finally able to tear yourself away as you gathered your clothes from the floor and headed out of the bedroom, putting on your clothes.

You couldn’t leave yet though, knowing that her head would hurt as much as yours did at the moment. so you walked into the kitchen, pouring a glass of water, made a sandwich and got some painkillers against the headache - not for yourself but for Alexia.

With breakfast and pills in your hand, you walked back into her bedroom as quietly as possible. You put it down on her nightstand, intending to leave the room when the midfielder turned around, her hand reaching for you.

You froze.

"5 more minutes amor" she mumbled with her eyes closed, "por favor"

Not knowing what to do, you bend down, caressing her cheek and sweetly kissing her forehead "okay" like you always had done it.

"Te amo"

The first thing you did when you arrived at home was laying down on the couch, turning on the tv.

You had the day off, you were hungover - no need to do anything else but relax.

Around afternoon, your door bell rang.

You groaned, annoyed that you had to get up and pause your show in the middle of a thrilling scene.

As you opened the door, you were met with flowers - you couldn’t even the see the person who was holding them, that much flowers in their hands.

"Come in" you took some of the flowers - they looked amazing and smelled like spring - the person grateful for your help. The person followed you to the kitchen, still a bunch of flowers blocking their view.

Arrived in the kitchen, they put them down on the counter, revealing who she was but you knew that already.

Alexia,

was the only person who knew all of your favourite flowers and the only person who ever bought you some.

"hola" she greeted, nervously playing with her fingers.

She hadn’t been here in quite some time.

"Thank you for the breakfast this morning" she said.

Shortly after you had left, the midfielder had woken up, the smell of sandwiches filling the room and the feeling of something - someone - missing, waking her up.

She knew it was you straightaway, not only because of obvious reasons and parts of her memory but also the sandwich gave it away. You were never big fan of taking pills without food in your stomach and you had scowled at Alexia each time when she did so.

You nodded, continuing to put the flowers in vases - just as your body was littered in hickeys, your kitchen island was littered in varieties of flowers, many questions in your head

Why was she her? With flowers? So many of them too? How many were there anyway? Surely not just for a thank you.

"513" she said, almost as if she could read your mind. Somehow she could. She always knew what you thought or what you needed yet she was just too stupid to fulfill the one thing that you actually needed for this relationship to work.

"One for each day where I didn't tell anyone about us plus 20 for the 20€ I offered Alba" she explained, looking directly at you, "I’m sorry- very sorry for- well, for everything. I’m sorry for not taking you out on dates. I’m so sorry for letting you feel like my dirty little secret and for neglecting you outside of our apartments. You did not and do not deserve that because you‘re" subconsciously the corners of her lips turned upwards, her eyes turning into heart eyes, "you are truly amazing and wonderful and pretty and perfect, and the nicest, most caring and loving person I know and so much more" she carried on, "I did not deserve your kindness. I was scared because the feelings you let me feel are so overwhelming and I thought if we- told other people and then broke up, that I wouldn’t recover from that. The thought of the media and fans harassing us scared me too, more than I like to admit. It‘s no excuse, I just wanted to let you know. But the truth is it made no difference whether the people knew about us or not because I am not recovering from my heart break. And that‘s my own fault. You deserve better than me, I know that, but it kills me to imagine you with someone else. I want to do better. I need to do better and fight for us? because you- you are the love of my life. All of your romance books combined wouldn’t be enough to describe the things i feel for you."

You had stopped your movements awhile ago, shocked about everything she was telling you, "even just seeing you with my sister angered the Hulk out of me and we share the same blood" you let out a shaky laugh, the Hulk movie sadly one of the worst Marvel movies you had watched together.

Both of you were silent for a moment, "i‘m-"

"I-"

small giggles escaped the two of you as you started at the same time, "please continue" Ale said, smiling slightly.

"I don‘t know what to say, if I’m being honest" you admitted, overwhelmed by the situation.

"You don‘t have to. I just wanted to let you know that I’m sorry and how sorry I truly am. I was never ashamed of you, just scared. You can do whatever you want with that now"

you let her words sink in, hands gripping the kitchen counter while you‘re mind was trying to process everything.

