#gaaah I'm still so embarrassed by that!

[notsodailycake]

Home is where Freddy is

Chapter 1

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Ok! New part and this time it's the right one XD

Tho for those who saw it already, welp I'm so sorry for that spoiler- but i still hope yall enjoy it 🥲

Also, the first panel is and most likely will be the one time i actually give Vanessa nails in the comic XD

Hands are hard man-

I dont have much else to say this time either, well i do, but i feel like it's best to leave it as it's separate post and not ruin the comic-

(Comic without dialog under cut)

Thanks for reading!!

[delaber]

The Ask Out (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Summary: After having finally plucked up the courage to approach the handsome stranger who’s been eyeing you for weeks, you’re disappointed when he doesn’t ask you out despite the signals you’ve been sending.

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Fluff fluff fluff

As you scan Bucky's handsome features for what feels like the millionth time tonight, you're trying to decide for yourself which category he falls under: 'not interested at all' or 'just really thick'.

...God, with the embarrassing way you've been making an ass of yourself, you sure hope it's the latter. To flirt so obviously only to find out he's not the least bit interested would be absolutely devastating, so you hope that he truly hasn't understood the signals of your batting eyelashes and the vigorous hair-flipping to the point where you have damn near given yourself whiplash. It's a stretch, but maybe he's even honestly mistaken your featherlight touches and prolonged eye contact for mere friendliness?

If you're unlucky, however, his unaffected behaviour is simply because he doesn't look at you that way - which would suck - and if you're really unlucky (and this is without a doubt the worst scenario you can think of) he's only keeping you pity-company because he's too polite to leave you alone in a crowded bar.

Gaaah!

The humiliating thought alone is enough to give you a stomachache, so you're hoping, hoping, hoping to dear God that he's just a little thick-headed...

"So, what are you doing this weekend?" you flirtily try asking him while seductively tilting your head to the side, hoping that if the suggestive words alone aren't enough, the vulnerable body language will put ideas into his head.

"No plans," Bucky shakes his head with a small, charming chuckle that thankfully seems genuine.

Silently, you conclude that he does seem to be enjoying himself even though he hasn't made any move at all to advance your conversation to more than just, well, conversation.

"How about you?" he continues, "doing anything fun?"

"Oh, I'm not doing anything either," you chuckle suggestively and wink at him but he doesn't take the bait and just smiles shyly at you before quickly emptying his beer bottle, clearly unsure of how to react to that.

"Bummer," he ends up shrugging and even though he's still smiling at you, you feel the last remnants of hope slip through your fingers.

To say you are disappointed is an understatement; Bucky is funny and sweet and very easy on the eye, but he's making it more and more obvious that he's only settling for a night in your company because the alternative is worse: drinking with his friend who's clearly only out for the night because he's on the prowl for some tail.

Fucking bummer, you think to yourself and is about to place him in the category marked 'not interested at all' when his smile goes all charming and crooked again. It makes you pause mid-thought and with a pounding heart, you wait to put the definitive label on him.

"Do you -" he hesitates for a moment and your breath hitches in your throat as you without thinking are about to blurt out that yes, you'd love to go out with him! But then he points towards the bartender over his shoulder,"- do you want another drink?"

Your heart immediately sinks back to the bottom of your stomach.

He might be enjoying your company but he's certainly not crushing on you as hard as you are crushing on him, so you shake your head no. "I should probably head home," you point over your shoulder in the opposite direction, "- I have an early shift tomorrow morning."

"Oh..." a disheartened look flashes over his features for a split second before effortlessly being replaced with a careful smile that makes you wonder what he really thinks of your turndown. "Okay," he nods respectfully without pushing you to stay although he does sound a bit despondent. You honestly cannot decipher him...

"I had a great time," you smile and softly bump your knee against his in one last attempt at showing him that you're interested in him.

"Me too," he nods and shifts a little in his seat, his eyes never leaving yours.

You can't quite figure out if your gesture is making him slightly uncomfortable or not, but at least he looks sincere as his blue irises start scanning your face.

Kiss me. Ask if you can see me again. Get my number. Anything!

But he's still just smiling softly, clearly unsure of what to do with himself.

Disappointment growing hot in your stomach when he keeps his silence, you move your knee away from his and step out of the booth. You know a lost cause when you see one, and Bucky clearly doesn't want to go out with you.

"Well, thank you for a lovely evening," you fight to put on a smile as you pull on your jacket.

"Yeah... thanks," he breathes and looks as if he isn't quite ready to let go of the night yet as he studies your every movement.

"I'll see you around, okay?"

"Yeah," he smiles again though it falls a little flat. "See you."

With one last look at his fidgeting hands, you turn on your heel and walk out the door, ready to leave this catastrophe of a wonderful night behind you. You really like him, and he'd made you feel so special...

"What a fucking disappointment," you give out a sigh as the cold night air hits your cheeks and you take a moment to just breathe as you overlook the almost empty street, deciding on walking home.

