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[pgfone]

Giornate di un certo livello.

[freddos616]

wilmon endgame they said. this will be great they said.

[pseudaisthishh]

Character development check✨:

Το γύρισα σε φρεντο εσπρέσο σκέτο

[deathshallbenomore]

visto il clima che mi voleva morta mi sentivo più in the terror che in una narrazione di melville ma chiaramente dovevo acquistare (frugando tra i libri a un prezzo onesto e non da rapina a mano armata) un libro del mio amico herman durante la mia gita a new york

[balaclavacharles]

@ScuderiaFerrari: Closing an intense Saturday in P2!

Well done ❤️👊

[aequitaes]

[rainbowbeanstyles]

that kid has a better phone than me

[earanie]

tornata a casa alle 22, domani 8.30 devo essere a mezz'ora da casa per fare una roba che è 300 volte più grande di me, con istruzioni che più che dubbie sono dubbissime.

[umi-no-onnanoko]

100 domande curiose

1. Libro preferito?

2. Autore preferito?

3. Poesia preferita?

4. Ti piace scrivere?

5. Ti piace leggere?

6. Disegni?

7. Ti piace l'arte?

8. Sei mai stato/a ad un museo?

9. Artista preferito?

10. Film preferito?

11. Attore/attrice preferito/a?

12. Regista preferito?

13. Colonna sonora preferita?

14. Saga preferita?

15. Personaggio preferito di Harry Potter?

16. Personaggio preferito di un libro?

17. Personaggio preferito di un film?

18. Serie tv preferita?

19. Canzone preferita?

20. Cantante preferito/a?

21. Band preferita?

22. Hai mai scritto una canzone?

23. Hai mai scritto una lettera a mano?

24. Hai mai ricevuto una lettera scritta a mano?

25. La pazzia più grande che hai fatto?

26. Ti piacciono le sorprese?

27. La sorpresa migliore che hai ricevuto?

28. La sorpresa più bella che hai fatto?

29. Quale pianeta visiteresti?

30. Preferiresti essere una sirena o una fata?

31. Quale decade preferisci?

32. Sei una persona creativa?

33. Quale lavoro vorresti esistesse?

34. Quali animali vorresti si unisserero per dare vita ad una nuova specie?

35. Pic nic al mare o in montagna?

36. Ti piace il teatro?

37. Hai mai visto un balletto?

38. Sei mai stato/a ad un concerto?

39. Hai mai cantato in pubblico?

40. Hai mai ballato in pubblico?

41. Adotteresti un bambino?

42. Adotteresti un animale?

43. Moto o auto?

44. Preferisci nuotare o volare?

45. Quale personaggio Disney pensi di essere?

46. Quale villain Disney ti rappresenta?

47. Quale cultura ti affascina?

48. Se potessi condividere un senso (tatto, vista,olfatto, gusto,udito) con la tua anima gemella quale condivideresti?

49. Vampiro o licantropo?

50. Credi nella fiamma gemella?

51. Temporale o arcobaleno?

52. Musica classica o rock?

53. Ti piace recitare?

54. Hai mai suonato in pubblico?

55. Hai mai recitato in pubblico?

56. Sai leggere i silenzi?

57. Sai rispettare i silenzi?

58. Soffri il solletico?

59. Riesci a fare ridere gli altri?

60. Sai ascoltare?

61. Ti fidi?

62. Ti piace fare foto?

63. Sei fotogenico/a?

64. Musica in streaming, Spotify, CD o vinile?

65. Anime preferito?

66. Manga preferito?

67. Meglio i manga/anime di ieri o quelli di oggi?

68. Cartone animato preferito?

69. Il tuo cavallo di battaglia in cucina?

70. Il piatto che proprio non ti riesce?

71. Quale colore non sopporti?

72. Cosa non può mancare in casa tua?

73. Quale tua caratteristica vorresti avessero anche gli altri?

74. Cosa "rubesti" da un altra persona?

75. Come organizzeresti il primo appuntamento?

76. Come vorresti fosse il tuo prima appuntamento?

77. Faresti il primo passo?

78. Amicizia uno a uno o gruppo di amici?

79. Le parole che vorresti sentirti dire?

80. Cosa vorresti dire agli altri?

81. Credi nel destino?

82. Credi nella fortuna?

83. Pratichi la gratitudine?

84. Ti senti cambiato rispetto a 10 anni fa?

85. Cosa cambieresti di questi ultimi 10 anni?

86. Come ti vedi tra 10 anni?

87. La famiglia è solo quella di sangue?

88. Gli amici sono una seconda famiglia?

89. Si deve sempre perdonare chi si ama?

90. Cosa non ti perdoni?

91. Vorresti tornare bambino/a o diventare adulto/a?

92. Vorresti essere del sesso contrario al tuo?

93. Balletto preferito?

94. Ballerino/a preferito?

95. Conosci il messaggio dei fiori?

96. Giorno o notte ?

97. Alba o tramonto?

98. Freddo o caldo?

99. Sole o pioggia?

100. Scegli tu questa domanda

[pensieri-inlacrime]

Questo o quello?