"I‘m hoping that one day, you‘ll be able to forgive me" she inhaled sharply, "and eventually for another chance." it was mumbled, almost inaudible.

She looked so small and vulnerable while she avoided eye contact. Her elegant and strict presence wasn‘t existing anymore, she was just a girl with a broken heart.

"Ale-"

"You don’t- i know- i- I’ll be waiting for you" she muttered, getting up. She walked around the kitchen island, pressing a gentle yet longing and lingering kiss to your temple, tearfully pulling back. She just couldn't stop herself from giving you that little kiss.

Was it the last one forever?

"Lo siento muchísimo"

You let her walk out of the kitchen as she turned around one last time, standing at door the door frame, "i will fight for you unless you say something else"

You were too stunned and shocked to say anything. Everything that happened in the last few minutes played out over and over again in your mind while your eyes followed the midfielder walking out of view.

So many thoughts argued in your head - not one thought clear, nor one gaining the upper hand. Everything was blurry, so confusing. Why couldn't it be easy? Love was so easy for everyone else... why not for you?

You had a good heart - you had to do it.

As usual, your mind was completely against it, but your heart and brain never shared the same opinion. You wanted it - you wanted her. Your heart was practically screaming after her which was why you followed her.

You wouldn’t let her walk through that door, like she had let you.

"Alexia"

She stopped in her tracks, not turning around, expecting you to tell her that there was no point in fighting for you.

Just get over it, please

"Look at me" your voice sounded firm yet caring. She couldn’t predict what your next move was - she was completely clueless, but expected more hurt than just her broken heart which already was one of the worst pains, she had ever suffered from.

Nonetheless she obeyed.

As you looked at her, you realized that your heart wasn‘t able to fight against your brain.

If you forgave her now, it would just show how easy it was to manipulate you.

An apology, no matter how sincere it was and no matter how sweet it was that she had bought you flowers (which had probably cost a lot), wouldn’t heal your wounds. Your pride and pain was still too present. It wouldn't be that easy for her. She had some serious groveling to do.

This time her name wasn’t enough for her to get everything she wanted or had set her mind to.

"Don‘t forgot to drink enough water" you said, internally slapping yourself for that comment.

Your heart wanted to say 'Promise me to try hard enough', so she would know that there was still hope. Because there was. She was your love and your greatest love story. Every part in your body loved her and she loved you, but sometimes love wasn‘t (strong) enough. And even though she didn‘t deserve you at the moment, she deserved the chance to fight for you. She just had to figure that by herself.

You let her walk through that door, like she had let you, hoping that she would try hard enough.

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snailspng · 1 year ago

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Random PNGs, part 150.

(1. Plastic face mug, 2. Illustration by Donald Branham, 3. Illustration by Václav Sivko, 4. Tori Amos by David Lachapelle, 5. Youssouf Doukanthi for SSAW Magazine, 6. Hallmark gift book by Mike Strouth, 7. Color swatch book, 8. Pierrot lamp, 9. Cat fortune teller)

#back with more pngs for snails #png #pngs #transparent #transparents #moodboard #artboard #imageboard #sticker #stickers #polyvore #collage #150

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literaryvein-reblogs · 1 month ago

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I'm looking for unique expressions of love from past and present, any culture.

Thank you

Unique Expressions of Love

Ai ni fureru to, dare mo ga shijin ni naru - [Japanese] At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet

Aimer, ce n'est pas se regarder l'un l'autre, c'est regarder ensemble dans la même direction - [French] To love is not to look at each other, it’s to look in the same direction together

Aisuru to wa jōtai dewa naku tsukuru kōi desu - [Japanese] To love is not a state but an act of creation

Amor vecchio non fa ruggine - [Italian] Old love does not rust

Céng jīng cāng hǎi nán wéi shuǐ - [Pinyin/Chinese] One who has seen the ocean thinks nothing of mere rivers; Used to describe that once you’ve seen the best, nothing else will compare

Chén yú luò yàn bì yuè xiū huā - [Pinyin/Chinese] To be beautiful enough to make fish sink and geese settle, the moon hides and flowers feel shy; This saying refers to China’s four historical great beauties, each of whom can make something supernatural happen with their beauty

Concupiscible - [Archaic] An adjective that dates back to Middle French in the late 1400s and stems from the Latin word concupiscibilis, which means “desirable.” So, you might tell your flame that that they’re looking particularly concupiscible.

