#Italian father's day

[xtoariadnesdarklightx]

Grace: Dad, du bist mein Held, in allen Lebenslagen und auch wenn ich eines Tages heiraten werde, wirst du immer meine Nummer Eins sein. Ich bin froh, dein kleines Mädchen zu sein, nenn mich ruhig ewig so, auch in der Öffentlichkeit!

Colin: Dad hat mir das größte Geschenk gegeben, das man jemanden geben kann; er glaubt immer an mich, auch wenn der Plan noch so verrückt war. Du hast mich immer dabei unterstützt. Du bist mein Vorbild- jemanden zudem wir fünf aufschauen, Papabär

Merida: Du bist mein König, Daddy und ich bin deine Königin, etwas anderes werde ich nicht akzeptieren. Ich liebe dich, Daddy, du bist alle Farben des Regenbogens.

Jack: Dad, danke, dass du meine Haare vor Mum verteidigst und sie davon abhältst, mich in der Öffentlichkeit abzuknutschen. Ich weiß, dass du deswegen jedes Mal dein Leben riskierst. Danke Dad, dafür das du mein Held bist.

Tristano: Mehr Sprüche, Daddy! Ich will genauso ein Checker wie du werden, denn nur so werde ich cooler als Colin und Jack. Dad..auch wenn es uncool ist und man das eigentlich nicht sagt, ich liebe dich.

Was kann ich dir sagen, was du nicht schon weißt? Ich bewundere dich dafür, dass du ihnen immer ein Lachen entlockst, auch wenn sie gar nicht in der Stimmung dazu sind und oftmals machst du dich dann total zum Affen, auch wenn du davor noch ganz der Geschäftsmann warst. Für unsere Kinder, weiß ich, dass du immer alles tun wirst, danke, dass du ihr Daddy und Held bist. @xxxthefirebetweenusxxx

[glauces-notebooks]

rewatching night at the museum for the first time in a while and wow. i missed this film.

[g00seg1raffe]

A (comparatively) Brief Thought about Steve Harrington's Names

Lucky Stevie has full names in three different languages and they're all equally incriminating in different ways!

For context: Steve's parents meet just as the summer of '66 is ending, in a perfectly legitimate bar with absolutely no connection to organised crime in Chicago. They introduce themselves as Christopher (call me Chris, Christopher is shite) Harrington and Anita (but you, bello, can call me Tina) Martino. They are both lying.

See, America is it's own little world. Founded by desperate refugees and religious extremists, the USA is the New York of the western world - the perfect place to disappear, because no matter your sins, there's always someone weirder. And in this totally not shady bar in Chicago, these two strangers have a lot of sins.

Mr. Ciarán Ótis Marcin Ó'hArrachtáin is what some might call a terrorist. Those 'some' are, of course, all eejits who seem to be fecking delirah with the Brits treating the Irish Free State as a colony. But Ótis and Martyna didn't raise a spineless dosser, not on tales of the shite they saw in Nazi Poland. Ciarán wants to be just like his mama, so does the only thing he can at sweet sixteen and joins the IRA. It was a grand old time - until some spanner decided to start the boarder campaign, make some things go boom, then it all goes arseways and suddenly he's a wanted man. Now he's legged it all the way out to this bar in Chicago where he can find some mostly-legal work, set himself up as someone who doesn't need to check over his shoulder every five seconds - and maybe he can take a chance on this absolute ride of an Italian who's just walked in, Jaysus -

Sig.na Alessia Stefania "Pieterina" Serafini has made a name for herself as a mafiosa. Beloved, wild, ruthless granddaughter of Don Alessio - caporegime since nineteen and well on her way to consigliere - and, right now, in molti problemi with la Cosa Nostra. So much problemi that she's been effectively smuggled into the US, like that goddamn heroin shipment that started all these problemi... ah well. She just needs to lie low for a bit (a decade) with her American cousins on the less than legal side of Chicago before she can return to her cosca and the people she actually trusts not to stab her the moment she turns her back - and maybe she can have some fun with this bello, bello Irishman who's looking her way, dannazione -

So. Discussing the evolution Mr and Mrs Harrington's relationship is gonna have to wait (though I'd love to hear from you guys) - the important thing here is the family history.

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Tina's side: Alessia Stefania "Pietrina" Serafini.

Tina's father is Vincenzo Serafini and her grandfather is Alessio Serafini. Her first name is the feminine of her paternal grandfather's name. Steve's middle names are also from them.

(In case it wasn't obvious, the Serafini family are heavily involved in the Italian mafia - potentially involved in the Ciaculli massacre in '63 - and also have ties to the American mafia.)

Tina's mother is Pietra Tedesco and her grandmother is Stefania Tedesco. Her middle name - Stefania - and her son's first name - Stefano - are from her maternal grandmother. "Pietrina" is a diminutive nickname for Pietra - they're saying she's just like her mother, and since they figured this would be easy and natural enough for Steve to remember, his agreed Italian 'cover' surname is Di Pietro.

(Pietra is the feminine of her father's Petri Tedesco - which is itself the new name chosen by the German runaway Peter Thälmann. No relation to German Communist Party Leader Ernst Thälman, no sir, nothing to see here.)

So: Stefano Alessio Vincenzo Serafini - or, when he doesn't want to advertise the mafia part - Stefano Di Pietro.

Chris' side: Ciarán Ótis Marcin Ó'hArrachtáin.

Chris' father is Ótis Ó'hArrachtáin, and his paternal grandparents Steafán and Keira Ó'hArrachtáin. He gets his first name from the masculine of his grandmother's name, his middle name from his father, and gave Steve his grandfather's name.

