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Love letter: Chapter 4 - Cardinal Copia x Fem!Reader

Summary: Upon receiving Cardinal Copia's invitation to join him at Terzo's enigmatic dinner, you find yourself anxiously sifting through your wardrobe, pondering the significance of the occasion and uncertain about what awaits you during the course of the evening.

Words: 8.592

Warnings: SMUT (oral sex (female-male); fingering; teasing; public fingering) / Italian swearing

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As the soft glow of evening envelops the dormitory, you stand before your wardrobe, contemplating what to wear for the dinner. Your fingers trail along the fabric of your clothes, searching for the perfect attire. You want to make a lasting impression. Your mind is filled with a whirlwind of emotions, a symphony of anticipation and uncertainty.

Reflecting on the tense conversation witnessed earlier in Cardinal Copia's office between him and Secondo, a sense of curiosity consumes you as you ponder the nature of the dinner. Doubts arise as to whether accompanying him is a wise decision, but as his dedicated assistant, fulfilling his needs and providing unwavering support is your duty, right? Praying that no one would suspect any ulterior motives between the two of you going together, you brace yourself for whatever's coming your way.

"Will you wear this one?" Sister Olga asks.

"Yes... I think so!" With resolve in your eyes, you reach for a black satin dress, feeling its soft fabric slip through your fingers.

"I guess the black satin fabric adds a touch of allure." Sister Victoria says.

"I'm not so sure about this choice. Isn't it a bit too... short?" Sister Gretta says reluctant.

"Well, Gretta..." you pause, considering what Sister Gretta just said. "Yeah... Maybe? It is important to dress appropriately for the occasion..."

"However!" Sister Victoria get up from her bed going in your direction, grabbing the dress and placing it in front of your body. "We got to think about the whole dinner scene. It's going down in a Satanic ministry, so the dress code might be more out there compared to your typical shindig."

Sister Olga nods, "We need to consider the nature of the event. It may allow for more... flexibility..."

"Considering the unique vibe here, a shorter dress could totally work. Plus, I bet Cardinal Copia would be totally into seeing her rockin' it!" Sister Victoria giggles.

You raise an eyebrow, feeling a mix of embarrassment and amusement. "Victoria, you have quite the imagination. I assure you, my choice of dress has nothing to do with Cardinal Copia."

Sister Gretta smiles mischievously. "Oh, come on, dear. We all see that undeniable chemistry between you and Cardinal Copia. Why not dress to impress and catch his attention? It couldn't hurt, right?"

Sister Olga chuckles softly. "No matter what, we got faith in your good taste. I'm sure whatever you decide will be both on point and drop-dead gorgeous. You got this!"

"Perfect!" Sister Victoria winks playfully. "Go ahead, and make sure it leaves a lasting impression, whether you're dressing up for Cardinal Copia or just for yourself."

You nod making your way to the bathroom. As you enter the bathroom, you close the door behind you. Excitement bubbles within you as you prepare to don the chosen dress for the evening's dinner. You slide into the dress, relishing the way the fabric caresses your skin. into the dress. You catch your reflection in the mirror. Your eyes sparkle with a newfound radiance, and a blush adorns your cheeks. You take a step back and assess your appearance. The dress hugs your curves in all the right places, exuding an air of sophistication and subtle allure. It's a perfect blend of elegance and edge.

As you emerge from the bathroom, the sisters' eyes widen in awe. Sister Victoria is the first to speak up, her voice filled with excitement, "Oh my, look at you! You look absolutely stunning in that dress! Cardinal Copia won't know what hit him!"

Sister Gretta joins in, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, "Oh yeah, for sure! Your killer legs are gonna have him totally hooked all night long. Who knows, you might even distract him from all that talk about Terzo's wedding. Way to steal the spotlight!"

Sister Olga, ever the voice of reason, chimes in with a gentle smile, "But seriously, you look absolutely stunning! That dress fits you like a glove, and it's obvious you picked something that boosts your confidence. That's what counts the most. Own it!"

"Thank you, sisters," you say, your voice filled with appreciation.

Sister Gretta chuckles mischievously. "Oh, no need to thank us for stating the obvious, dear. We're just telling it like it is! You're rockin' it!"

A mischievous grin spreads across Sister Victoria's face as she leans forward, her curiosity piqued. "But here's the thing. We're dying to know... where is this mysterious dinner taking place?"

You pause for a moment, relishing in the anticipation. With a coy smile, you respond, "Well, looks like even I'm clueless about the exact spot. Guess I'll have to hunt down Cardinal Copia in his office and tag along with him."

The sisters exchange knowing glances, their excitement mirrored in their eyes. "Oh, how intriguing!" Sister Olga exclaims.

Sister Victoria playfully nudges you. "Well, you better go find the good Cardinal then. Don't keep him waiting, dear."

With a nod, you elegantly slip on a pair of sleek black heels, adding the final touch to your stunning ensemble. The sisters observe with admiring smiles, ready to lend a helping hand if needed.

"Yeah, those legs of yours will surely give poor Cardinal Copia a heart attack," Sister Victoria teases, unable to contain her mischievous laughter.

You blush, shaking your head playfully. "Oh, come on now, Victoria. He has more important matters to attend to."

Sister Gretta interjects, a glimmer of amusement in her eyes. "Oh yeah, we all know Cardinal Copia's got a wandering eye. Your dress is definitely gonna catch his attention, no doubt about it!"

You chuckle, feigning nonchalance. "Well, if he happens to notice, it's his own doing. I'm sure he'll remain composed."

With a final round of teasing and laughter, you bid the sisters farewell, making your way towards Cardinal Copia's office. Each step feels like a dance of anticipation. The click of your heels echoes through the hallways, a rhythmic sound that matches the quickened pace of your heart. As you walk, you can't help but feel a subtle sway in your hips, a subconscious response to the seductive elegance of your ensemble.

As you approach his office, you take a moment to compose yourself. A deep breath fills your lungs, steadying your nerves and heightening your anticipation. With a gentle knock on the door, you wait, until your pulse quickening as you hear Cardinal Copia's voice inviting you in.

Pushing open the door, you step into the room, your gaze instantly drawn to him. He was in front of the small mirror in the corner of his office, you sense the irregular rhythms of your heartbeat pulsating against your chest as you see him dressed in a sleek and sophisticated ensemble that exudes a sense of mystery and allure. His attire is all-black, a testament to his enigmatic persona. He wears an elegant black shirt, perfectly tailored to accentuate his lean frame. The fabric hugs his torso, emphasizing his defined physique. The shirt's intricate details and subtle sheen lend an air of sophistication to his appearance. The first buttons are undone, revealing a glimpse of his collarbone and hairy chest.

Paired with the shirt, he wears black pants that fit him impeccably. The pants drape effortlessly over his legs, elongating his figure. Their sleek silhouette adds a sense of refinement and elegance to his overall look. Completing the ensemble are his polished black shoes, exuding a sense of formality and grace.

After some seconds appreciating his physique you managed to talk in a shaky voice. "G- Good evening, Cardinal."

"Buonasera, sorella," Cardinal Copia replies, his voice a smooth melody that resonates through the room. He turn his eyes in your direction and impulsively bite his lower lip as if he was trying to shut himself.

He takes a step closer, his gaze lingering on your dress before meeting your eyes once again.

"Sembri... affascinante," he says, his words tinged with a mix of admiration and restraint. The corner of his lips curls into a faint smile. He tries to find the right words, but they seem to escape him in that moment. "You… you look absolutely breathtaking," he finally manages to say, his voice filled with genuine awe.

Your cheeks flush with embarrassment at his compliment as you find yourself drawn to his captivating gaze, your eyes locked with his heterochromatic stare.

"Thank you," you reply, your voice soft yet steady. "You also look amazing, Cardinal," you say, a hint of playfulness in your tone. "But I wasn't sure if it would be appropriate, given the occasion."

"Oh, I think it's perfect," he replies, laening his face closer to yours, a mischievous glint in his eyes, you raise a finger gently, stopping him in his tracks.

"Wait, Cardinal," you say playfully, "as much as I'm tempted to kiss you, we must be careful. we've gotta be cautious. My lipstick game is on point, and I ain't letting it smudge. Plus, we don't want the whole damn dinner crew catching on, do we?"

He chuckles softly, a mix of disappointment and amusement evident in his expression. "Sì, sorella," he concedes, his eyes still fixated on your lips. "I shall have to exercise restraint, eh? But I must admit, it is a difficult task when you look so sinfully tempting in that dress. The way that dress showcases your legs… it's sinful."

His words send a shiver down your spine, and you can't help but wonder if he's teasing or being completely sincere. "Cardinal, it's just a dress!"

"Sì, sì, you're right," he admits, his voice softer now. "In this unconventional ministry, I suppose a touch of temptation can be expected, sì?"

"Indeed, Cardinal," you respond, your voice carrying a hint of mischief. "In the realm of the ministry, a hint of temptation only makes the evening more alluring, you know?"

He nods with his eyes locked with yours, you trail your fingertips lightly over his chest, savoring the sensation of the smooth fabric beneath your touch. The exposed skin where the buttons of his shirt are undone tempts you further, ignites a fire of desire within you that matches the one in his eyes. You take a moment to drink in the sight before you, relishing in the forbidden thrill of the moment. The soft glow of the office lights dances across his features, casting a seductive allure upon his fair complexion. His lips, slightly parted, invite a thousand sinful thoughts to take shape. As you inhale deeply, your senses are flooded with his intoxicating presence. The mingling scents of his cologne and the faint aroma of burning candles create an atmosphere that is both captivating and hypnotic. With a mixture of reluctance and anticipation, you withdraw your hands from his chest, breaking the magnetic connection. The ache of desire lingers, though, as you lock eyes once more.

As Cardinal Copia's desire intensifies, his hands glide along your legs in a tantalizing caress. The softness of his touch sends shivers down your spine, igniting a fiery desire within you. The gentle pressure of his fingertips against your skin leaves a trail of tingling sensations in their wake. His touch is both tender and full of longing, fueling the growing intensity between you. The warmth of his touch contrasts with the coolness of your skin, creating an intoxicating blend of sensations.

Kneeling before you, his breath brushes against your skin as he runs his lips through your exposed thighs. His lips trail along your thighs, his touch growing more fervent with each passing moment. As he lifts the skirt of your dress, his touch becomes more intimate. One of his hand trail a path from your thigh to between your legs, you bite your lower lip as his fingers ran to the fabric of your panties. Reacting was inevitable; your hands instinctively grasped his shoulders, locking them in a firm grip as soft whimpers escaped your lips. You opened your legs slightly, granting him an easy access to where you were started to leak as a reaction from his touches. Cardinal brushed aside the fabric of your panties, and his fingers, delicately traced along your wetness.

"So wet... already so wet, cara." He says as his face leans closer to your wetness. His nose slightly brushes against it, feeling his warm breath, your legs started to tremble.

With a soft click, you pull back gently, breaking the spell he had put on you. "C- Cardinal... the dinner..." you were breathless, pulling your dress down and fixing your panties.

Cardinal Copia's eyes reveal a disappointment. "Sì... sì," he murmurs, his voice tinged with a hint of regret. "The dinner, of course."

"Yes, the dinner," you say softly. "We should join the others. We wouldn't want to keep them waiting."

Cardinal Copia nods reluctantly, his longing evident in his eyes. He stands up, taking a step back, allowing a respectful distance between you.

"Molto bene," he says, his voice tinged with a hint of resignation. "Let's go then. But know that we shall continue this... later."

His words hang in the air, charged with a promise of future passion. The unspoken understanding between you fuels the anticipation that lingers, leaving a trail of delicious tension in its wake.

Together, you both leave the office, ready to join the others for the dinner. As you walk side by side through the dimly lit corridors of the ministry, your curiosity gets the better of you. The anticipation of the evening's dinner combined with the mystery of the location compels you to speak up.