Entre deux cœurs qui s’aiment, nul besoin de paroles - [French] There is no need for words between two hearts that love each other

Espero soñar contigo esta noche - [Spanish] I hope you’re in my dreams tonight

Gegen Liebe ist kein Kraut gewachsen - [German] No herb can cure love

Je t’aime cent fois par jour - [French] I love you a hundred times a day

Ma raison de vivre - [French] My reason for living

Me haces feliz como una lombriz - [Spanish] You make me happy as a worm

Neue Liebe beginnt da, wo die alte aufhört, wehzutun - [German] New love begins where old love stops hurting

Quédate con quien te bese el alma. La piel te la puede besar cualquiera - [Spanish] Stay with whoever kisses your soul, because anyone could kiss your skin

Shān wú léng, tiān dì hé, nǎi gǎn yǔ jūn jué - [Pinyin/Chinese] Only when the edges of the mountains have been rubbed down, the sky and the ground are in one, I dare to say "Farewell" to you; Used to express that you are willing to love someone until the end of days

Si tu pouvais lire dans mon cœur, tu verrais la place où je t’ai mise - [French] If you could look inside my heart, you’d see the place where I’ve put you

Te amo más que a mi propia piel - [Spanish] I love you more than my own skin

Te quiero como la trucha al trucho [Spanish] - I love you like the female trout loves the male trout

Vivre d’amour et d’eau fraîche - [French] To live off of love and cold water

Sources: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 ⚜ Also have these previous posts:

Terms of Endearment

Ways to Say, "I love you"

"I Love You" in Shakespearean English

Archaic Words Related to Love

Hope this helps with your writing!

#anonymous #love #dark academia #langblr #writeblr #spilled ink #writing reference #literature #linguistics #words #writers on tumblr #writing prompt #poets on tumblr #writing inspiration #writing ideas #creative writing #lit #writing resources

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itblackggirl · 1 month ago

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Método "Just Trust Me" by Me / Method "Just Trust Me" by Me!

pt-br - eng!

"Who is Victoria? I don't know her, she's a real person?'

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Oii meus amores! A thread será dividida nos seguintes tópicos!

1- O que é o método “Just Trust Me”?

2- Por que esse nome?

3- Como funciona?

4- Recomendações.

5- Success Story.

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1 - O que é o método “Just Trust Me” ?

O método foi criado por mim, Natasha, depois de uma observação baseada em uma crença que todos temos desde crianças: No escuro há algo ameaçador, como um bicho ou uma pessoa.

Ele foi baseado nessa teoria que foi reescrita por mim e usada para assumir aparência ou corpo desejado! Eu não sei se ela pode ser usada para outra finalidade sem ser essa, porque da forma que eu fiz, ela é mais usável para aparência e corpo.

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2 - Por que esse nome?

Todos nós, quando pequenos, ou na grande maioria, temos medo do escuro. Não sei vocês, mas eu sou filha única e dormia no meu quarto sozinha e de noite era um BREU! Sério, não dava pra ver nada, eu era um pouco medrosa e criativa então em um canto específico eu sempre via algo lá, seja uma sombra preta se mexendo ou até “alguém” lá! Mesmo que eu SOUBESSE que não tinha nada lá.

Mas por que eu via algo? Porque meu cérebro usava meu sentimento dominante no momento e fazia eu VER o que eu imaginava que tinha lá, basicamente se na minha mente eu via uma pessoa, automaticamente isso se refletia na minha realidade através do meu sentimento dominante que era o medo.

Por isso o nome “Just Trust Me” já que ele veio da teoria do escuro, porque nós “vemos” essas coisas no escuro, nosso cérebro faz com que acreditemos nele! No que ele tá dizendo, afinal, se o cérebro diz que tem algo lá, é porque tem! Isso faz com que a gente ACREDITE nele! Por isso o nome “Just Trust Me” que traduzindo é “apenas confie em mim”

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3- Como funciona?

Bom, você pode realizar o método usando foto/vídeo da sua fc ou body inspo, pode parecer estranho mas eu juro que vai fazer sentido na hora!