(mandami un numero)

1. Cani o gatti?

2. Dolce o salato?

3. iOS o android?

4. Fotografare o farsi fotografare?

5. Alcolico o analcolico?

6. Pizza o sushi?

7. Coca-Cola o Pepsi?

8. Frutta o verdura?

9. Patatine o popcorn?

10. Ciliegie o fragole?

11. Film o serie TV?

12. Rock o pop?

13. Pianoforte o violino?

14. Vacanze in Italia o vacanze all'estero?

15. Letto o divano?

16. Pallavolo o basket?

17. Europa o America?

18. Pari o dispari?

19. Amicizia o amore?

20. Papà o mamma?

21. Telecinesi o telepatia?

22. Saper volare o invisibilità?

23. Baciare o essere baciati?

24. Sesso o amore?

25. Nero o bianco?

26. Rosso o blu?

27. Tacchi o scarpe da ginnastica?

28. Estate o inverno?

29. Tè caldo o tè freddo?

30. Tè al limone o tè alla pesca?

31. Sole o luna?

32. Spazio cosmico o profondità marine?

33. Mori o biondi?

34. Occhi chiari o scuri?

35. Ricci o lisci?

36. Doccia o vasca?

37. Acqua liscia o gassata?

38. Automobile o moto?

39. Aereo o treno?

40. Mareno montagna?

41. Pulire casa o cucinare?

42. Appartamento o villetta?

43. Figli maschi o figlie femmine?

44. Aglio o cipolla?

45. Medicina o omeopatia?

46. Italiano o matematica?

47. Inglese o spagnolo?

48. Bellezza o simpatía?

49. Cuore o cervello?

50. Walt Disney o Pixar?

51. Jasmine o Belle?

52. Laura Pausini o Elisa?

53. Tiziano Ferro o Marco Mengoni?

54. Cinema o teatro?

55. Cuffiette o cuffione?

56. Gonne o pantaloni?

57. Cravatta o papillon?

58. Instagram o Tik Tok?

59. Vaniglia o cioccolato?

60. Birra o vino?

61. Baci o abbracci?

62. Barba o pizzetto?

63. Condizionatore o ventilatore?

64. Stufa o termosifone?

65. Eurospin o Carrefour?

66. Nord o sud?

67. Est o ovest?

68. Pesce o carne?

69. Caffè dolce o amaro?

70. Cono o coppetta?

71. Capelli tinti o naturali?

72. Slip o boxer?

73. Penna o matita?

74. Ballo o canto?

75. Scrivere o disegnare?

76. Neve o pioggia?

77. Affitto o mutuo?

78. Cina o Giappone?

79. Sashimi o Carpaccio?

80. Tiramisù o profiteroles?

81. Casual o elegante?

82. Ristorante o fast food?

83. Pasta corta o lunga?

84. Harry Potter o LOTR?

85. Hunger games o Divergent?

86. Francia o Spagna?

87. Contanti o bancomat?

88. McDonald's o burger King?

89. Scacchi o dama?

90. Videogiochi o giochi in scatola?

91. Sport singoli o di squadra?

92. Ketchup o maionese?

93. Soldi o amore?

94. Batman o Superman?

95. Iron man o Captain America?

96. Bicicletta o monopattino?

97. Ansia o paura?

98. Sabato o domenica?

99. Bridgerton o stranger things?

100. _____ o _____? (Scegli tu)

[freddos616]

finding out francesca is gay is fine but finding out she might have comphet does break my heart a little.

[t3a-tan]

Romantic and Hopeless (3/?)

First / Previous / Next

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Ever since Oscar learned more about the truth of his soulmate's situation he had been doing nothing but thinking of how to help. He wasn't the type of person to sit back when someone was suffering so now he had been restless in his search for a solution. He thought about contacting the police, but he didn't want to break Rabbit’s trust.