"Cardinal, may I ask where exactly are we going?" you inquire, your voice tinged with a mix of excitement and apprehension.

"Eh... Terzo's papal apartment, amore."

"Is in Terzo's papal apartment!? I've never been there before." Cardinal Copia glances at you. "The infamous papal apartment." you murmur.

"The infamous papal apartment?" he giggles. "Well, it's a place of secrets and hidden treasures, indeed. A haven reserved for the chosen few."

You raise an eyebrow, intrigued by his cryptic response. "Chosen few?"

"Sì," he confirms, a playful glint in his eyes. "You see, Terzo has always been a bit... unconventional. His tastes, his desires, they are unlike any other. And his papal apartment reflects that."

Your curiosity piqued, you walk a little closer to him, eager for more details. "What do you mean?"

Cardinal Copia chuckles softly, relishing in the suspense he's building. "Well, let's just say that Terzo's apartment is a place where the lines between pleasure and piety blur meets. It's adorned with lavish furnishings, decadent artwork, and a certain... ambiance."

The intrigue swirls within you. "Is it... appropriate for a dinner?"

He nods, a reassuring smile gracing his lips. "Rest assured, cara. While it may be unconventional, it is a suitable setting for tonight's gathering. Terzo knows how to host, after all."

He offers you his arm, and with a knowing smile, you intertwine yours with his. Together, you continue down the corridors, the mystery of Terzo's papal apartment beckoning you forward.

As you both entered Terzo's papal apartment, you were struck by the sheer size of the door, marveling at the intricate carvings adorning the wood. Releasing Cardinal's arm, he knocks on the door, as it swings open, a Ghoul is revealed standing before you. Its eyes, glowing with an otherworldly intensity, meet yours, and you can't help but feel a shiver run down your spine. The ghoul is tall and imposing, its presence exuding an aura of both reverence and intimidation.

Cardinal Copia steps forward, a familiar confidence in his stride. "Buonasera," he greets the ghoul, his voice steady. "We are here for Terzo's dinner."

The ghoul nods, its features concealed beneath a mask, leaving only its piercing gaze visible. Without a word, it steps aside, granting you and Cardinal Copia entry into the papal apartment.

As you step over the threshold, your eyes widen in awe. The interior of Terzo's papal apartment is unlike anything you've ever seen before. The room is bathed in a soft, ethereal glow, courtesy of ornate chandeliers suspended from the ceiling. Intricately carved furniture, adorned with lavish fabrics and intricate designs, fills the space, creating an ambiance of opulence and mystery.

Your gaze drifts towards the walls, where captivating artwork hangs, depicting scenes both celestial and macabre. Each stroke of the brush is a testament to Terzo's unique artistic taste, blending beauty and darkness in a mesmerizing dance.

Cardinal Copia's hand finds its way back to you, resting it on your lower back. Together, you both walk through the room, following the Ghoul to a door.

The Ghoul open it for you both and you smile gently at him. As you move further into the room, the sound of a conversation reaches your ears, it was Primo and Secondo.

"Finally, ecco che arriva il Cardinale! Pensavamo che, proprio come nostro fratello, ci avresti fatto aspettare. Lui è sempre in ritardo." Secondo says in a husky voice, turning his gaze to you. "Oh, fantastico! Ha portato l'assistente!"

"Mantieni la calma, Secondo. Sai che arriverà presto." Primo sighs.

Secondo turns his gaze to primo. "Sono calmo! Sono solo impaziente! Siamo qui-"

Primo interrupts Secondo, "Siamo qui solo da 5 minuti. Non è un grosso problema." Primo raises from the chair going to your direction, reaching for your hand. "Per favore, perdonate mio fratello." He press a kiss on the back of your hand giving you a sincere smile.

"Good evening." You reply timidly.

"Buonasera." Cardinal Copia draws nearer, his hand remaining on the small of your back, tenderly caressing it.

"Why did you bring your assistant, Cardinale?" Secondo rasps out, questioning your presence.

"She is an exceptionally loyal assistant, and her presence could prove helpful tonight." Cardinal's hand retreats from your lower back.

"I see." Secondo strides toward you, his gaze locked onto your eyes. "Please, consider yourself welcome to our humble dinner. I hope you enjoy yourself tonight."

"Oh!" His words catch you off guard, as you hadn't anticipated such a warm reception. "Thank you."

"Maybe we should all sit and wait for our host and his fiancée." Primo suggests in a humble tone.

"Sì, sì." Cardinal nods.

Primo and Secondo proceed towards the table, deftly pulling out the chairs and settling into their seats. Cardinal follows closely, and you trail behind him. With a courteous gesture, Cardinal pulls out a chair for you, and you gracefully take your place.

Upon the table, an assortment of wine glasses and a bottle of wine await. Secondo skillfully retrieves the bottle, gracefully opening it and pouring wine for everyone at the table. The silence fills the room as each one of you grab the glasses, taking a sip of it.

Cardinal Copia leans in closer to your ear, his voice barely audible above the murmur of voices. "Are you feeling alright?" his hand reaches for your thigh, stroking it with his thumb.

You nod, a mixture of nervousness and curiosity swirling within you. "I must admit, I feel a bit overwhelmed. But I'm also excited, not every day we get invited to Terzo's papal apartment."

Cardinal Copia's lips curl into a mischievous smile. "Sì, it is a rare honor." His hand starts to move to your inner thighs. "But don't worry, cara, I am here with you, sì?" feeling his hand getting close to your core, you let out a sigh with your eyes locked with Cardinal Copia's.

"Cardinal..." you whisper.

With a forceful push, the door swung open, revealing Terzo emerging from what appeared to be the bedroom. His hair was tousled, and he hastily buttoned his shirt, an expression of slight disarray on his face. Cardinal retracts his hand, making you sigh in disappointment.

"Mi scuso, tutti. Mi scuso per avervi fatto aspettare," Terzo's voice resonated through the room, capturing the attention of all present. Terzo chuckled, his voice laced with amusement and a hint of mischief, he was in the process of fastening his shirt buttons while his hair appeared slightly disheveled. "I wasn't able to resist the irresistible charm of my fiancée, and as they say, one thing led to another."

It was a rare occurrence to witness Terzo in such a disheveled state. Cardinal Copia broke the silence, a playful tone entering his voice. "No need to apologize, Terzo."

Secondo gets up from his chair looking at Terzo. "Oh no! Lui deve scusarsi. Comincia con le scuse, sto aspettando di sentire le tue incredibili giustificazioni."

Primo places a hand on Secondo's back, gently urging him, "Siediti," his voice calm and composed. Secondo respectfully complies, retaking his seat. "We all understand," Primo continues. "We didn't wait for you for too long, but please try not to succumb to temptations when you have important matters to attend to."

The door swung open once again, revealing his fiancée, whose attire deviated from the customary habit. She stood before you, donning a stunning long black dress adorned with an intricate depiction of a human spine embellishing her back.

"Cara!" Terzo exclaimed, unable to contain his excitement. He reached out for her hand. As their fingers intertwined, he pulled her closer, his lips crashing against hers in a passionate kiss that ignited a fire within her.

Clearing his throat, Secondo interjected, breaking the intimate moment. "Terzo."

Reluctantly, their lips parted, but Terzo's gaze remained fixed on her, his smile radiant. "La ragazza più bella di tutto il ministero," he whispered, his voice filled with admiration and affection. The compliment from Terzo, spoken in his native Italian, sent a surge of warmth through her. She couldn't help but blush under his gaze. The connection between them was palpable.

Terzo pulled a chair for her, and she took her place right beside him. As the three men rose from their seats in unison, a sense of formality and respect filled the air. Primo, the eldest brother, maintained an air of authority, his gaze steady and commanding. Secondo, on the other hand, exuded concern, his emotions intermingling on his face. And Cardinal Copia, ever the enigma, presented himself with an aura of elegance and joy.

Primo stepped forward first, extending a hand towards her. His voice held a hint of solemnity as he introduced himself, "I am Primo, the eldest brother. It is a pleasure to finally meet you."

Secondo followed suit. "And I am Secondo, the brother who carries the weight of responsibility. Welcome to our family."

Finally, Cardinal Copia approached with charm, his eyes fixed on her. "And I am Cardinal Copia, pleased to make your acquaintance."

As you decided to join the group, a smile spreading across your face, Terzo couldn't help but notice your presence. His smirk grew wider as he directed his comment towards Cardinal Copia, teasing him.

"Oh, Cardinal, you couldn't resist, sì?" Terzo's voice carried a playful tone, his gaze flickering mischievously between you and Cardinal Copia.

Cardinal Copia, however, didn't miss a beat. He raised an eyebrow, his expression stern yet laced with amusement. "Fratello, I suggest you save your witticisms for a more appropriate time," he replied, his voice firm but filled with a hint of warning.

Meanwhile, Terzo's fiancée, who had been observing the exchange with a bemused smile, recognized you. Her eyes lit up, and she walked towards you, a sense of familiarity evident in her warm gaze. The two of you embraced, a genuine display of affection and friendship.

"It's so good to see you again," she said, her voice filled with warmth.

You returned the hug, feeling a sense of camaraderie and connection. "Likewise! You and Terzo make a wonderful couple," you replied, genuinely happy for their relationship.

"Thank you." She smiles taking her sit back.

As everyone settled into their seats in Terzo's papal apartment, the ambiance shifted. The room exuded elegance with its dimly lit candlelight and exquisite decorations. The dining table, adorned with fine china, crystal glassware, and silver cutlery, showcased a culinary feast designed to entice the senses. A symphony of enticing aromas filled the air as delectable dishes were presented one after another. Glasses were continuously refilled, and toasts filled the room, celebrating the occasion and the bonds that connected them.

Amidst the culinary delights, a subtle tension emerged, woven into the conversations and interactions. Whispers of hushed discussions hinted at weightier matters beneath the surface. Occasionally, heated exchanges erupted, quickly masked by strained smiles and attempts to restore harmony. The room seemed to hold its breath, heavy with unspoken words and hidden agendas. Eyes darted across the table, analyzing the guarded expressions and shifting body language. Yet, amidst the tension, fleeting moments of respite emerged—laughter broke through, offering a temporary reprieve from the unease.

"Terzo," Secondo beckoned to his brother.

"Sì, fratello?" Terzo shifted his gaze towards Secondo.

"You called us here today for a purpose, and I assume it wasn't solely to introduce us to your lovely fiancée."

"Indeed, Secondo," Terzo responded, his voice carrying a blend of determination and apprehension. "I have gathered all of you here tonight to address a matter of utmost importance—a matter that affects not only my personal life but also my role as Papa."

The room hushed, every gaze fixed upon Terzo, anticipating his explanation. He took a deep breath, collecting his thoughts before continuing. "As you are well aware, I have recently announced my engagement to this beautiful woman by my side," he motioned towards his fiancée, who nodded in acknowledgment. "However, this decision has not been met with unanimous approval among the clergy," Terzo continued, shifting his gaze towards the seated members at the table. "There are those who view this union as a threat to my position, believing it compromises the integrity of our ministry. I understand their concerns, and I am prepared to face the consequences of my actions. If it means being removed from my position, so be it."

Secondo's brows furrowed as he leaned forward, his tone laced with concern. "Terzo, you speak as if it is a trivial matter. The role of the Papa is not one to be taken lightly, and the decision to step down willingly carries significant implications."

Terzo nodded, acknowledging the gravity of the situation. "I am fully aware, fratello. But I cannot let fear of consequence dictate my choices. Besides, I am not stepping back, but you all know what I meant."

Cardinal Copia, who had been silently observing, spoke up. "If you were to step aside-"

Terzo swiftly interrupted Cardinal Copia, locking eyes with him. "Fratello, you have demonstrated your capability. If the time comes for a new Papa to be appointed, I want you to assume that role."