— Com a foto/vídeo da sua fc/body inspo:

Você vai escolher a foto que mais gostar e que mostre seu rosto por completo, se quiser fazer isso ouvindo subliminal, faça! Sem problema nenhum. Assim que selecionar a imagem, decore o máximo de informação que achar importante assumir e em seguida, feche os olhos, quando fechar, imagine um espelho na sua frente com a sua fc sendo refletida nele, cada detalhe que você decorou, admire cada um e relaxe, respire fundo e afirme! Eu recomendo coisas simples como:

“Uau, o meu rosto/corpo é tão lindo!”

“Eu amo meus olhos e a forma como tudo combina em mim!”

“Não é maravilhoso meu rosto/corpo ser exatamente desse jeito?”

“Amo acordar todos os dias com meu esse meu rosto/corpo lindo!!”

Simples, viram? Eu percebi que usar o termo “desejado” se relaciona com algo que não tem, um desejo não realizado! Mas nós sempre fomos daquele jeito, não é verdade? Por que desejar o já obtido?

Mas sabemos que no início pode ser complicado para algum de nós, tudo isso de se ver no espelho do 3d e não vê nada, mas não se desespere! Toda vez que você passar por um espelho, câmera do celular ou algo que reflete, e seu cérebro mostrar algo que não é o que você sempre teve, só respire fundo, sorria e mentalize suas afirmações, se os pensamentos ruins e a insegurança aparecerem, diga:

“Eu sei o que eu estou vendo e eu sei quem eu sou, eu confio no que vejo!”

Ter confiança, persistência e saber seu valor ajuda muito! Eu diria que é a “chave” para tudo!

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4- Recomendações.

Aqui nesse arquivo eu coloquei afirmações para rosto e corpo, se você achar que não estão naturais para você, mude! Sinta-se à vontade! Mesma coisa com a playlist, se quiser fazer uma própria com as subliminar de lá, está tudo bem!

Espero que gostem, fiz com todo amor e carinho!

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5- Success Story.

Chegamos na parte que alguns devem ter ansiado tanto durante a leitura, a minha success story com esse método! Devo dizer que no início eu tinha pedido para duas pessoas testarem mas elas esqueceram então não vai dar para por o relato delas aqui, mas ainda terá o meu!

— Relato usando o Just Trust Me:

Quando eu criei ele, eu usava a Tyla como fc e na época eu tinha feito até um vision board usando ela, eu estava decidida a assumir a aparência dela, então coloquei meu método em prática! Algumas vezes eu me senti insegura e desmotivada mas me mantive firme e em uma manhã após o meu primeiro dia usando ele, eu acordei, tomei banho, me vesti e quando me olhei no espelho, o meu rosto estava diferente!

Eu não estava igual a ela, mas os meus traços estavam bastante semelhantes ao dela, o meu olhar e até o sorriso! Eu fiquei feliz, bastante mesmo, mas não chocada, pois eu sabia daquilo, eu sempre fui daquele jeito então não tinha motivos para surpresa ou espanto!

Eu infelizmente não vou ter fotos minhas aqui por 2 motivos:

– Privacidade

– Eu troquei de fc e tudo sumiu..............

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Chegamos ao fim da thread, espero que tenham gostado do meu método e até a próxima!

beijinhos!

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English Version!

Method "Just Trust Me" by Me!

"Who is Victoria? I don't know her, she's a real person?"

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Hi my loves! The thread will be divided into the following topics!

1- What is the “Just Trust Me” method?

2- Why this name?

3- How does it work?

4- Recommendations.

5- Success Story.

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1 - What is the “Just Trust Me” method?

The method was created by me, Natasha, after an observation based on a belief that we all have since childhood: In the dark there is something threatening, like an animal or a person.

It was based on this theory that was rewritten by me and used to assume the desired appearance or body! I don't know if it can be used for any other purpose than this, because the way I did it, it is more usable for appearance and body.

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2 - Why this name?

All of us, when we are little, or most of us, are afraid of the dark. I don't know about you, but I'm an only child and I slept in my room alone and at night it was DARK! Seriously, I couldn't see anything, I was a little scared and creative so in a specific corner I always saw something there, be it a black shadow moving or even “someone” there! Even though I KNEW there was nothing there.