So it all came down to him. He had been skipping school every day, spending his time searching online for whoever Zorro Ryker was. Thanks to it being a unique name it was easy to find results, but actually trying to figure out where his soulmate might be being held was a different story. In passing conversation she mentioned something about being underground, but that didn't really narrow the search.

He even spent money on some sketchy sites in order to get a hold of more information about the man… at first his results were pretty normal and uninteresting, but he noticed that by looking deeper into the darker sides of the internet, the name ‘Ryker’ appeared more often.

Zorro Ryker was a man who ran a launderette that was a surprisingly short distance away. At the same time, Ryker was a man with various connections on the dark web.

Isn't it a thing that launderettes are often a front for shadier businesses? He decided he would just go check it out, even though he was extremely nervous. The launderette was not open for 24 hours, and so he decided to wait for Sammy to say hello again to go inside, since that meant Ryker wasn't there.

He was eating at a place opposite the launderette, sitting at the window as he ate, occasionally glancing towards it.

“Hey, Fox.” There it was. Oscar's heart fluttered at the sound of her voice, feeling even more determined to go ahead with his plan. He doubted he would find her this easily, but at the very least he would get closer to doing so. Ryker might have left clues to her whereabouts after all.

Oscar glanced towards the launderette, seeing a man closing up. He fit the description of Ryker exactly, and Oscar's fist clenched at the sight. He looked away after a moment, to finish his food and to not call attention to himself.

“Hey yourself, Rabbit. Still holding up okay?” He asked as he clasped his hands together in his lap. I'm gonna get you out of there. I promise.

“Yeah. As much as I can anyway… How's your day been?” She asked back. For the past few days Oscar hadn't told her anything about his plan; not about his research or about skipping school.

“It's been alright. Mum hasn't gotten back yet, so… we'll see. Freddo came over to play some video games— he just headed out like…half an hour ago.” He responded, still not letting her in on the plan because it might just stress her out. He watched as a car pulled out from the street, seeing that Ryker was the one driving and that he was leaving fully.

I'll wait five more minutes.

He spoke to Sammy for a bit longer, before getting up from his stool and leaving the fast food place he had been waiting in, heading towards the launderette.

First, he was checking for security systems. This wasn't his first rodeo— when his mum went away for a long time when he was younger he had broken into a few Tesco Expresses at night for food. He scoped out the outside, mindful of cameras, before beginning to pick at the locked door towards the back of the shop.

Once he was in he laid low, just looking around for some kind of backroom where Ryker might be keeping information. After finding what seemed to be an office he entered, moving a bunch of books and papers around…. Until suddenly, the floor began to move.

Oscar yelped, stomach dropping as the part of the room he was standing on seemed to turn into an elevator, eyes wide with alarm. Oh god. Oh god. A secret elevator? Should I really go down?

He was nervous, mostly because of the mention that Ryker owned a gun, but he took a deep breath and stayed determined. I have to find something. She can't just stay there forever.

As the elevator arrived at its destination, Oscar walked out, looking around at the oddly high tech surroundings. It looked like…a lab. And not the meth kind. He looked around, using his phone flashlight to see and being careful not to make too much noise or leave much evidence that he had been there.

“Wait. I think he's back.” Oscar bristled as Rabbit's voice registered in his head, instinctively looking towards the elevator he came from…but it was still there. Open. Unless…she can hear me?

“Do you hear him, or see him?” He asked. No response came. She's worried she'll be heard. But is she actually here somewhere?

The lab was big, with multiple rooms, some of which were just full of files and papers, and another that had a lot of intimidating looking machines inside. He felt an odd sense of dread looking at all of it— there was something about the odd devices that felt almost alien. Some parts of them even seemed to glow in the darkness.

Most of what he tried to read was written in a language he couldn't understand, using a script he couldn't recognize. Maybe it's a cypher..? How paranoid is this guy? He sighed and threw the papers back down onto the table, continuing to look for clues.

Finally he found something that was written in English. He flipped to a random page, flicking through.

However, it's not usual that I get to have a full conversation with either of the children, so I'll take what I can get.

Children? Rabbit and her brother maybe? Oscar's gaze drifted upwards on the page to find the context.

Subject 2 has a surprising amount of agility; a finding that developed when I found him out of containment whilst I had left the lid off. He was afraid of delving further about his talents. A pity. After Subject 1 incurred her most recent injury, I notice he's been a lot more restless and anxious. Due to her infection I have been keeping them separate for now so she can heal in the best conditions, but I understand that humans are social creatures, and children especially so.