Cardinal Copia's expression softened at Terzo's words, a mixture of gratitude and surprise crossing his features. "Sono onorato dalla tua fiducia, Terzo."

"Let us not forget, Terzo, that the decision of selecting a new Papa lies beyond our control." Primo, ever the voice of reason, interjected, his tone measured.

Terzo nodded in acknowledgment, a trace of determination in his eyes. "I understand, fratello. But, it is my wish that Copia be considered as a worthy candidate."

"Speriamo di poter soddisfare i tuoi desideri." Secondo replied, his voice husky with emotion.

Primo sighed, his gaze shifting between his brothers. "Faremo tutto il possibile per realizzarlo, ma la scelta del nuovo Papa non dipende da noi."

Silence hung in the air for a moment, a sense of resignation settled over the room, the reality of the situation weighing heavily on their shoulders. In the midst of the tense atmosphere, Cardinal Copia abruptly stood up from his seat, his expression reflecting anxiety. Sensing his unease, he politely excused himself, requesting a moment alone. The others nodded understandingly, granting him his space. Observing his departure, a surge of curiosity and concern washed over you. Instinctively, you rose from your seat, feeling compelled to offer support. With a brief apology to the company, you followed Cardinal Copia, making your way towards the adjacent room where he sought solace. Entering the room moments after him, you found Cardinal Copia pacing back and forth, his agitation palpable. As you closed the door behind you, you approached him cautiously.

"Cardinal," you began softly, your voice filled with genuine concern, "Is everything alright?"

He turned towards you, his features reflecting vulnerability. His eyes met yours, conveying the depth of his worries. "It's just... the possibility of becoming the next Papa is overwhelming. The responsibilities, the expectations... it's a lot to bear."

You nodded understandingly, acknowledging the gravity of the situation. "Cardinal, it's a huge responsibility. But hey, listen up, you've got what it takes to handle it. Your commitment and natural leadership shine through in everything you do within the ministry."

His restless movements ceased for a moment as he absorbed your words. "I appreciate your faith in me," he responded. "But the weight of this decision..."

With a gentle touch, you placed a comforting hand on his arm. "Cardinal, you are not alone in this. Your brothers and I stand by your side. Remember, you have our unwavering support. We're in this together, you can count on us."

A flicker of gratitude and relief washed over his features as he regarded you. "Grazie," he whispered.

"By the way," you casually trace your hand from his arm to his chest, teasingly toying with the buttons that still concealed the full view of his chest. "I gotta say, 'Papa' suits you perfectly," you bite your lower lip. ‘Papa Copia’."

The worry and anxiety on his face gradually changed to a glimmer of desire. "Does it, cara?" he uttered as his expression shifted.

You nod letting out a dreamy sigh. "Papa Copia, Papa Copia Emeritus, suits so well with you, and think about you wearing those Papa robes... got me envisioning of how stunning and hot you'd look."

Cardinal Copia's eyes darkened. "Oh, is that so?" He raised an eyebrow, a teasing smile playing on his lips. "I must admit, the thought of wearing the Papa robes does have its appeal." He says in a mischievous tone.

You couldn't help but smile, the air thick with a delicious tension. "The thought of you donning those ceremonial garments, commanding the attention of the congregation... It's enough to make me weak in the knees. You would be a vision of temptation and desire."

His thumb brushed against your lower lip, your eyes gleaming with a mixture of desire and playfulness. Unable to resist anymore, Cardinal Copia closed the remaining distance between you in a swift motion. His lips crashed against yours with intensity. His hands find their way to your waist, pulling you closer. The taste of him, the sensation of his lips moving against yours, sends shivers down your spine and leaves you craving more. As the kiss deepens, your tongues begin to dance a tantalizing and passionate rhythm, exploring the depths of each other's mouths. The taste of each other becomes addictive, an intoxicating blend of desire and passion that fuels the flames of your shared longing.

Eventually, the need for air becomes unavoidable, and you both reluctantly pull away, your lips still tingling with the heat of the kiss.

As you open your eyes, you spot Cardinal Copia's lips smudged with a blend of his lipstick and yours.

"Well, I guess we couldn't resist the temptation," you giggle, playfully running your thumb over his lips in an attempt to clean it up.

"Mia bella peccatrice," he whispers huskily, his voice laced with raw desire. "Mi fai impazzire."

His words sent shivers down your spine, even though you couldn't fully grasp their meaning. The intensity in his voice and the desire in his eyes were enough to convey his message. Your breath hitched as you leaned in closer, your lips barely grazing his earlobe.

"Cardinal," you whispered in a sultry tone, "I may not understand the words you speak, but the way you make me feel by those words..." As your hand glides along his chest and down to his belly, you feel the warmth of his skin beneath your touch. "Are you still feeling tense, Cardinal?" you ask softly, your breath brushing against his ear.

"Solo un po..." he let go of your waist, smiling. "Should we get back now?"

Shaking your head, you kneel down in front of him. "Seems like you're still tense, Cardinal," you say, placing your hands on his thighs, stroking them. "Let me help you find some... release."

His eyes flutter closed, his lips parted in anticipation as he takes a deep breath through his nose. The desire in his eyes is unmistakable as you reach up, your hand stroking his bulge through the fabric of his pants. He remains still, but the change in his breathing gives away his pleasure. With deliberate slowness, you undo the button of his pants and pull down the zipper.

"Cara..." he breathes out.

A seductive smile tugs at your lips. "Shh, just relax," you whisper, your voice filled with desire. "Let me take care of you, my dear Papa."

You slide his pants off his hips, you see the outline of his member in the front of his underwear. Your hand slips inside, feeling the heat of his skin and hardness of his member. A low grunt escapes his lips as he bites down on his bottom lip, his eyes locked on you. You slowly pull his underwear down and it springs free, making you gasp and mouth waters at the size of it. Your gaze slowly travels up his length, lingering on every enticing detail, noticing how the tip of his length was already dripping with anticipation, until your eyes meet his.

With a seductive smile playing on your lips, you lean forward and take the tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it. He moans softly, and you suck harder. You feel his hand on the back of your head, his fingers run through your hair, pushing you further onto his member. You wrap your hand around the base of his member, pumping it slowly while you suck on it. He tastes so good, that you start to take more of his length into your mouth until you've taken almost all of it, it is so thick that you have to stretch your jaw open wide to accommodate it.

"Cazzo... Mm..." a low groan escapes his lips. "Your mouth feels so good, dolce."

You start to bob your head up and down, taking more of him into your mouth with each stroke. He groans again, and you feel his hands grip your hair tightly. You start to pick up speed, swirling your tongue around his length as you go. You hear him groan louder, prompting you to release his length from your mouth.

"Shh... Cardinal!" you whisper urgently, a mischievous glimmer in your eyes. "We need to be quiet. They might hear you."

"Mi dispiace," he murmurs, his voice laced with a hint of embarrassment. "Per favore... don't..." he holds his length with his free hand stroking it lazily.

You part your lips, opening your mouth. With the hand on your head, he guides you, making you take his length inside of your mouth, you go up and down on his member. You moan softly, starting to move faster, and he starts to thrust his hips. Feeling his member growing even bigger in your mouth, you start to stroke him faster with your hand. As he starts to move his hips back and forth thrusting deeper and deeper into your mouth, you pull away for a moment, and you can see his face. He looks so beautiful right now, his eyes closed, his mouth open slightly, his chest rising and falling quickly as he breathes heavily.

"S- something wrong, cara?" he asks breathlessly, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

You shake your head, a mischievous smile playing on your lips as you wrap your fingers around the base of his throbbing length. "No, Cardinal," you purr, your voice filled with desire. "I'm just appreciating every inch of you."

He grabs your hair again and pushes your head back down onto his length. He starts to move his hips, going deep on your throat, causing you to gag every once in awhile, but you don't stop him, you let him push himself deeper and deeper. You feel yourself getting wetter and wetter, and you know that you'll be dripping soon.

"Dolce... I can't hold back anymore," he gasps, the intensity of his desire evident in his eyes. "I need to..." he let out a whine, gasping.

The rhythm of his thrusts becomes erratic, you reach for his thighs holding it tight, craving your nails in there. He closes his eyes, and starts to pull out from your mouth, but you hold the base before he pull it out for completely, wrapping your lips around the sensitive tip, you begin to pleasure him with your mouth, your hand skillfully stroking his shaft in sync with your movements.

He smiles back at you, and you can see the lust in his eyes. "Ah! Cazzo! You take my cock so well, merda! I-"

You observe his body tensing up, a visible sign of his impending release. As you feel his essence beginning to fill your mouth, you start to swallow, though a small amount escapes from the corners, leaving a trace of his pleasure on your lips. With a mischievous smile, you use your thumb to clean up the remnants, teasingly wiping it away as you rise from your kneeling position.

With a hunger in his eyes, he leans forward, closing the distance between you and capturing your lips in a fervent kiss. As his tongue intertwines with yours, he tastes the remnants of his own essence that lingers on your lips, heightening the intensity of the moment.

He pulls apart, but his face remains close to yours. "Mmmm," he murmurs. "You taste so delicious, cara," his hands firmly grip your waist. "I need to fuck you now." He whispers, his voice a breathy plea, as he guides you towards a nearby wall. With a gentle urgency, he turns you around, pressing your body against the cool surface, and lifts the hem of your dress. His body presses against yours as he slides his fingers under the elastic of your panties.

"Take them off for me, Cardinal." you whisper, biting your bottom lip.

"May I?" he asks, grinning.

You nod eagerly, giving him permission to slide your panties down your legs. As you step out of them, kicking them aside, a surge of anticipation courses through your veins. His fingers graze across your sensitive clit, eliciting a soft moan to escape your lips. With tantalizing slowness, he eases a finger inside you, exploring your depths with a gentle, teasing touch. Your breath catches as he introduces another finger, stretching you slightly, causing you to gasp with pleasure.

"Please, stop teasing, Cardinal. I need you inside of me." You spread your legs apart.

"Oh, i will cara, i promise." he says, leaning down and licking your clit.

You throw your head back and moan, grabbing his head and shoving his face into your wetness. You can feel his tongue flicking across your clit, and you start to grind your folds against his face.

He stands up, moving closer to you, pressing his hardness between your legs.

"Is that what you want, cara? Do you want to feel my cock inside of you?" He takes his length on his hand, pressing the tip of his shaft against your entrance.

"Y- yes... Please..." Your voice trembles with desire as you utter. Your hips sway against him, intentionally teasing him, feeling the slickness of your arousal coating his length. You feel his hands firmly griping your waist.

The sudden knock on the door startles both of you, abruptly halting the intense moment that was about to unfold. Cardinal Copia takes a step back, his hands still firmly gripping your hips. Your eyes meet, a mixture of surprise and disappointment.

"Who is it?" Cardinal Copia inquires, his voice laced with a hint of annoyance.

"Excuse me, Cardinal Copia," the deep voice of the Ghoul comes from the other side of the door. "Your brother, Terzo, requires the presence of both of you back to the dining room for the dessert."

"Grazie," Cardinal Copia responds to the ghoul with a slightly strained voice. "We will be there shortly."

You sigh heavily pulling your dress down, straightening your back turning your gaze to Cardinal Copia seeing him already buttoning his pants.

Cardinal Copia sighs, his hands gently caressing your cheek. "We should go back," he says, his voice tinged with regret.

You nod, a smile playing on your lips, "yes."

"Don't worry, cara," he reassures, making his way towards the door. "Let's savor this final meal, and save our own special dessert for another time." His voice carries a playful undertone as he reaches for the doorknob, ready to leave the room.

You smile in agreement and begin to follow him, but then come to an abrupt halt, a look of concern crossing your face. "Wait! My... panties!" you exclaim, scanning the room in a momentary panic. "Where are they?"

"Oh!" Cardinal Copia exclaims, his eyes scanning the surroundings until he spots it tucked behind a shelf. With a swift motion, he retrieves it from the floor and slips it into his pants pocket. "Found it." he says, offering it to you with a mischievous grin, fully embracing the spontaneity of the situation.