But why did I see something? Because my brain used my dominant feeling at the moment and made me SEE what I imagined was there, basically if in my mind I saw a person, this would automatically be reflected in my reality through my dominant feeling which was fear.

That's why the name “Just Trust Me” since it came from the theory of the dark, because we “see” these things in the dark, our brain makes us believe in it! In what it's saying, after all, if the brain says there's something there, it's because there is! This makes us BELIEVE in it! That's why the name “Just Trust Me”

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3- How does it work?

Well, you can do the method using a photo/video of your face or body inspo. It may seem strange, but I promise it will make sense right away!

— With the photo/video of your face/body inspo:

You will choose the photo that you like the most and that shows your entire face. If you want to do this while listening to subliminal music, go for it! No problem. As soon as you select the image, memorize as much information as you think is important to assume and then close your eyes. When you close your eyes, imagine a mirror in front of you with your face being reflected in it. Every detail that you memorized. Admire each one and relax. Take a deep breath and affirm! I recommend simple things like:

“Wow, my face/body is so beautiful!”

“I love my eyes and the way everything matches me!”

“Isn’t it wonderful that my face/body is exactly like this?”

“I love waking up every day with my beautiful face/body!!”

Simple, see? I realized that using the term “desired” relates to something that you don’t have, an unfulfilled desire! But we’ve always been that way, haven’t we? Why desire what you’ve already obtained?

But we know that at first it can be complicated for some of us, all this looking at yourself in a 3D mirror and not seeing anything, but don’t despair! Every time you pass by a mirror, cell phone camera or something that reflects, and your brain shows you something that isn’t what you’ve always had, just take a deep breath, smile and mentally affirm your thoughts. If bad thoughts and insecurity appear, say:

“I know what I’m seeing and I know who I am, I trust what I see!”

Having confidence, persistence and knowing your worth helps a lot! I would say that it’s the “key” to everything!

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4- Recommendations.

Here in this file I put affirmations for face and body, if you think they are not natural for you, change them! Feel free! Same thing with the playlist, if you want to make your own with the subliminals from there, that's fine!

I hope you like it, I made it with all the love and care!

(Just translate the statements using google translate)

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5- Success Story.

We've reached the part that some of you must have been looking forward to while reading, my success story with this method! I must say that at the beginning I had asked two people to test it but they forgot so I won't be able to put their story here, but there will still be mine!

— Story using Just Trust Me:

When I created it, I used Tyla as my fc and at the time I had even made a vision board using her, I was determined to adopt her appearance, so I put my method into practice! Sometimes I felt insecure and unmotivated but I held firm and one morning after my first day using it, I woke up, took a shower, got dressed and when I looked in the mirror, my face was different!

I didn't look like her, but my features were quite similar to hers, my look and even my smile! I was happy, very happy indeed, but not shocked, because I knew that, I've always been that way so there was no reason to be surprised or astonished!

Unfortunately, I won't have any photos of myself here for 2 reasons:

– Privacy

– I changed my face claim and everything disappeared…………..

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We have reached the end of the thread, I hope you enjoyed my method and see you next time!

Kisses!

#law of assumption #lei da suposição #loa tumblr #manifestation #manifesting #neville goddard #loa blog #loa tips #loassumption #robotic affirming #loablr

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aceyalonso · 7 months ago

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ii - i missed you, italy

chapter summary : the long-awaited summer vacation in Italy is finally here. you and oscar finally start talking to each other but it's a little too awkward for you to keep the conversation going.

alternative summary : preparations for the piastri family's arrival and y/n somehow manages to fall asleep on oscar's shoulder

warnings : awkward tension, oscar is a bit rude in this

word count : 2.5k

a/n : there's more oscar in this I swear (song is just for the vibes again)

song : sarà perché ti amo - ricchi e poveri

Y/n's family had arrived at their beautiful seaside manor in Italy, the air filled with a mixture of excitement, anticipation, and jetlag; especially from Gabriel who complained that 7 am was way too early of a time to wake up. The house was nestled in a peaceful, secluded area surrounded by vibrant greenery and scenic views. The family had arrived 4 days before Nicole's family to prepare their summer house for their guests.