Fumbling for your gloves in the pockets of first your coat and next your bag, you realise that you must've left them inside, and with a slightly irritated huff, you push open the door behind you again, hoping you can avoid running in to the man who so brutally have just rejected you.

He's not in the booth anymore and you breathe a sigh of relief when you manage to fight your way through the crowds unnoticed and over to the lonely gloves lying atop of the leather seat, you'd only just occupied minutes earlier.

As you pocket them and zip up your jacket again, ready to get the hell home so you can forget all about tonight, you hear a familiar voice hissing in frustration from the bar and it makes you freeze in your tracks.

"I'm such a goddamn idiot!" Bucky is vexing and running his fingers over his face, obviously very angry with himself while his friend who'd introduced himself as Sam nods in agreement.

"Go after her," Sam says with a roll of his eyes. "Simple as that.”

"I can't go after her now?! I choked! It was embarrassing!" Bucky's hisses while his fingers once again roll down his face in frustration, "I cannot believe I fucking blew it!"

"Dude, you've been gawking at each other every time we come here," Sam sighs, "you didn't blow it - she clearly has a thing for bionic men," he smirks with a shrug.

"Ha-ha, very funny" Bucky says sourly, grinding his teeth without looking the least bit amused. "God, I need a whisky," he turns around to face the bartender and Sam seems to heave a deep breath as his eyes scan around the bar for someone else to introduce Bucky to.

He doesn't seem to find any of interest over at the tall tables nor on the dance floor, but when his eyes land on you by the booths, his lips spread wide. "Hey man," he elbows Bucky in the side, and you start walking over to them, more interested in the mystery that is Bucky Barnes than ever before. Seems like you mislabelled him after all...

Bucky turns around with a deadpan look on his face that disappears within the second as he locks eyes with you. Immediately, he straightens his back.

"Oh, hey," he breathes and runs a hand through his hair when you stop right in front of him, "you're back."

"Forgot my gloves," you cannot contain the smile that erupts on your face when he looks downright relieved to see you again.

"Yeah, yeah okay," his eyes wander down your entire frame, "have you checked over by the booth?"

"Got them," you nod your head and hold out the two pieces of leather for him to see. "I just came over because I wanted to say proper bye to you."

"Yeah?" He smiles broadly and swats Sam's arm away when his pointed elbow meets Bucky's ribcage. "Yeah, hey, uhm, listen," he licks his lips and looks suddenly nervous. It's cute. "I wanted to ask you if maybe you - uh - you wanna - uhm - do something this weekend maybe?" He exhales heavily, "...with me, I mean."

"Yeah!" you grin excitedly, "yeah, I'd love to do something this weekend," you chuckle happily and can't help but teasingly add a "- with you, I mean."

"Great!" he nods and looks a fifty-fifty mixture of proud and surprised, "yeah, great, can't wait!"

"Me neither," you chuckle, and he carefully joins in. "Good thing I forgot my gloves so you could finally ask me, huh?"

"Yeah - uhm - sorry about that," he awkwardly laughs and rubs his neck while his cheeks blush pink. "I wasn't sure if you wanted me to and I didn't want to make you uncomfortable..." he smiles shyly again and as your heart soars in your chest, you can finally place him under his proper categories: insanely cute, handsome, clever, flirty, sweet, but my god, really, really thick!

[plaindangan]

All Makoto wanted to do when he grew up was open a nice quiet coffee shop by the edge of town. And to his credit, he sorta did! But with all of his sexy employees hitting on him and every customer that walks in, the shop is anything but quiet

Disclaimer: R18 material! If not to your liking then please do not view!

A nice little quiet coffee shop...

Oh, if Makoto could only look back at his younger self and just shake his head at how much went awry.

Don't get him wrong - he loved doing what he does and made quite the killing as the central hub of the town for get togethers...but, well...

He had also had to deal with a lot of...interesting people as his regular customers.

"Heeeeeey, mind giving me some...extra cream~ I'd do it myself, but that's only for private matters, big boy~" said Miu, her flirty expressing contrasting, yet complimenting, her body being covered in machine oil and essentially dress in just a ruined bra and panties.

"Heeeeeeey, Mack!! Gimme a dozen donuts and I'll let ya cop a feel~" Akane said in both jogging shorts that barely covered her phat ass...and nothing but a small towel around her shoulders to cover her puffy, voluptuous, tits.

"Oh my, you truly know how to warm a girl's heart with your coffee...perhaps, after school I can come back to give you some tutoring?~ Chisa said flirtatiously, complete with opening up her dress shirt to give him a hint of cleavage.......only for her big boobs to pop out completely since it was already strained.

"D-damn it, what the Hell does he still see in her!!!!" sniffled out Kanon, wearing essentially a gyaru's attire that left her thong-clad doughy ass out and had her make-up running, before looking at Makoto after taking a sip of coffee. "...Say, you're cute wanna fuck my ass in the alleyway over?"

Yeaaaaaaaaaah, Makoto had his hands full...but! Surely, his employees were bett-oh, who was he kidding?