"What you doing?" you giggle, playfully approaching him. "Give it back to me."

With a mischievous smile dancing on his lips, he leans in closer to you. "No," he whispers teasingly, before turning towards the door and opening it. "After you, sorella." He gestures for you to go ahead.

You walk ahead, your steps deliberate yet filled with a timidly sway, aware of his eyes on you as you lead the way back to the dining room. As you enter the room, you feel the gaze of the others on you, their curious and knowing glances only adding to the charged atmosphere. The dinner conversation continues, but you can't help but feel a heightened awareness of Cardinal Copia's presence beside you.

As you take your seat, you feel his leg brushing against yours under the table, a subtle touch that sends a shiver of anticipation through you. You quickly react, nudging your leg into his, creating a small distance between the two of you.

As the dessert is served and everyone begins to eat, you reach for the spoon placed beside your plate. Just as you're about to take a bite, you feel Cardinal Copia's hand gently caressing your thigh under the table. A surge of anticipation rushes through you, you turn your face towards him, a subtle smile playing on his lips. You discreetly shake your head, signaling for him to be cautious, not wanting anyone else at the table to notice. Cardinal Copia meets your gaze, his eyes twinkling with mischief, and a mischievous grin on his lips, he responds by gradually parting your legs with his hand.

Your heart skips a beat as his hand reaches your inner thighs. Your breathing becomes labored as you feel his fingers brush against your slick folds, slowly stroking up and down the length of your moistened slit. The air in the room seems to thicken, and you can hear your heart beating in your ears. With a conscious effort to compose yourself, you lean back in your chair, trying to regain your composure and divert your attention to the dessert before you. Taking a bite, you savor the flavors, using it as a distraction from the lingering touch.

"Enjoying the dessert, sorella?" Cardinal Copia asks you, a subtle hint of a smile playing on your lips. "I'm definetely loving mine, is delicious."

You nod as you feel his fingers getting close to your clit. You let out a small squeak, you swiftly reach for the wine glass on the table, taking a sip and hoping to divert any attention away from the subtle moment between you two. His fingers continues to tease you, circling your clit. He rest his fingers around it giving a gentle squeeze.

"I need to fuck you so bad." he whispers in your ear, his voice husky with desire. You open your eyes and meet his gaze.

"Cardinal!" you exclaim in a whisper.

Reluctantly you pull his hand away from between your legs. He gives a disappointed look, but doesn't argue. Instead, he slides his fingers again between your legs, sliding one finger inside of you begin to slowly move it in and out.

"What is the problem, dolce? Don't want me to fuck you?" he whispers while he circle his finger inside of you.

He slides a second finger inside of you, you gasp as he begging to pump his fingers in and out of you, pushing your hips to meet his thrusts.

"N- no... I do... Please don't do it here, Cardinal." You whisper.

"Brava ragazza..." he whispers, his voice laced with a tempting allure.

He pulls his fingers out, and licks them clean. You release a deep sigh, trying to regain your composure and shift your attention back to your half-eaten dessert, but just as you start to eat, he places his fingers back inside of you, causing you to involuntarily arch your back in response.

"Is everything ok?" Terzo's fiancée asks you making everyone turning their gaze in your direction.

"Y- yes," you stammer, "I was just stretching my back."

Cardinal Copia starts to slide his fingers faster and harder. You can feel your orgasm building quickly, you need release, you need to cum. He slips another finger inside of you, stretching you wider than before. You whimper and try to concentrate on the conversation going on around you, but you can't focus on anything else except the pleasure coursing through your body.

As he finish his dessert, he takes your leg and rest it on his lap, looking down, you can see the bulge on his pant, you reach down and rub it through his pants, feeling how hard he is. You look up at him with your pleading eyes. He nods moving his fingers faster and deeper, curling them so he can reach the right spot inside of you.

"Please... make me cum." You whisper, feeling your whole body trembling.

He nods, and his movements becomes more intense as he keeps thrusting his fingers inside of you. With his thumb, he starts rubbing your clit, you're so close to cumming, you can feel it building up inside of you. You feel his fingers curl even tighter inside you and suddenly you explode, you press your lips together containing a loud whine, you close your legs, squeezing it, your walls contracting around his fingers. You feel your legs trembling, almost collapsing back on your seat, trying not to paint, you turn your gaze to him, seeing him smiling proudly.

"Why don't you go ahead and finish your dessert now, sorella?" he pull out his fingers, discretely, licking them clean. "I already finished mine."

"You really enjoyed this, didn't you?" you asks in a whisper, seeing him nod his head.

You pick up your dessert spoon, slowly savoring each bite, relishing the sweet flavors that dance on your tongue. As you indulge in the decadent treat, you steal glances at Cardinal Copia, his gaze fixed on you.

As the dinner comes to an end, the time comes for you and Cardinal Copia to make your exit. The others at the table rise from their seats. As you stand, Cardinal Copia extends his hand to you, with a graceful nod, you accept his offering, intertwining your arm with his. Together, you step away from the table, your movements filled with a sense of purpose and anticipation. The others watch in silence, their gazes filled with intrigue and speculation.

"How was the dessert?" Terzo asks in a sincere, happy tone. "Mia bella principessa, was the one who cooked it."

"It was amazing, really tasty, sì?" Cardinal Copia chuckles softly. "This dinner has been quite... satisfying, sì sorella?"

"Yes. It was amazing, really... good." You manage to answer.

"I hope we can do it more times." Primo says in a warm voice.

"Hopefully, it will be in times where the Mr. Show runner, will not put our heads on a sale with some theatrical drama." Secondo replies, taking a deep breath.

Primo chuckles resting his hand on Secondo's shoulder. "Enough old man, let them rest now." He says guiding Secondo to the front door.

"Old man!? Who are you calling as old?" Secondo inquire, leaving through the door with Primo.

"Thank you for having us today, fratello." Cardinal Copia says. "It was a pleasure to meet you, cara." He reaches for the hand of Terzo's fiancée, pressing a kiss on the back of her hand.

"Prendila con calma, Cardinale, hai già la tua ragazza!" Terzo says in a playful tone.

"Stai zitto, Terzo." Cardinal casts a sidelong glance at Terzo.

"Thank you for the dinner." You smile gently.

As you and Cardinal Copia leave Terzo's papal apartment, the night envelops you in its velvety embrace. The hallway echoes with the soft sounds of your footsteps, the only audible reminder of your presence in this sinful place. Side by side, you walk in comfortable silence, the intimate moments shared at the dinner still lingering in your thoughts. With each passing moment, the tension between you and Cardinal Copia builds, a magnetic pull drawing you closer. The unspoken words hang in the air, their weight palpable as you navigate the dimly lit corridors.

You climbed the stairs side by side, and as you approach your respective door, a flicker of hesitation momentarily halts your steps. The desire to prolong this connection, to savor the night's intoxication, lingers in the air like a delicate whisper.

"Eh... Did you enjoy your night, cara?" he asks, with his gaze locked with yours.

"I did. It was amazing Cardinal, I really loved it. Thank you for inviting me." You smiled at him.

A silent understanding passing between you, without a word, he reaches out, his fingers grazing the side of your face. The intensity in his eyes mirrors the fire that burns within you. In a moment of unrestrained passion, he pulls you into his arms, his lips claiming yours in a hungry kiss. The world around you fades into insignificance as the depth of your connection becomes the only reality. Breathless and yearning for more, you break away reluctantly.

"Good night, Cardinal." You murmur, slowly pulling away from him.

"Good night, sorella." He reaches for your hand, pressing a soft kiss on the back of it.

You reach out and grasp the doorknob of your dormitory room, stealing one last glance at him before opening it. A warm smile spreads across his face, and you respond with a wave. With a mixture of excitement and nostalgia, you turn the doorknob and step into your room, closing the door behind you. The air inside is filled with the lingering memories of passion, a tapestry of sensations and emotions that refuse to fade away. As you reflect on the night's events, you can't help but realize that your feelings for Cardinal Copia have deepened, transcending mere infatuation. Love has taken root within your heart, and the thought of future encounters fills you with a delicious anticipation. The night may have ended, but the connection you share continues to thrive, becoming a testament to the depth of your affection for one another.

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Grammar ⸻

Buonasera., sorella - good night, sister Sembri... affascinante - you look amazing Sì - yes / right Molto bene - very good Cara - dear Amore - love Finally, ecco che arriva il Cardinale! Pensavamo che, proprio come nostro fratello, ci avresti fatto aspettare. Lui è sempre in ritardo - finally, here comes the Cardinal! We thought that, just like our brother, you would keep us waiting. He is always late Oh, fantastico! Ha portato l'assistente! - ah great! he brought the assistant! Mantieni la calma, Secondo. Sai che arriverà presto. - Keep calm, Secondo. He will be here soon. Sono calmo! Sono solo impaziente! Siamo qui- - I am calm! I'm just impatient! We are here- Siamo qui solo da 5 minuti. Non è un grosso problema. - We've only been here 5 minutes. It is not a big deal. Per favore, perdonate mio fratello. - Please, forgive my brother Mi scuso, tutti. Mi scuso per avervi fatto aspettare - I apologize, everyone. I apologize for keeping you waiting Lui deve scusarsi. Comincia con le scuse, sto aspettando di sentire le tue incredibili giustificazioni. - He has to apologise. Start with an apology, I'm waiting to hear your incredible justifications. Siediti - sit La ragazza più bella di tutto il ministero - The prettiest girl in the whole ministry Sono onorato dalla tua fiducia, Terzo. - I am honored by your trust, Terzo. Speriamo di poter soddisfare i tuoi desideri - We hope we can fulfill your wishes Faremo tutto il possibile per realizzarlo, ma la scelta del nuovo Papa non dipende da noi. - We will do everything possible to make it happen, but the choice of the new Papa does not depend on us Grazie - thank you Mia bella peccatrice - my pretty sinner Mi fai impazzire - you drive me wild Solo un po... - just a little Cazzo - fuck Mi dispiace - I'm sorry Per favore - Please Merda - shit Dolce - sweet Brava ragazza - Good girl Mia bella principessa - my beuatiful princess Prendila con calma, Cardinale, hai già la tua ragazza - Take it easy, Cardinal, you already have your girl Stai zitto - shut up

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ladyjaneasherr · 10 days

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New!!

February 21st, 1967. Beautiful Jane Asher in Fifth Avenue, New York, February 21st 1967. Asher was on tour with the Bristol Old Vic Theatre.

Picture 1 and picture 2 ( a new release plus my colourisation) and picture 3: 📸Harry Benson/Daily Express/Hulton Archive/Getty Images.

Picture 4 to 8 Date Book magazine scans from my lovely friend Vio that has allowed me to use! July 1967 issue.

Jane’s here!

DATEBOOK MAKES THE NEW YORK SCENE WITH JANE ASHER. Braving New York's traffic.

The girlfriend of an old friend of ours came to town recently and we showed her a bit of the Big City. When Jane Asher was performing with the Bristol Old Vic in New York, we lunched with her and took her to a pop-art dinner party on her last night in town.

When we picked her up for lunch she was wearing a bulky, horizontal-striped fur coat she had bought the day before. "Red fox?" we asked. "That's what you're supposed to think,"she said. "But it's really opossum!"*

We had lunch in the Italian restaurant in the hotel (Gorham) in which she stayed—it was across the street from the theater. We talked about everything-her acting plans (to do Shaw's "Arms And The Man" when she got back to London), Paul's plans (to write and direct a movie in which she will star—a short experimental film, that is), Paul (she'd just had a letter from him in which he told her that he'd had the whole London Symphony improvising), her refusal to sign up for more than one movie , at a time ("no long-term contracts for me"'), her interest in pop art ("I'm really fascinated by artists like Lichtenstein and Andy Warhol. My brother Peter has a gallery, in London, you know.") We chatted away about New York she think's she loves it, but it will take more time to be certain), George and Patti (she wonders if they'll some day go to live permanently in India), Beatle fans at her performances ("It's so marvelous to see them react to Romeo and Juliet as if it were a contemporary story. Many really don't know how it all ends and they sob and laugh so naturally.")