As Y/n's family stepped into their summer house, they were immediately greeted by the few maids who had been taking care of the property in their absence. The maids warmly smiled and bowed, welcoming them back to their home in Italy. They helped carry the luggage and inquired if the family needed any assistance during their stay.

I approached my mother who was already busy organizing some belongings in the living room.

"Mom," I say. "I'm going to head upstairs and unpack in my room."

She looks up and smiles at me. "Alright, dear. Let me or the help know if you any help okay?"

I start to make my way up the stairs but stop for a moment, seeing Gabriel asleep on the couch. A smile tugs at my lips, observing my 5-year-old brother sleeping with a dinosaur plushie in hand. I quietly approach him and place a gentle kiss on his forehead before moving on upstairs.

I enter my room, taking in the quaint charm of the space. I began to unload my suitcase, placing my clothes neatly in the closet, and my makeup and skincare on the dresser. As I continue to unpack, I can't help but glance outside the window, taking in the breathtaking views of the Italian seaside surrounding the property.

Y/n finishes unpacking and takes out her phone, walking over to the window and taking a few pictures of the stunning view outside, the rolling hills, the quaint villages, and the bright blue sea water dotting the landscape creating a picturesque view.

yn.jpg | 📍Italy

liked by sienna_cresenzo, mari.crsnzo, may.piastri and 1,709 others yn.jpg i missed you, italy.

sienna_cresenzo SINCE WHEN DID YOU ARRIVE AND WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?? ↳ yn.jpg we arrived 2 hours ago HAHAHA

may.piastri see you soon y/n!! liked by yn.jpg

mari.crsnzo welcome back y/n :) liked by yn.jpg

Y/n was in her room, putting the finishing touches on her outfit when she heard her mother's voice calling from downstairs. "Y/n! Lunch is ready! And we have guests, come say hi!"

"Coming, mama!" Y/n calls out in response, quickly glancing in the mirror to make sure her pair is in place "Just give me a sec!" She swiftly smoothed out her outfit and gave herself one last look before making her way downstairs to join her family and the guests.

I entered the dining room, pausing when I saw Sienna and Marietta sitting at the table. I squeal, unable to contain my excitement. With a wide grin on Sienna's face, she stands up from the chair, running over to hug me with Marietta following calmy behind her.

"Oh my god, I can't believe you guys are here!" I yell, my voice laced with joy.

Marietta responds to my reaction with a small, awkward side hug in return. Her expression was somewhat reserved, and there was a hint of discomfort on her face, but whatever.

Y/n and her family, along with their guests settled around an elegant dining table. The lunch was a simple yet tasty Italian affair, with freshly baked bread, assorted meats, and a variety of local vegetables.

The group bowed their heads as Y/n's mother led grace, giving thanks for the food and their summer gathering. After everyone had thanked for the blessing, Y/n's mother looked up, a warm smile painting her face.

"How are your parents doing?" she asks Sienna and Marietta, her eyes flickering between the two young ladies. "Are they enjoying their summer?"

Sienna and Marietta exchanged glances before Sienna responded. "Our parents are doing well, Zia (aunt)" she replies, her voice soft. "They're kind of busy with l'azienda (the company) but I think they're enjoying their summer so far."

Y/n's mother nodded, a look of understanding on her face.

"That's wonderful to hear," she said. "Work can be hectic, but it's important to find some time to relax and enjoy the summer."

Sienna chimed in, a hint of playful sarcasm in her voice. "And of course, they're leaving us behind to fend for ourselves for a bit" she added, rolling her eyes playfully.

For the next 4 days, Y/n and her family spent all of their time setting up the house for guests. They put away their belongings, rearranged some of the furniture, and made sure everything was neat and organized.

As the sun began to dip towards the horizon, Y/n's family gathered in the van, getting ready to go pick up Nicole and her family from the airport.

Y/n and her family arrived at the airport and parked their car in the designated area. They made their way through the airport, following the signs to the arrival terminal.

Y/n's eyes darted around, eagerly searching amongst the crowd of people for signs of May or Nicole.

As Y/n's family scans the never-ending stream of people, she suddenly spots a familiar face not too far away. It was Oscar, standing beside his family.