Oscar raised an eyebrow at the detached usage of the word ‘humans’, but ignored it and continued.

I allowed him some roaming under my supervision in the hopes that this would allow me to observe his agility properly and that it would cheer him up. Subject 2 is usually very quiet, clinging onto Subject 1 like a parasite, but it took a surprisingly short amount of time for him to start talking today. He told me that his favourite colour is purple, and even attempted to engage with me and ask my own. It didn't take much prompting for him to tell me why exactly purple was his favourite colour, recalling a memory from before. I was disturbed to hear that Subject 2 can no longer remember his own parent's faces. However, it's not usual that I get to have a full conversation with either of the children, so I'll take what I can get.

Reaching the part he had first read again, he paused before looking to the next page, continuing the journal entry with furrowed brows. Subject 2… Is that Rabbit's brother? This must have been written before he… He took a deep breath and continued.

It's times like these that my resolve feels the weakest. I find myself wondering; if I had just given up my research, what would they be doing now? Is what I want to achieve really worth it? It's been so long now that the fiery anger I felt and revenge I swore feels cold and ashen. I cannot stop now though. I've gone too far. I don't expect forgiveness, but I hope the children will one day make peace with what I've done. Tomorrow I believe Subject 1 can be taken off of antibiotics. She will recover, I can only hope it's swift so she and Subject 2 are not apart for too much longer. I should avoid speaking with him alone too much lest I become soft. Empathy is something the enemy lacks, and so I must too be devoid of it.

Oscar frowned as he closed the journal and set it back down where he found it. He's a bloody lunatic. Really, what situation could ever warrant kidnapping children? At least there was a hint of remorse, but Oscar couldn't fathom a sane man getting to that point in the first place. And what enemy is he even talking about?

He swallowed nervously but continued exploring the lab quietly. So far there was no sign of his soulmate.

He entered the next room, and his attention was immediately caught by something to the left of the room.

A singular glass enclosure sat on the table. Oscar slowly approached, curious to see what pet Ryker was keeping…only for his gaze to fall upon a tiny girl. She was protecting her eyes, and Oscar realised he was still pointing his phone flashlight directly at her so he lowered his phone down, mouth agape.

He could barely make out any of her features in the dark, but what little light his phone provided from it's new position told him that she had dark skin and darker hair that was cut messily to hang around her ears. At first she had been squinting against the light but as she took in his appearance her eyes suddenly widened and she scrambled back.

Is that…?

“Rabbit…” He breathed, still staring down at her from behind his sunglasses— which really weren't doing him any favours in this room. He took them off so he could see better, before crouching down to peer through the glass better. “Is…is that you?”

He received no response, but Oscar was more preoccupied with the surprise of seeing someone so small. After a few moments of staring, his soft green gaze trailing up and down her tiny form, he finally registered that he was only making the tiny girl, who may or may not be his soulmate, more nervous by the second. He bit his lip.

“Well… If you aren't her, I'm still not gonna leave you here with that monster. You'll be okay, I promise..! Not gonna hurt you…” He reached down, carefully removing the lid of the enclosure and setting it to the side. Then he began to reach into the box prison, only to pause when he saw the girl scramble back away from his hand in fear.

Is this really Rabbit? Surely Rabbit would know I'm not a threat?

“No no no— I'm here to help, see? I'm not…like that guy keeping you. My name is Oscar. I'm gonna get you out of here…” He was hesitant to actually grab or touch the tiny person whilst she seemed so afraid. As nervous as he was, and as much as he wanted to leave as soon as possible, he had no idea what this tiny person had been through…but if it was like Rabbit, then he could understand why she was so afraid.

“Shhh…come on. I can't stay here… I know you're scared, but that monster isn't going to touch you again. H-here uh…” He turned off his phone flashlight, bringing it into the enclosure so that it was flat beside her. “You can climb on this so I don't have to touch you? You'll have to go in my pocket though when we leave the building.���

Slowly, and clearly with a lot of willpower, she climbed onto the back of his phone. Oscar could see her shaking from here and his heart clenched with sympathy. He had no idea what this person had been through, but it must have been a lot for them to get so small. Is this really Rabbit? She's not saying anything… she could be in shock.

“Easy…” He lifted the phone slowly, bringing it towards his chest pocket and holding it steady. “Hop in, and then we can leave. It's gonna be okay… I'll help you.”