Jane talked about Paul unseltconsciously when his name came up naturally in the conversation— and it did now and then since we discussed pop music and all the personalities in it. But, the subject of her relationship with Paul did not come up. And we decided not to bring it up since it was obviously a personal matter which she felt was not in order.

(Jane said a New York newspaper interviewed her and then made up a quote "Paul is not exactly my Romeo'' and used it as the headline, although it had nothing at all to do with the interview.)

What's Jane Asher really like?

She's much more beautiful than her pictures would lead you to expect. Her hair is a marvelous orange-red and her skin a milky white. She has delicate features and a lovely Puckish grin which breaks into a wide smile very often. She's shy-but she knows exactly what she wants and is strong enough to fight for it.

Jane was very eager to meet some of the top pop artists and we invited her to a gallery opening, party and dinner the following Saturday night.

She accepted and a few nights later, bedecked in her red minidress, her red coat and her red hair, she made the artscene with us. Jane impressed everybody with her glowing beauty, her quiet intelligence, her gentle humor and her real interest in the world around her.

By this time, we knew for sure why our London friend was so involved with her!

When we said goodbye back at her hotel, we wished her a pleasant tour (she was to leave the next day) and we asked her to give our regards to Paul. She told us to be sure to look her up in London next time we were there.

Gentle Jane waved goodbye to us as the elevator doors closed. Her next stop was to be California and then Denver, where a big surprise would be awaiting her. Turn page for the big surprise.

#jane asher #the beatles #60s #beatles girls #actress #lady jane asher #something about jane asher #model #beatles women #redhead #red hair #1967 #beatles girl #explore page

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aradiyatoys · 6 months

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🎉 [NEW PATTERN RELEASE] 🎉

Get your travel backpacks ready, today we’re heading to the Secret Garden! 🏡

In the heart of the Mini Kingdom 👑 lies the enchanting Secret Garden, nestled beside a dense forest 🌳 and sprawling meadow. Here, the diligent Gardener 👨🏻‍🌾 tends to vibrant blooms, nurturing delicate flower bulbs into magnificent blossoms.

Within the garden, a symphony of colors dances in the gentle breeze. Graceful Iris, elegant Tulips, and regal Peonies bloom amidst verdant foliage. A whimsical Garden Gnome, adorned with a hat of exquisite flowers, watches over the garden, protecting its treasures.

Glittering Ladybugs 🐞 flit among the blooms, pollinating the flowers as they create a tapestry of beauty and wonder. As the sun sets, the Secret Garden remains a sanctuary of serenity, a hidden gem waiting to be discovered by those who dare to wander off the beaten path.

Secret Garden – the flower-themed set of toys from the ‘Mini Kingdom’ collection. This pattern describes how to create the following seven toys: Gardener, Flower Bulb, Peony, Iris, Tulip, Garden Gnome and Ladybug.

It’s been a little over 4 months since I released my previous pattern, and today I’m happy to show you what I’ve been working on since the beginning of this year! 😍 Flowers have always held a special place in my Mini Kingdom collection, and coming back to creating them brings me immense joy, especially during this wonderfully warm and blossoming spring season! Welcome to the enchanting Secret Garden! 🥰

The pattern is already available in English, German, French, Spanish, Portuguese, Italian, Dutch here -> https://etsy.me/43MMC7Q 🤗

I’m very thankful to incredibly talented girls: Celine, Isa, MJ, Clarissa, Sabrina, Roberta, Sarah, Gwendoline, Magda and Lyubov! 💛💙

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symphonybracket · 1 year

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YouTube Links: Saint-Saëns 3, Mendelssohn 4

Comments:

Saint-Saëns 3

the use of the pipe organ is exceptional

Mendelssohn 4

The last movement is just so good, the vibes are so fun

Thank you to @nastywizard for alerting me to the fact they used Mendelssohn 4 in the 12 Dancing Princesses Barbie movie:

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[Video Description: clip from the movie The 12 Dancing Princesses showing a dance number to Mendelssohn 4 /end VD]

#Saint-Saëns #Mendelssohn #round 2 #Spotify

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maaarine · 2 months

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(with despair) heal me Felix!

Felix Mendelssohn: Symphony No. 4 In A Major, Op. 90, MWV N 16 - "Italian"

#paavo jarvi #felix mendelssohn #music

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supercantaloupe · 1 month

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i collected your music recs into a playlist (it's my sasha's classical music bangers playlist now) and i am actually currently listening to it again because i really like most of them :) i am once again asking for recommendations but this time without the 10 minute limit. go hogwild my friend

hi jack i love you im so glad you enjoy my recommendations so far. sorry i didn't answer this earlier last weekend i had migraines. this is my second try at writing this the first time it started with a long explanation about symphonic form and then my tab crashed and it got deleted which i'm taking as a sign to just shut up and get onto listing pieces instead of yapping on

anyway here are some more pieces i really like

dvorak symphonies no. 8 and no. 9 "from the new world". 9 is my favorite symphony ever but 8 is also probably in my top 5

beethoven symphonies. just all of them. 8 is my favorite but they're all good

haydn symphonies no. 100 "military", no. 103 "drumroll", and no. 4 "london"

william grant still symphonies no. 1 "afro-american" and no. 2 "song of a new race". grant still is a really wonderful black american composer from the early 20th century i love his work

saint-saens symphony no. 3 "organ". listen to this with good headphones or ideally in person to have your tits blasted off with that organ solo it's so fucking good

schumann symphonies no. 3 and 4. i used to be a schumann hater but tbh these ones really grew on me

schubert symphony no. 3. his other ones are good too but this is my favorite

tchaikovsky symphony no. 1 "winter daydreams". this is my fave tchaikovsky symphony but i think most people like his later ones better

amy beach symphony in e minor "gaelic"

mendelssohn symphony no. 4 "italian"

this is a lot and it's only symphonies this isn't even all the symphonies i thought of just some of my favorites and a few lesser known/underated ones thrown in there too for fun. like comment and subscribe if you want even more titles of classical music pieces thrown at you with reckless abandon

#i can even do other genres next time like concerti or suites #mm ballet suites. mm concerti #sasha answers #ask meme #sleepover saturday #<- CLOSE ENOUGH #domesticatedanimals #also note that i would not call these all bangers...some of the individual movements definitely are #but symphonies are multimovement works and contrast is important even when the work doesn't strictly follow conventional symphony form #but. i think all the ones i listed do. i love the conventional symphony form die mad about it idk #ive been studying this shit for five solid years at this point so sorry for all of this

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rikeijo · 7 months

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Today's translation #569

Yuri!!! on CONCERT pamphlet, Symphony no. 9

Matsushiba Taku commentary

Beethoven: Symphony no. 9, 2nd Movement "Advent" - Genesis Edition -

Part 4.

Back to what I was talking about before - when we were debating writing lyrics for Symphony no. 9, I was hesitant to give it lyrics in Japanese. It would be something similar to writing new lyrics for "Kimi ga yo" [Japan's national anthem, but the lyrics are a 10th century waka poem] - an extremely offensive thing to do.

And then, because Ode to Joy has lyrics in German, we decided to give the 2nd Movement German lyrics, too - I asked Horiuchi Takaaki-san, who understands very well the relationship between music and words, and knows German very well to write the lyrics for me. As it was the case of the CD recording, for this concert, too, I entrusted the choir and pronunciation to Horiuchi-san.

In "Yuri!!! on ICE" music, we hear lyrics in Latin, Italian, English and German - four foreign languages. Five, if we include the fictional foreign language in "Terra Incognita". I'm really impressed, how international the music is.

When we had the lyrics, the image of the music crystalized. The work on this piece started from that place, where the music team was at loss about what to do with it, so when it was finished, we saw some deep emotions and some tears. It wasn't featured in the anime in that many scenes, so at the concert, we will give our best to show you the founding of a country.

You will have a chance to hear Komeda-san's track live, so please experience the "doon!!" sound with your own body. This piece is really huge, so I think you will able to experience the feeling as if an enormous destroyer ship just appeared in front of your eyes. Please, enjoy all our resources [that is the size of the orchestra].

#yuri on ice #yoi translations #yuri on ice translation

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kiyomarus · 5 months

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"He is half my soul, as the poets say."

Hi! I'm kiyomarus!

You can call me either Anni or Kei. Maybe even just Kiyomarus if it works better! I was born in America, but I am technically a full Filipino! more simplified: [ 🇵🇭 (born in 🇺🇸) ] I'm bisexual and agender, so pronouns don't matter. I speak English and I'm out to learn Italian! I understand Tagalog, but I don't speak it fluently.

"I am made of memories."

I am a(n):

-novel writer -ISTP-A -traditional artist -theater kid -professional procrastinator -HUGE nerd

I absolutely love:

--Voltron: The Legendary Defender -> Favorite character: Lance Mcclain --EPIC the Musical -> Favorite saga: Ocean Saga --Rick Riordan's books (PJO, HOO, MCGA, TOA) -> I'm a child of Poseidon! (Dionysus legacy) --Mario Kart / Mario Superstar -> Main: Waluigi --The Deathcast series -> Favorite book: The First to Die At the End --Yaelokre !! -> Favorite song: Hartebeest --Writing books + making covers of them -> I WILL rant to you if you would like

I'm known for:

--Artistry in my elementary school -> I made posters and even our school mascot --Competitive swimming -> If you know me, please pretend you didn't. --Voice acting -> This was for previous Danganronpa fan games. -->None of them have been released with me in it, so don't go looking. --My extremely old fanfiction! -> My Wattpad is atrocious and so are the comissions I took of my classmates.

"Philtatos," Achilles replied, sharply. Most beloved.”

Books that I am currently working on:

Symphonic Verse:

A Demigod’s Symphony: (Series) 1. The White Lightning 2. Of Athens and Sparta 3. Ichor of the Gods 4. A New Segment in Life

-> My Chaos in Death: A Zagreus Philia Story -> Symphonic Imperfection

A New Pledge to Victory: (Trilogy) 1. The Recollection of the Symphony 2. The Athenian Acropolis 3. The Rise of the Demigods

The Ghost King: (Trilogy) 1. Stone of Metal 2. Legend of Vengeance 3. Goodbye Sweet Mirage

-> Outcasts of the Outcasted

Escapism Duology:

Adriana’s Escapism: A Trial to the Future The Veil of the Forest

Soul Haven Duology:

We Were On the Run But No One Stopped Us Two Souls Yet One Haven

Lancaster Duology:

The Eye of the Underworld The Blood of Our Nightmares

No Series Books:

Agents of Angels The Forbidden Library Gilded in Gold

"Name one hero who was happy."

Thanks for looking :)

#anni rants #intro post #introduction #introductory post

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Symphony of date No. 10

Sawamura Daichi x Reader

Part 2

Plot : What's the best feeling you ever had ?? 4 times reader felt like having best feelings but one time, she was sure that this is the best feeling that she will cherish forever. A/N : Images are not mine. Credits to the owner. Likes, Comments and re-blogs are appreciated. Please don't steal my work. Enjoy ;) Warnings - English is my second language.

Master List

So, there you were, on your 10th date with Daichi, arriving fashionably late by 11 minutes (who's keeping tabs, right?). Well, apparently you are, marking each date on your secret calendar with red hearts and circles. It's like your own undercover mission!

You dressed up in that cute floral chiffon sundress, paired with your favorite handbag, feeling like a vision of elegance and grace. You were secretly hoping that this time Daichi would beat you to it. But, as luck would have it, he was the early bird of this romantic duo.