She tapped on her mother's shoulder and whispered, "Mom, I think they're over there. I'm not sure if that's Oscar but it looks like him."

Y/n's mom squinted her eyes, scanning the crowd for Oscar. After a moment, she shook her head, not seeing him right away.

"Which one is he?" she asked, her gaze still searching.

Y/n pointed discreetly towards Oscar. "he's the one in the black shirt, standing by the charging port over there," Y/n said.

As her mom finally spotted Oscar and his family, she walked ahead, leading the way as her husband placed a gentle hand on Y/n's shoulder. The younger brother clung to Y/n's arm, looking around curiously.

The three of them approached Oscar and his family, Y/n's heart fluttering slightly as they got closer. She could make out their faces more clearly now.

As Y/n hugged May, her gaze wandered to Oscar, taking in his appearance. He looked good in the black shirt, the color complementing his features. Y/n felt that similar flutter of her chest again but quickly pushed down her thoughts, not allowing herself to accept or acknowledge them.

As the two families walked back to the parking lot, the dads and Oscar took charge of loading the suitcases into the back of the van. They piled them neatly, ensuring everything fit snugly and securely.

While the men were engaged in their task, Y/n found herself standing next to Oscar, feeling a bit awkward. She tried not to make it obvious that she was stealing glances at him as they waited.

Y/n glanced around, noticing that there seemed to be little space left in the trunk. She looked at the carry-on bag that she and May were holding onto. She cleared her throat and addressed Oscar somewhat awkwardly.

"Uh, is there still room for a carry-on in there?" she asked.

Oscar's dad, overhearing the question, replied, cutting off Oscar. "Sorry, but there isn't any room left back here. Don't worry, Edie and Hattie can place them in their row later."

She nods, whispering. "Oh, okay. Thank you"

As they all climbed into the van, the seating arrangement was determined. Y/n's dad took the driver's seat, while Oscar's dad sat in the front passenger seat (due to Y/m/n's insistence). Nicole, Y/n's mom, and Gabriel settled in the front row, while Edie and Hattie occupied the second row with a few carry-on bags. Leaving Y/n Oscar and May to sit together in the last row.

As May decided she wanted to take pictures from the window side, she asked Y/n if they could switch places. Y/n agreed, and soon enough, she found herself sitting next to Oscar.

As they sat side by side, the awkward silence between them was palpable. Y/n desperately tried to make small talk, breaking the uncomfortable silence between her and Oscar. However, her attempts seemed to fall flat and their conversation remained stiff and unnatural.

As me and Oscar sit beside each other, I felt the urge to break the awkward silence.

"Soo.. uh, are you excited to spend summer here?" I ask, my voice sounding a bit forced and uncomfortable.

Oscar only nodded, his gaze still fixed out the window. "Yeah, sure. It'll be nice to relax somewhere new I guess," he replied, his response sounding somewhat indifferent.

As I try to continue our stilted conversation, May suddenly taps my arm.

"Hey, Y/n, which one looks better?" she asked, holding up her phone with two different photos on the screen.

I lean closer to May, taking a better look at the photos.

"The second one looks better," I say, pointing to the screen. May hums in agreement, mumbling. "Thank you"

May immersed herself in photography again, but the desire to continue the conversation with Oscar lingered in my mind. However, I held back, hesitating to proceed.

My thoughts echoed back and forth in my head, "I know I shouldn't force it. He might not be interested anyway. I don't want to appear pushy anyway"

As the drive progressed, the ongoing traffic added to the time spent in the car, making it a slightly longer journey than expected. Y/n's exhaustion slowly crept up on her, and she found it increasingly difficult to stay awake.

Without realizing it, her head had gradually swayed to the side, coming to rest on Oscar's shoulder as she drifted off into a peaceful slumber.

As Y/n's head rested on his shoulder, Oscar felt a sense of slight shock, not expecting it. Nevertheless, he chose not to disturb the girl. After all, she had done nothing wrong to justify him waking her or reprimanding her.

He was fully aware of her close proximity, her head gently resting on his shoulder. However, he remained still, silently allowing her to sleep.

Edie who was sitting in front of a busy May and a sleeping Hattie, had a clear view of the scene unfolding between her older brother and the girl. She noticed how Y/n's head was resting on Oscar's shoulder, stirring a mix of confusion and surprise within her.