It felt like his heart was beating out of his chest with anxiety as he waited. Every second that passed could be a second that Ryker would return. So far, if this wasn't Rabbit, Oscar had seen no other sign of her or clues to her whereabouts.

He watched as the tiny girl slipped into his pocket, marvelling slightly at how she disappeared entirely within it. He turned his flashlight back on, putting on his sunglasses, and began to walk towards the elevator again.

“We're in the elevator now, okay? Almost out. I'll take you back to my place for now, but I promise I'll help you find a way to get back to normal.” He assured, fingers tapping anxiously at the front pockets of his jeans as he waited for the elevator to reach the launderette again.

He didn't lock the door behind him, simply focused on getting home so he could fully focus on and speak to the tiny person he had found. She understandably wasn't very talkative for now, but he hoped when she realised he was safe she would be more willing to speak. He still needed to find out if she was Rabbit or not.

The winter air was cold and Oscar shivered slightly before looking down at his pocket.

“I'm gonna put my jacket on, so it'll get dark, okay? Still not gonna hurt you…” He explained softly as he started zipping his jacket up. Hearing no protest he zipped it the rest of the way. “It’s gonna be okay. Almost home.”

He placed his hands into his jacket pockets, fidgeting anxiously with the seams inside as he walked, looking around every now and then, worried he was being followed by Ryker. Once he was certain that the monstrous man wasn't there at all he let out a sigh of relief, his breath visible in the cold evening air.

You're gonna be okay. I promise.

[goldshadows]

" no, i totally am. " she very obviously is not. with the world they live in, it's hard to find these things exciting now. " that was super interesting. "

"ah, yes. you sound awfully excited about it." even if he's a little disappointed in the lack of enthusiasm, he sends her a smile none-the-less. not everyone can find that kind of discovery about the paranormal interesting.

[aequitaes]

starter call for kaveh!

[angelap3]

Ecco i motivi per cui è bello essere Liguri: ❤

1. Avere mare e monti a distanza di 30 minuti, forse anche meno.

2. Non conoscere il concetto di nebbia.

3. La “focaccia” calda a tutte le ore.

4. La cucina ligure , che riesce ad essere ricca con quasi niente.

5. “Belìn”, questo nostro intercalare onesto, melodioso e mai volgare.

6. Le fessure blu cobalto del cielo tra le case dei “caruggi”. (I vicoli).

7. La colazione “alla ligure” con la “fugassa” (Focaccia) pucciata nel caffelatte.

8. Gli autobus che si inerpicano anche sulle strade più assurde.

9. Un gatto che scruta il mondo dalla fessura di una persiana verde.

10. Poter fare il bagno in mare ad ottobre come se fosse la cosa più normale del mondo.

11. Il “pesto”, che ci offendiamo se gli altri lo copiano, anche se sappiamo benissimo che oramai lo fanno cani e porci.

12. Salire in 10 minuti per "bricchi” (Montagne attorno alle nostre città ) e trovarsi fuori dal mondo.

13. Salire in 10 minuti per “bricchi” e trovarsi dentro una calda osteria.

14. I veri liguri....Quelli che “una parola è poco, ma due sono già troppe!"

15. I veri liguri , così “chiusi” e così grandi di cuore.

16. Sentire i nostri vecchi parlare in dialetto e riuscire a capire quello che dicono (più o meno).

17. Tirare fuori il cappotto dall’armadio solo poche settimane all’anno.

18. Prendere in giro i “padani” per le code che si devono sorbire in autostrada per raggiungerci.

19. La spruzzata di neve a gennaio che paralizza la città e fa subito chiudere le scuole di ogni ordine e grado nemmeno vivessimo al Polo Nord.

20. Il “mugugno”, (Lamentarsi) che almeno questo non costa nulla.

21. Il “mugugno” che è diventato il nostro sport preferito.

22. Il misto “torte di verdura” servito in trattoria.

23. La “farinata”..... semplicemente geniale!

24. Ammirare la città dall’alto quando si torna a casa con l’aereo.

25. Leggere 10 gradi sul termometro nelle mattine d’inverno e mugugnare che “fa freddo”.

26. Leggere 10 gradi sul termometro nelle mattine d’inverno, arrivare a 20 gradi a mezzogiorno, e mugugnare che “fa caldo”.

27. Trovarsi in qualunque punto della nostra città e pensare che viviamo nella città più bella del Mondo, anche quando per mille motivi ci fa “arraggià” (Arrabbiare)