Then, the moment of intrigue arrived - you found Daichi, scrolling through Instagram, a habit he swore off. "Aha, someone's smitten," you teased him, watching him swoon over the photos from your past dates. Daichi, caught in the act, blushed like a ripe tomato.

In a sweet and almost cinematic move, he stood up and pulled your chair out, proving that chivalry was not yet extinct. You couldn't help but give him a little theatrical swoon and quip, "Thanks, Ichi, and they say chivalry is dead." You added a sly grin for that extra touch of charm.

The scene was set at a cozy, candlelit Italian restaurant, the kind of place where romance and dreams intertwine. The mood was perfect, and the world seemed to slow down, allowing you to savor each moment with Daichi.

The date was a feast for the senses. The garlic bread was like a fragrant invitation, the pasta dish a creamy delight, and the chocolate lava cake was, well, pure dessert heaven.

However, Daichi's behavior was intriguing and mysterious. He appeared a tad jittery, like he was drifting into a world of his own, and it left you puzzled. Was this the moment when he'd break the news? Your heart raced with curiosity.

Unable to hold back your inquisitive spirit any longer, you took a deep breath and decided to broach the subject. "Daichi," you began, "I've noticed something different in our recent dates. Is there something on your mind?"

Daichi snapped out of his daze, looking genuinely surprised. He cleared his throat, his eyes locking onto yours, and your heart felt like it skipped a beat. This had to be the moment of truth, right?

But Daichi had other plans. "I'm sorry, (Y/N)," he confessed, "I've been lost in thought, trying to find the right words."

Your heart sank - you were convinced this was the preamble to a heartbreaking revelation.

But then, Daichi took a deep breath and, with newfound determination, said, "I've been reflecting on our time together, and it's been nothing short of magical. You mean the world to me, and every second with you is a treasure."

There was tension in the air, but with another deep breath, Daichi mustered the courage to declare, "I want more than these wonderful dates, (Y/N). I want to make this official. Will you be my girlfriend?"

Your eyes widened, and your heart soared. It wasn't a breakup; it was a love declaration! Relief and euphoria washed over you like a dreamy, sun-kissed ocean.

Without a moment's hesitation, you beamed at Daichi and replied, "Yes, Daichi, I'd love to be your girlfriend."

Daichi's face lit up like a constellation of stars, and he reached across the table to take your hand. The confusion of the day seemed to evaporate as you shared a dreamy, heartfelt moment, relieved and ecstatic about your newfound commitment.

The night continued with laughter, warmth, and the shared dreams of your future. It was undeniable that you were stepping into a thrilling new chapter of your relationship, where dreams and reality merged into a beautiful love story yet to be written.

With every passing moment, you realized that this could be the prelude to something magnificent, and that perhaps, the best feeling was yet to come.

V- Chan's Dilly Dally

Finally part 2 came. Next part will be sooner than this and I would do my best to complete this series before October, as won't be able to write in next 2.5 months due to my exams.

I'll do my best to update you guys with short drabbles and incorrect quotes.

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Disney Dreamland - Part 4: Fantasyland

(I had already posted about Mysteryland previously, which retroactively makes it Part 3. So we're moving on to the next part.)

Quite possibly the largest of the five lands, probably even beating out my mega-Adventureland.

Small World Gardens

Located behind Small World, this sprawling area would transition into Storybook Town Square. Flower arrangements inspired by Keukenhof in the Netherlands. Similar to Paris’s Fantasyland, there would be a couple rivers running through the garden with lovely bridges to cross over them.

Dumbo the Flying Elephant : The Masquerade Circus could be positioned near the Mysteryland/Fantasyland border so that the back of the tents could serve as a backdrop for the Dumbo ride, which would have its own little area in the gardens. I was at a loss on where else to place this ride, but I stubbornly wanted to include it as it is currently the only attraction to be found in all 6 existing castle parks and I didn't want to break that streak.

"Casey Jr. Circus Train": Doesn't have to specifically be Dumbo-themed, I just really want a cute novelty train to wind through the garden, with cute bridges to pass over the walkways and rivers.

“Swan Boats”: Paddle boats. I say “swan boats” but they don’t have to be just swans, but could also resemble other birds such as ducks, geese, and flamingos.

Symphony Gazebo: A gazebo in the garden for a live band to play classical music.

“Windmill snack stand”: I saw a picture of the Old Mill in Paris and thought it looked so charming. German pretzels.

Storybook Town Square

The town follows in the footsteps of Ananheim’s 1983 overhaul with each building having its own unique look. Would feature a fluid mix of Bavarian and British architecture. The Bavarian half of the town on the west contains “Pinocchio Square” and the theater. The British half on the east contains Peter Pan, Little Nemo (even though Nemo is American), and Mr. Toad. A large fountain stands in the center. Cobblestones would pave the ground. I want this area to evoke the feeling of Paris’s Fantasyland as well as Efteling in the Netherlands .

Pinocchio’s Daring Escape: Focuses more on escaping Pleasure Island. The only other thing I would change is have all the sets and animatronics appear to be carved out of wood, and have real clothes on the animatronics, for a more high-quality “hand made” look, the implication being the entire ride is a life-sized puppet show. The ride building along with the toy shop and restaurant form a smaller “Pinocchio Square”, which would include a smaller fountain with a statue of Pinocchio.

Geppetto’s Toy Shop: Would feature regular retail plush toys, as well as old fashioned toys like wooden marionettes and wind-ups, as well as cuckoo clocks. Christmas ornaments can also be purchased here.

Pinocchio’s Pizza Place: Italian cuisine. Basically the Pinocchio Village Haus in Orlando, but with an alliterative name, and also some of the pizzas have toppings decorated to look like Pinocchio smiley faces. Quick service.

Once Upon a Time Theatre: Hosts live indoor stage shows. While any show with Disney musical medleys is fine, I would much prefer original shows of rarely-featured stories, such as the other tales from the 1001 Arabian Nights, or a stage version of Disney's Return to Oz (which I personally love better as an Oz adaptation than MGM's movie; 2013's Oz the Great and Powerful was meh). Building design would be modeled after the new Fantasyland Forest Theatre in Tokyo.

“German restaurant”: Table service.

Flight to Neverland: Would utilize the best aspects from each version of the ride. For example, I love that Shanghai’s queue is themed to a London park (Kensington Gardens?), and the chimneys in Paris’s loading dock blow smoke. The building facade would definitely have a functioning clock tower, in homage to Big Ben, but designed to fit with the small town aesthetic. The name change is simply because I feel like guests actually take on the role of the Darling children more than they do Peter.

Little Nemo in Slumberland: Little Nemo may not be a Disney IP, but it has such rich and vibrant imagery, I think it could work really well as a Disney ride. Not to mention it’s in the public domain, so there shouldn’t be any legal issues. In many ways it’s very similar to Peter Pan’s Flight, so maybe it could also help balance the wait times between the two rides. Guests take on the role of Nemo and ride flying beds (or at least, benches that look like beds, with a headboard and a footboard) that soar out the bedroom window. What follows are awe-inspiring, almost surreal, scenes of Slumberland. Things start to distort and become chaotic as the dream turns into a nightmare. Before anything too awful happens, guests “wake up” back in Nemo’s bedroom while the voice of Nemo’s mother scolds us for eating before bed. For visual reference, I recommend the Osamu Dezaki pilot film that was created during the movie’s development, though I obviously wouldn’t put the giant Sauron eye in the ride.

Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride: Orlando’s former double-track ride, but with Anaheim’s building exterior. I never got to experience this ride and I really want to.

Ever After Castle

Here it is, the traditional centerpiece of all Disney parks, now the centerpiece of Fantasyland instead. I personally think of most Disney castles as tall but not wide. This castle would be slightly different from the traditional Disney castle by taking up more ground space. I hate to sound blasphemous, but for this castle I’m thinking of something similar to Shrek’s Far Far Away Castle in Universal Singapore but with more detailed ornate decorations like Paris’ castle, and the outer walls slightly covered in ivy vines for a more inviting, homely look. It would also stand on top of an elevated foundation, surrounded by a moat. There would be a large courtyard in front of the main castle building, with the carousel placed in the center of it. The gift shop and the meet-and-greet are each placed on either the west or east side of the courtyard. The north of the courtyard would feature the restaurant on the ground floor, the entrance to the underground boat ride, and stairs to the second floor attraction.

Cinderella’s Carriage Carrousel: Regarding the visual design, I want it to look like the pumpkin carriage turned into a carousel. The canopy could include fiber optic fairy dust that lights up at night.

Be Our Guest Restaurant: French cuisine. I really like Tokyo’s Beauty and the Beast ride and would love to import it, but I respect the OLC’s exclusivity rights too much. I wondered if I could make it a combination ride and restaurant where each table is a ride vehicle, but I worried that would cause motion sickness which is a big no-no for a restaurant. At the very least, for my version I would love to have animatronics perform “Be Our Guest” every 30 minutes or so. Also, perhaps every hour, Belle and Beast performers would come out onto the dance floor and invite guests to waltz with them. Hot Take: The Grey Stuff is very obviously a savory food as it is clearly presented on a tray of hors d'oeuvres in the movie. But since the version currently offered in the parks has been imprinted in fans’ minds I think it’s best to offer two versions: Savory (chicken liver pate) as an appetizer and Sweet (cookies and cream) as a dessert.

Royal Meet-and-Greet: I personally do not care much for meet and greets, but for the people that do, here you can meet the Princesses, some of the Princes, as well as non-Princesses such as Giselle, Esmeralda, and TinkerBell.

Kingdom Treasures gift shop: Based on the Tokyo shop of the same name.

Crystal Caverns Canal: Boat ride underneath the castle. My first idea for this ride was basically Voyage to the Crystal Grotto from Shanghai, if all the character statues were built out of crystals and mosaic tiles. Then I realized, there’s probably too much IP already in the land, so I think there could be an original story about the crystals being a source of magic for the kingdom, and have scenes of wizards and fairies harvesting the crystals and creating experiments with them. Sort of a “tour of the workshop” kind of ride. I’m thinking of something with the same vibes as Dreamflight in Efteling.

Merlin’s Library / Yen Sid’s Library: Located on the second floor of the castle. Originally I wanted a ride in a similar vein to Symbolica in Efteling, but with a story like that of Mystic Manor in Hong Kong. Then I wondered if it would be feasible to have a ride in the second story, so I’m also okay with this being a walkthrough attraction. I feel either wizard could work here. Merlin is the more well-known wizard, but Yen Sid is easier to create an original backstory for. The basic gist of the attraction is you wander around a library with little vignettes of magical items operating on their own; a quill pen writing by itself, a large spell book turning its own pages, floating books sorting themselves on the shelves, etc. There could even be some interactive elements, such as paintings that change, or opening a book can project a scene “coming to life” and “escaping” the book.

Fairytale Gardens: Walkthrough garden. There would be lovely little vignettes scattered throughout, including Snow White’s wishing well, a giant beanstalk, and The Sword in the Stone placed in a little alcove in the castle’s outer wall. This would be outside the courtyard. Maybe off to the side, to the west, wrapping around the outer castle wall, next to Shadowland Forest.

Shadowland Forest

Inspired by the Black Forest of Germany, this area features spookier attractions. West of the castle, shares the border with Mysteryland and the Gravity Falls area. There would be plenty of fir, spruce, and pine trees to make it feel like an actual forest, maybe even hide some of the attractions from view.

Snow White’s Scary Adventures : Building facade would include the Evil Queen peeking out her window. I would place the building nearest to Storybook Town Square, at the edge of the forest.

“Gingerbread Factory Tour” : Based on my twisted Hansel and Gretel dark ride idea. Guests are given a tour of gingerbread golems at work (something like Tim Burton’s version of Wonka’s factory if it were more surreal and set in 1800s Germany), then are chased through obstacles, such as lollipop blades swinging from the walls, and peppermint stick darts, by Hansel and Gretel themselves. They’ve been very distrustful of adults after their parents abandoned them in the woods, and after the witch held them captive. They deem the guests harmless, and let them go but warn them to never come back.