To get May's attention, Edie decided to annoy her, playfully waving her hand in front of her face until May finally looked her way.

Edie then pointed at the scene in the backseat, silently drawing May's attention to the situation between Y/n and Oscar.

May, sitting beside Y/n, was initially confused by the situation unfolding beside her. However, she decided to let it go and not dwell on it. Meanwhile, Edie continued stealing glances at her brother and Y/n.

Oscar, seeming unaware of his sisters' attention, plugged in his earphones, immersing himself in the music, and quietly ignored the outside world.

Oscar, noticing that they were nearing their destination, felt the need to wake Y/n up. However, he approached the task somewhat nonchalantly, his usual indifference surfacing.

He gave her arm a firm nudge, his tone a bit brusque. "Hey, wake up. Your dad said we're almost home," he said, his voice low, lacking any concern or tenderness.

Y/n gradually stirred from her slumber, her mind slowly returning to consciousness. As she felt Oscar's nudge and heard his voice, her eyes fluttered open, and confusion briefly clouded her mind.

Realizing that she had been sleeping on Oscar's shoulder, a feeling of embarrassment flushed her cheeks.

As she sat up straighter, her initial embarrassment was replaced by a slight annoyance. She was in no mood to deal with his attitude, and her mood instantly soured.

She turned her gaze toward Oscar, her voice carrying an undercurrent of frustration. "Thanks. You could've been a little gentler. A more pleasant way of waking someone up, you know."

Her annoyance was evident in her tone, but she tempered it, managing to hold back from sounding overly sassy or rude.

As the families entered the house, Y/n followed suit, lending a hand to Edie and Hattie with their luggage. Despite her lingering annoyance after Oscar's rude awakening, she shoved it aside momentarily and focused on assisting their guests.

Together, Y/n, Edie, and Hattie carefully maneuvered the suitcases toward the living room. The hustle and bustle of unloading and settling in filled the air.

As the initial commotion of entering the house and moving luggage started to subside, Y/m/n spotted an opportunity to gather everyone's attention.

She clapped her hands gently to get the group's focus. "Everyone, can I have your attention, please? I'll explain the room arrangements."

Everyone ceased their conversations and directed their focus towards her. The living room quieted down, and all eyes were on Y/m/n.

"Okay so, Nicole, Tim. You two will stay in the room in front of the one me and Y/d/n are staying in. Gabriel will stay in the room to the right of ours." she explains, her hands waving around. "May, your room will be right in front of Y/n's. Oscar, your room is beside Y/n's room." she continues. "Hattie your room will be beside Oscar's, and Edie yours is in front of Oscar's- Oh, and don't worry, all of your bedrooms have their own bathrooms."

After listening to her mother's instructions, the group exchanged their goodnight. Y/n led Edie and Hattie to their rooms.

"Here we are," Y/n says "If you guys need me or any help, just knock on my door okay? It's the one with my name on it," she begins to ramble nervously.

Edie and Hattie say their thanks and retire into the comfort of having their own rooms.

On her way back to her own room, Y/n bumps into May, who has just finished unpacking a small bag of clothes. Y/n seized the opportunity to ask, "So, how are you finding Italy so far?"

May smiled, tucking a few strands of stray hair behind her ear before replying, "It's pretty nice, the bed seems pretty comfy- but I'm thinking of swapping rooms with Osc. His room seems to have a better view than mine."

Y/n chuckled lightly at May's comment about trading rooms with Oscar. She soon bid May a cheerful goodnight, her laughter still lingering as she twisted the doorknob to her own room.

"Have fun room trading then," she said with a playful tone. "Goodnight, May."

May replied with a lighthearted goodnight.

"Sleep tight," she chimed in, bidding Y/n farewell with a tired smile. "See you in the morning."

After saying their goodnights, Y/n closed her bedroom door behind her. She swiftly changed into a fresh set of pajamas, relishing the comfortable fabric against her skin.

With fatigue setting in once more and the eventful day slowly catching up to her, Y/n wasted no time crawling into bed. She nestled beneath the covers, her body sinking into the softness of the sheets and pillows. Within moments, her eyes grew heavy, and she drifted into a peaceful sleep.

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