(Steafán and Keira worked their asses off their whole life to put their kids through school, ennabling Ótis to work at the Irish embassy in Poland, where he managed to smuggle a handful of refugees past the Nazis to Britain, of which his future wife, Hannia Marcinkiewicz, was one.)

Chris' mother is Anita Marcinkiewicz. He gets his middle name from her surname. Steve gets his Irish 'cover' surname from that.

(Anita and her son are very similar as teenagers and young adults - the same heady cocktail of jaded rage and a naïve sense of justice, motivating spiky teens in parallel shitty situations to commit near-suicidal acts of heroism, with similar results. Just what did Anita do? Nothing you can prove, of course...)

(Yes, Anita Marcinkiewicz and Anita Martino - a wild coincidence that kicks of conversation for our young lovers in Chicago. Not in any way manipulated by an omnipotent fangirl who wants her OCs to have something neat to make slightly awkward but unexpectedly wholesome small talk about over a Guinness and a Negroni in a bar in Chicago). (This is why Chris calls his wife Tina all the time when anyone else would get shot if she's feeling anything less than saccharine.)

So: Steofán Ciarán Ótis Ó'hArrachtáin - or, when he'd rather avoid any connection to the wanted terrorist - Steofán Ó Máirtín.

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Of course, as half Irish and half Italian - or, well, 1/8 German, 2/8 Polish, 2/8 Irish and 3/8 Italian but who's counting. Aside from me -

The point is, he's Catholic as fuck. He can be non-practicing and still Catholic (bc fuckboi), he can lose his faith and still be Catholic (bc interdimensional hell monsters), he can be an atheist (bc Irish) and still be Catholic, ok - he is Italian and Irish, there's no cure.

So, yeah, he's definitely been christened. And sure, you can old give any old name to the government (fuck them anyways) as long as it suits your purposes. But your christening name is the one that God knows you by, okay, you don't want to lie to the priest and end up with the wrong name tag when you get to heaven (or if, I guess).

What I'm saying is the paperwork says Steven Otis Harrington, but some poor Father/Reverendo gets hit with Stefano Stiofán Alessio Ciarán Vincenzo Ótis Serafini Ó'hArrachtáin. Good fucking luck!

[bunabi]

Sometimes Sabine cuddles next to me when I read in bed, and sometimes I come sit beside her when she naps on the floor

This is the meaning of life I think

[arthursfuckinghat]

Bluewater Marsh - Lemoyne

[us-the-voices-and-more-voices-2]

really weird fun fact about me,

okay this needs some backstory before it makes sense.

so my nonni know this couple, one is from Trinidad and one is german.

the German one's father was a literal nazi no joke, actual nazi from nazi Germany he also kept a shit ton of journals from nazi era Germany and those probably should be scanned or archived in some form but story for another day.

anyway, so my nonni's friends father was a literal nazi that guy must of stolen a shit ton of stuff ngl but when he died he left it all to his son, my nonni's friend.

and among that stuff was a random brass candelabra, my nonni's friend (the one from Trinidad) was like "here have it, I'm not using it or want it"

so, my nonni now have this brass candelabra. I was living in their house at the time and me and my family were playing around with it.

because you could move the different candle holder branches, and we realised we could make them straight in a line.

and low and behold, it was a FUCKING MENORAH

just.. a random menorah??? that doubled as a candelabra, honestly sweet design choice.

but, my nonni just. have a random menorah now, that is 500% stolen.

so to whoever's family lost a brass menorah that doubles as a candelabra good news! it's perfectly fine!

and that is the random fun fact.

[scentofpines]

in class today i felt so incredibly out of place again, why does it have to be so hard for me? and, i like this girl, but every single time we have class she mentions her "autism" while happily chatting with 3+ ppl at a time, completely effortless, while im sitting there, staring and trying to focus enough to even understand the conversation bc there is so much noise around me that i feel like i'm about to either explode or shut down completely and i feel like an alien trying my best to somehow socialize and understand what is going on and really to just get through this.

[yohankang]

spent 12 hours at work today and tomorrow is gonna be the same.... got a call about a new job but it only made my day worse

[m-siecle]

A lovely person recently told me that uou have to wake up pretty early (from haunted dreams of a cruel madonna) to be more dramatic than an italian, so:

Tell me something you love about Italian expressions of Drama, Anguish or Joy?

One of the most deliciously inexplicable ones is that when something is expensive you can say that it "costa l'ira di Dio", "it costs the wrath of God"

Comparing, say, a three-hundred-euro air fryer to the wrath of God may seem excessive, but is it really

[blackramhall]

I tre volti della paura - Black Sabbath (Mario Bava 1963)

[comradejoanmir]

My dad "all italian podium eh?" Me "what do you mean?? " "...Is marc not italian?" 😭

[unabashedqueenfury]

Reign 2013-2017 /02-02

Maria e Francesco

[sihayart]

THE KYNES SKETCH 🥺 (work in progess)

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LOOK!! ^^

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[sensenmaedchen]

In all seriousness. you know how street dogs eating the trash means the restaurant is good? (my mothers trick from her time in mexico)

if the Germans are there with their analog cameras and their socks-in-sandals, the vacation spot is good.

[bavarianmillionaire]

For Retegui I understand your reasoning but the guy will never play for argentina, he just made a choice based on his opportunities? If he were better we all know he would have never chosen italy… and think of africa, 3/4 of the national teams are made of people from the diaspora…I feel like in a way nationality is becoming anachronistic as a concept.

yeah, i actually did some research and found out he was never called up here so i understand that decision too. i get it in football terms but i think i'm speaking more culturally. like, if my parents were, say, spanish, i may feel closer to spanish culture and feel comfortable playing outside of my home country. but having grandparents from another country might not get you close to that culture. it's not so much about the concept of nationality itself, especially in this context where it's easier to move from one country to the other