Candy Carnival shop: The ride would exit into a shop themed to a candy carnival safe haven that Hansel and Gretel built for children lost in the woods. Would feature gingerbread treats and a nice selection of old-fashioned candies and German sweets. Guests can also watch bakers and candymakers at work. (Despite the name, there are no actual rides here, just animatronic decorations.)

Dragon Mountain: I wanted a unique “Mountain” ride, much like how the Matterhorn and Everest are unique to their parks. And dragons are cool. Originally this was going to be based on Maleficent, but now I’m leaning more towards an original story. And to put a neat spin on things, instead of a fire-breathing dragon, it would be a wintery ice dragon! I would also love it if the dragon was not portrayed as a mindless, violent beast hoarding treasure, but a parent protecting their child from intruders.

I initially wanted a sub-land recreating Halloween Town (with a spooky "Scare-ousel") but I felt Fantasyland was already overrun with too many IPs (and seven carousels is enough for one park), so here an area is set aside for seasonal Nightmare Before Christmas or Villains themed events, leaving the Haunted Mansion free during the holidays.

Disney Dreamland Railroad Fantasyland station: Styled after the ruins of a medieval castle. Located on the edge of the forest near Ever After Castle, next to the entrance to Winter Village.

Wonderland

East of the castle, on the border with Create-It-Land. While there would be plenty of natural green, there would also be an abundant mix of giant pink, purple, and turquoise “wildlife”, as seen in the initial scrapped concept art for Tokyo’s expansion. Giant mushrooms in place of benches, trees decorated with misleading signs, lamp posts that look like giant flowers. March Hare would definitely be included as a walk-around character alongside Hatter and Alice. People often forget the tea party took place at the Hare’s and mistakenly believe Hatter to be the host, and I will not stand for this March Hare erasure. I would also have plenty of card soldiers roaming around, “patrolling” the area.

Down the Rabbit-Hole: An upside-down funhouse with wonky mirrors, and trick doors galore! A hall of doors in the end would lead into the maze. I was thinking there could probably also be a madhouse ride portion where guests can experience the room actually turning upside down; inspired by Villa Volta in Efteling.

Wonderland Maze: As much as I like the Alice in Wonderland ride in Anaheim, I personally feel that Wonderland is a world that is best experienced up close and at your own pace, which a maze perfectly embodies. While the maze would obviously be themed to classic animated Alice like the Paris version, it would have different environments, like Shanghai’s Tim Burton version. First half of the maze would be a forest-like environment with giant plants and singing flowers. Second half would have rose bushes, fancy iron fences, and carved stone walls and statues for the Queen of Heart’s castle area. There would be a handful of tiny doors scattered throughout that guests can crawl through as shortcuts. Among the character statues scattered around the maze, I really want to include the Mock-Turtle and Gryphon, based on their designs from the Jell-O commercial, perhaps on a sandy beach shore by a small fountain / pond.

House of Cards Banquet Hall: Inspired by the Queen of Hearts Banquet Hall in Tokyo. Would follow the same eccentric and colorful design scheme, but I want it to look like a stone castle made out of cards. Definitely would have lovely stained glass windows. Desserts include Royal Heart Tarts. They could also come in souvenir cups and plates like the ones found in Tokyo.

Mad Tea Party: Would have a canopy roof to protect from the weather and direct sunlight, but I also wouldn’t mind a stained-glass version. Or even a canopy made of trees. Teacup designs would be a mix of various patterns from all versions (except Orlando’s, I do not care for the zigzag scribbles). Would also include the giant teapot with the Dormouse in the center. To help with queue waits, I’d even have two ride systems, much like how Orlando doubled their Dumbo ride. One could even be themed to the Hatter while the other to the March Hare.

March Hare’s tea shop: Would have the same building design as March Hare Refreshments in Paris. Would sell several varieties of tea, Unbirthday Cake, and macarons. Could also feature a long table with interactive tea things to play with, like Shanghai does at the end of its maze, and plenty of fancy chairs for photo-ops.

Mad Hatter’s hat shop: Hats, Mickey ears, and other headgear. To match the March Hare’s chimney ears, this building would resemble a large top hat. Would also feature hat racks for photo-ops, like Shanghai does at the end of its maze.

100 Acre Wood

East of Town Square, on the border with Create-It-Land. A tiny little area with tall trees providing shade, a lovely little Poohsticks Bridge over a small river, and a cozy corner for a meet-and-greet with Pooh and friends.

Winnie the Pooh and the Blustery Day: Basically the same as Pooh’s Hunny Hunt in Tokyo, which includes the giant book facade, and the same level of crafted detail and technical marvel throughout the ride, but with scenes added for the “rain, rain, rain”, and Pooh’s hero party as the ending. I would also use Anaheim’s zany color scheme for the Heffalumps and Woozles room with some added special effects for even more zaniness. The ride’s name change is just to both set it apart from the other versions, and because I realized with the exception of Pooh stuck in the honey tree, all the iconic scenes in the ride come from Blustery Day.

Pooh Corner gift shop: Also utilizes the same English cottage look as Tokyo’s.

Hunny Smackerels snack stand: Hunny Pot cupcakes, honeycomb, honey ice cream, and a separate cart for honey popcorn in lovely Pooh-shaped popcorn buckets. It would be really cute if the stand is actually inside a giant tree trunk, with a dutch door counter window for guests to order from.

The next three sub-lands would be behind Ever After Castle, outside the perimeter of the railroad tracks border. The entrance to Winter Village is between Shadowland Forest and the castle, while the entrance to Encanto Valley is between Wonderland and the castle. Mermaid Lagoon is directly behind the castle, between the other two sub-lands and only accessible through them. Small mountains would form berms for each sub-land. For reference, think of how Grizzly Gulch, Mystic Point, and Toy Story Land are arranged in Hong Kong.

Winter Village

Inspired by my Narnia theme park concept. This entire mini-land would be indoors, to have air-conditioning to sell the illusion of winter, and to preserve the artificial winter setup from the real-life elements outdoors. This mini-land would be round (roughly) so that the glass ceiling that lets in natural light can have a hexagonal snowflake design. At night time there’d be projections of Northern Lights. NOT Frozen themed. It’s a cute movie and all, but far overstayed its welcome before it was even released on DVD. Village would be a mix of Russian and Scandinavian architecture. Can be used for a Santa Claus meet-and-greet during Christmas.

Enchanted Snow Palace: The planned but never built ride based on Hans Christian Andersen’s Snow Queen. The concept art looks leagues better than the final product of Frozen Ever After.

“Winter Sleigh Ride”: Ride through winter scenery in sleighs pulled by reindeer. Technically a dark ride, since the entire subland is indoors, but feels like an outdoor ride.

"Snowball Arcade": I really wanted something to simulate snowball fights, but without the chaos and mess. Here, guests can throw snowballs at targets to win plush prizes.

"Russian cafe": Russian pastries and snacks

"Ice skating rink": Free if you bring your own skates.

Mermaid Lagoon

A scaled-down version of the land in Tokyo DisneySea, without the playground and kiddie rides. Like DisneySea, it would have a lovely seashell castle facade, with the attractions indoors. Unlike DisneySea, there would be a small lake in front with a ship restaurant docked on it.

“Under the Sea”: NOT a retelling of the movie, but instead an original story that would take place some time pre-movie. Follows Ariel on one of her outings as she explores the sea looking for new treasures to add to her collection. Final scene could be of Ariel in her grotto after completing her latest trip, but feeling unsatisfied as she wistfully looks at her collection, while instrumentals for “Part Of Your World” softly play in the background.

King Triton’s Concert Hall: Just like the one in Tokyo DisneySea, this would be a 360 degree show with Ariel “swimming” in midair above the audience, a giant animatronic Triton, performer puppets of Flounder and Sebastian, and other mixed special effects.

Undersea Carousel: Fish carousel. Underwater lighting effects and blows bubbles as it spins.

Ariel’s Grotto gift shop

Ship restaurant: Mediterranean seafood. I mean, it’s on a human ship that’s not technically in Triton’s Kingdom, so I think this gets a pass for serving fish. It could even be themed to Chef Louis for a laugh.

“Nighttime Water Show”: Just spitballing an idea, maybe the lagoon could also be used for a nighttime water show a la Fantasmic / World of Color. The viewing area could be across the lagoon from Triton’s castle; the lights of Triton’s castle would coordinate with the show.

Encanto Valley

A lovely recreation of the valley, with Casita and a little village area for shops and Colombian dining, and plenty of lush greenery.

La Casa Madrigal: I really like @rrdcooc’s idea for Casita as a walkthrough attraction! It’s so cool! Especially the ideas for Pepa and Luisa's rooms. I wouldn’t change much, aside from adding a few extra touches, such as an interactive flower wall in Isabela’s room that mimics guests’ silhouettes (like Daniel Rozin's "Mechanical Mirrors"), and maybe a couple themed flat rides to add capacity, such as a flowery swing spinner ride in Isabela’s room, and a tiny jungle animal carousel in Antonio’s room. In Dolores's room, guests can see sound waves (like that Magic School Bus episode), and Camilo's room can contain "mirrors" with different character models that mimic guests' movements in real time (like VTuber avatars). Also includes a gift shop selling “homemade” fashions and plush toys by Mirabel.

“Magic Realism Art Exhibit”: While I think the final movie is perfect, I would have loved it if Casita more closely resembled its concept art, which leaned much more heavily into magic realism. This attraction would be a walkthrough art exhibit full of giant optical illusion paintings that guests can pose in for photo-ops. For reference, I’m recalling the Trick Eye Museum, a temporary art exhibit I went to years ago in Hong Kong.

Encanto Sing-Along: I’m not always a huge fan of the “book report” shows they do in the Parks, but in this case, most of Encanto’s songs are so specific to the story that removing them from the context of the movie wouldn't work (especially in the case of fan favorite “We Don’t Talk About Bruno”). The stage can also be used for original Colombian performances, as well as from neighboring Latin American countries.

Julieta’s Arepas: Food cart. These arepas may not heal you, but they’re magically delicious!

Arabian Oasis (scrapped)

Before Encanto was released and became one of my favorite recent movies, my initial idea was to put in an Aladdin-themed area. Not an exact recreation of Agrabah, more like a broad strokes version of Agrabah in the same manner as Arabian Coast in Tokyo DisneySea.

Magic Carpet Ride: A suspension ride in a similar manner as Peter Pan’s Flight, using the carpet vehicles. Fly through the Agrabah marketplace, over the desert, and above the clouds. Ride music features instrumentals from “A Whole New World”.

Scheherazade’s Tales From the 1001 Nights: Stage show.

Flavors of Agrabah: Arabian / Middle-Eastern cuisine

Cave of Wonders gift shop: I think the theming is appropriate considering guests are exchanging money for goods and not stealing them (ideally).

Other parts:

World Galleria

Adventureland

Mysteryland

Create-It-Land

Discoveryland

#disney parks #disney dreamland #armchair imagineering #fantasyland #alice in wonderland #winnie the pooh #little mermaid #encanto #theme park design

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Chapter 4 A date to remember

Pairings: Jensen and Saamiya, (OFC),

Summary: Jensen and Saamiya share a wonderful night together, they end up getting a bit more comfortable with each other.

Once they arrived at a local Italian restaurant, the hostess sensed their connection and discreetly led them to a secluded corner table. The restaurant exuded an ambiance rivaling enchanting fairy tales, with walls bathed in candlelight and an air carrying the savory promise of culinary delights. This was the place Sam had heard whispers of, a haven of flavor and charm.

As they settled into their seats, Sam's heart danced with anticipation. The table boasted a flickering candle, casting a warm glow that harmonized with their growing connection. Jensen, grinning warmly with intrigue dancing in his eyes, sat across from her, creating an elegant and romantic tableau.

Sam's eyes scanned the menu, soft light casting a warm glow on her features as she glanced up at Jensen. "This place has quite the ambiance. And I've heard their pasta is exceptional."

Jensen's grin mirrored her excitement. "Yes, I've heard the same. I'm a huge fan of Italian food, so I'm really looking forward to it."

Their words hung in the air, a blend of anticipation and the promise of a delightful meal. A moment later, the waiter approached their table, his professional smile matching the restaurant's charm.

“Good evening, folks. Can I start you off with something to drink?” He handed them a drink menu, his gaze shifting between the two, awaiting their orders.

“I'll have a glass of red wine, please,” Sam said, meeting the waiter's gaze with a smile.

“And I'll go with the same, thanks,” Jensen added.

He nodded and collected their menus, disappearing with a promise to fetch their drinks. As seconds passed, Jensen and Saamiya's eyes returned to the menu before them, a culinary world of possibilities awaiting exploration.

“Wow, so many amazing dishes here,” Sam remarked.

Jensen chuckled slightly. “Indeed, it's almost a challenge to decide.”

“I know, right? But that spaghetti bowl… It's calling my name.” Her mouth watered as she gazed at the photo.

Jensen followed her gesture, his eyes landing on the dish in question. “Oh, goodness, you might be onto something there. That looks incredible.”

Their waiter returned with their drinks, orchestrating the service with quiet precision. He placed the drinks accordingly. “Are you two ready to order, or do you need a bit more time?”

They shared a glance, their unspoken understanding evident.

“We're ready, actually,” Sam said, smiling at the waiter.

Jensen ordered first, his voice carrying an air of certainty. “I'll have the lasagna, please.”

With a smile, Saamiya followed suit. ”And I'll have the spaghetti carbonara bowl, please.”

The waiter jotted down their orders with practiced ease, his smile warm and appreciative. “Excellent choices. Your dishes will be on their way shortly.”

As the waiter retreated, leaving them to their shared anticipation, Jensen raised his glass, the candlelight flickering on the reflective surface. ”Cheers to a fantastic evening ahead.”

Sam's eyes twinkled as she raised her own glass, the delicate bubbles in her sparkling water dancing in the candlelight. “Cheers!”

Their glasses met in a delicate symphony, their cheerful clink resonating with the shared anticipation hanging in the air – a prelude to a night that promised laughter, stolen glances, and the dawn of a beautiful connection. With each sip of their drinks, their conversation flowed as effortlessly as a gentle river, weaving through tales of their childhoods, the passions that stirred their souls, and the cherished books that had left indelible marks on their hearts.

“So, Saamiya, tell me something quirky about yourself that I don’t know.”

Sam laughed, “Well, besides photography, I have a secret talent. I can mimic different accents quite well, especially British and French. But I promise I won't embarrass you by breaking into an accent right here.”

“Now that's intriguing. I might have to hear that someday. And speaking of talents, I'm a bit of a closet magician. Card tricks and all.”

She looked at him skeptically, “Oh, really? Are you going to pull a rabbit out of your pocket next?”

“If only I could. But no rabbits tonight, I promise. Just some good old sleight of hand.”

Later, after they'd enjoyed their meal and were savoring dessert, Sam took a bite of her tiramisu and put her hand to her lips. “Oh my gosh, this tiramisu is amazing. You have to try a bite.”

“Well, if it's a recommendation from you, how can I resist?” He smiled and took his fork to her dessert for a bite.”

As Jensen took a bite, Saamiya watched him with a grin. “So, did it live up to the hype?”

Jensen nodded, “Oh, absolutely. I think I've found a new dessert favorite.”

Throughout the meal, their eyes met frequently, and they exchanged smiles and knowing looks.

“You know, Saamiya, I have to admit, this has been one of the most enjoyable evenings I've had in a long time,” Jensen said, sitting back to let his meal settle.

She blushed, “I feel the same way, Jensen. It's been really wonderful getting to know you.”

He reached across the table to hold her hand. “And I hope this is just the beginning. There's something about you that's incredibly captivating.”

“I have to agree. I've felt so comfortable around you, like I've known you for much longer than just this morning.”

They continued talking, their conversation growing more intimate as the evening progressed. As the night went on, they shared more personal stories, their laughter filling the air. As the restaurant began to close, Jensen offered his arm to Saamiya, and they walked out into the moonlit night.

“You know, the night isn't over yet. How about we take a stroll in the park nearby?”

She looked up at him, “I'd love that.”

Hand in hand, they walked through the park, the gentle breeze and the sound of their laughter creating a magical atmosphere.

Jensen paused and turned to look at her. “Saamiya, I feel like we've connected in a way I didn't expect. Would it be too forward if I said I'd really like to see you again?”

Her heart danced at the thought. “Jensen, it's not too forward at all. In fact, I was hoping you'd say that. I'd love to see you again too.”

Leaning slightly closer, his eyes locked onto her ruby-red lips, drawn by an irresistible magnetic force. He could feel the electricity in the air, a palpable tension that seemed to tangle their heartbeats. He bent down, his movements almost cautious, his lips meeting hers in a moment that held the weight of anticipation.

Their lips brushed against each other, and in that fleeting touch, time seemed to stand still. A rush of sensations surged through them – a spark that ignited something deeper, an unspoken promise that whispered of a connection that defied words.

For that brief moment, their lips lingered, as if savoring the sensation before they pulled away, the space between them now charged with newfound awareness. Jensen's gaze bore into hers, a reflection of the emotions swirling within him. In the lingering silence, their eyes locked, their unspoken understanding enveloping them like a delicate embrace.

They resumed their walk, side by side, their steps falling into an easy rhythm that mirrored the rhythm of their conversation. The park's path stretched out before them, illuminated by the gentle glow of moonlight filtering through the trees. With every step, their shoulders brushed against each other, a subtle contact that felt more deliberate than accidental.

Jensen's laughter blended harmoniously with Saamiya's, filling the night air with a melody of shared stories and genuine amusement. Stolen glances passed between them, each looking a silent acknowledgment of the connection that was growing stronger by the second. Their words flowed effortlessly, weaving a tapestry of memories and dreams that only seemed to tighten the bond between them.

As they continued to walk, Saamiya felt a sense of comfort she hadn't experienced before. It was as if Jensen's presence brought with it a feeling of belonging, a reassurance that she was exactly where she was meant to be. She found herself sharing stories that she had never shared with anyone else, the vulnerability between them feeling like a bridge to something deeper.

Jensen, too, felt the walls around his heart slowly crumbling, replaced by an openness he had rarely allowed himself to experience. With Saamiya, he felt seen, understood, and appreciated for who he truly was. He found himself sharing his aspirations and fears with a level of honesty he hadn't expected. And as for Saamiya, she felt a connection stronger than ever before and hoped that her father’s interference would not break what she longed for.

As the night carried on, the moon high above, their steps grew a little slower, as if reluctant to let the evening end. The laughter continued, punctuated by moments of comfortable silence where their glances said more than words ever could. The night was a canvas upon which their connection painted a beautiful picture, each brushstroke a shared memory, each color a new emotion discovered.

Finally, they arrived at a bench nestled beside a tranquil pond, its still waters capturing the moon's ethereal glow. The surroundings seemed to hush in reverence as Jensen and Saamiya settled onto the bench, their connection and the night's enchantment swirling around them.

Jensen leaned into Sam’s ear and whispered to her. “This view is something else.”

“It's like a scene from a dream or a Hallmark movie,” she whispered back.

They sat in quiet awe, their hands resting side by side on the bench. The water's surface shimmered with the moon's reflection, creating a tapestry of silver and black. Nature's orchestra of frogs and other nocturnal creatures serenaded them, a gentle background melody that only enhanced the magic of the moment.

As they listened to the symphony of the night, their words seemed to find their own rhythm, no longer rushed but unhurried and sincere. The pauses between their conversation felt as significant as the words themselves – a shared appreciation of the beauty around them and the connection between their hearts.

“You know, moments like these make me believe in the extraordinary.”

“There's a certain enchantment in the quiet moments, isn't there?”

They watched as a gentle breeze danced across the pond's surface, causing ripples that seemed to echo the emotions stirring within them. The night had a way of casting a tender spell, inviting them to be present, to cherish the stillness, and to find comfort in the unspoken understanding between them.

Jensen softly broke the silence. “Saamiya, there's something about tonight that feels so different. It's like the universe conspired to bring us together, right here, right now.”

“I couldn't agree more. It's as if the stars themselves aligned to create this moment between us.”

The air seemed charged with an energy that was uniquely theirs, a shared secret that only they were privy to. The bench that supported them felt like a haven, a space where time stretched and the world faded into the background, leaving only them and the night that cradled them.

“You know, Saamiya, the way we've connected tonight… It's a rarity. And I'm eager to see where this journey leads us.”

Her heart fluttered, “I share that eagerness, Jensen. There's a depth to our connection that's taken me by surprise in the most wonderful way. I felt it the minute you walked into the studio this morning.”

They exchanged a look that held unspoken promises, a silent agreement to explore what this newfound connection could become. As the night continued its graceful descent, they knew that even as the evening drew to a close, their story was only beginning.

Jensen stood up and offered a hand for her to take, “Shall we start heading back?”

She accepted his gesture and stood up, nodding in agreement. “Yes, but the night we've shared will stay with me.”

With a final lingering gaze at the pond, they rose from the bench, their hands brushing against each other as they stood. The moonlight seemed to linger in their eyes, a reflection of the magic that had enveloped them.

“Shall we?” he said as he offered his arm.

Looping her arm through his, “Let's go.”

And as they walked back, arm in arm, the echoes of their shared laughter, the stolen glances, and the serenity of the night accompanied them, a melody etched into their hearts as a reminder of the beautiful beginning they had found together.

Walking into her apartment, Jensen felt its warm embrace, its walls illuminated by strategically placed lamps creating an ambiance of comfort. Sam's photography adorned the space, telling a story. The evening light filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle, inviting glow.

As they entered her apartment, Saamiya smiled warmly. “Welcome to my humble abode. It's small but perfect for me and close to everything I need.”

He looked around, “It's lovely. Just like you.”

Sam blushed, “You're too kind. Would you like anything to drink?” She asked, placing her pocketbook on the desk next to her keys.

“Water would be fine, thank you,” he said, smiling as he sat down on the sofa she had indicated.

“I’ll be right back.” She headed over to the kitchen and opened the fridge for two bottled waters. Turning back to look at him, sitting on her couch, she couldn’t believe what was happening. Her heart fluttered, and she felt a warmth inside that was indescribable.

“Here, you go. Nice and cold.” She sat down next to him and handed him a bottle.

“You know, Saamiya, I have to say, spending time with you tonight has been nothing short of magical.”

“I couldn't agree more, Jensen. It's like the universe conspired to bring us together.”

“I don't want the night to end.”

Sam matched his closeness. “Neither do I.”

Their gazes locked, an unspoken understanding blossoming between them.

“Saamiya, I'd love to see you again. Soon.”

Smiling, her eyes shining. “I'd really like that, Jensen.”

They grew closer together, and hesitant for a moment, Jensen then leaned in to kiss her cheek. “Until next time?”

Feeling her own heart race, she placed a delicate kiss on his cheek. “Until next time.”

Soon after, Jensen reluctantly stood up to leave, their hands lingering in a brief, meaningful touch.

“Goodnight, Saamiya.”

“Goodnight, Jensen. Thank you for tonight. It's been amazing.”

Jensen smiled and nodded in agreement, then left. As Saamiya closed the door behind him, she leaned against it with a contented sigh as the night wrapped up in a quiet enchantment. Saamiya then went over to the picturesque window and looked down to see Jensen getting into his car. He looked up with one last glance and waved to her; she waved back with a soft smile playing on her lips. “Until next time, handsome.”

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