They were worse.

"H-hey, boss!! How do you fuck these croi-!!! Oh shit, sorry!! Find! Find these croissants! Fuck me!! GAAAH! I mean, not fuck me, fuck me! Just regular fuck me!! N-n-not that I want you to fuck me...I mean I kinda d-!!! SHIT!!! FUCK-!!!" Mukuro stuttered out, faced red in embarrassment and a bit of lust as she was looking at her cute boss all over. In her embarrassment, she ran out of the room...unaware that her pants had sagged enough to the point of showing off her freckled, plump, booty and camo panties in front of Makoto.

"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, I-I'm sooorrrryyy!! I-I thought my b-big, silky, u-udders would enhance the coffee!! Pl-please don't fire meeeee!! I'll do anythiiiing!! Y-you can even titfuck me, or use my ass as a stress toy, or, b-better yet!!! F-f-fuck me raw, right here and right now!!!! Just don't let me gooooooooo!!" said a crying Mikan after being caught using her own milk as a 'special ingredient' due to request from a particularly bully-esque customer. As if to prove she was serious, Mikan flipped up skirt - showing off her pantyless, bushy, pussy (which was already wet) and eager to be taken right now...in front of a lunch rush.

"Sigh, you look as if you need a break. Now, now, now - a brief nap will not harm your business, Master. Oh, forgive me. Force of habit. Anyways, Master Naegi, just lean back in your chair and all will be fine. I assure you, I'll get everything in order, the building will be spotless and you can enjoy some 'material' I made in the meantime. Just leave it all to me, Master!" vowed Kirumi as she left Makoto's office. As for the material? Why it was several sex tapes of Kirumi herself, riding a dildo and putting a vibrator to her wet folds while moaning 'Master Makoto's' name~

Yeah, so safe to say Makoto never knew what a 'quiet, peaceful,' coffee shop was like.

[axolotlsupremacyowo]

Get asked, idiot!!!

6: say three nice things about yourself (three physical and three non-physical).

10: what’s something you’re excited for?

18: do you still love stuffed animals?

25: what’s the best personal gift someone could give you (playlist, homemade card, etc.)

27: which character would you want to be?

30: what reminds you of home (doesn’t have to mean house… just things that remind you of the feeling of home)?

Love ya, Pancakes!!

NOOOOOO!! I GOT ASKED!!

Ok...let's go to this, shall we? XD

6: say three nice things about yourself (three physical and three non-physical).

Uhhh...hmm....

I would say no, but like, I feel like you'd murk me if I did XD

So, let's get this over with... *sigh*

You will have only three compliments. Sorry, but I'm not going to give myself six compliments XD

For physical, I like my hair, it's thick and slightly wavy and never looks too messy.

For non physical, I like how uhh...bubbly I am online, I guess? Online, I can strike up a conversation with anyone, and I really like that.

For my work, I like how I've improved, and like. When I first started, I was embarrassed writing people kiss. Now I can write people kissing just fine!

10: what’s something you’re excited for?

Klapollo Minibang and Klapollo Zine!! I am so excited for it!! I just...GAAAH! I want to pass out until May so I can join the Minibang server!! I'm just very impatient XD.

18: do you still love stuffed animals?

Answered this already! But yes, I do :3

25: what’s the best personal gift someone could give you (playlist, homemade card, etc.)

Honestly, anything based on my work. The idea that anyone can look at my work, and get inspired by it...that makes me incredibly happy. It's dumb, I know XD.

27: which character would you want to be?

Hmm...All my characters have trauma...so...none of them...? XD

30: what reminds you of home (doesn’t have to mean house… just things that remind you of the feeling of home)?

This is so dumb, but food. Whenever I eat familiar food, I feel like I'm back at home. And ok, this is gonna get cultural, but lesgo.

Ok so, here we have a fried donut called binangkal, and I eat it all the time in my hometown. In my uni town, they have a bakery that sells binangkal! I always feel at home when I eat that food.

Thanks so much for the asks, bestie!

[fluffymcu]

Hi this is quite quite unhelpful but I'm dying for some Tony x teen reader. Maybe with the reader being a mentee or something. I can't think of a exact scenario but the people in this community have started to severely neglect poor Tony 🥺🤣

It’s not unhelpful at all! I love Tony! And I completely agree there’s not enough Tony content anymore 😔😔😢

I’m a bit rusty but let’s give this a go!

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Tony was like a dad to you. After spending 2 years helping him at the compound after school and meeting all the avengers on the way, they became like your second family.

Your situation at home wasn’t exactly ideal. You never really went deep into that but let’s just say you enjoyed spending your time out of the house. So naturally you always looked forward to heading over to the compound to help Tony.

As the months went by, your relationship with Tony grew into a father-daughterly bond. And if course, Peter was like a brother to you, since you’d known each other since 4th grade.

You were currently on your break right now. Tony was in a meeting with the team so you had a couple of hours to yourself. You were scrolling on your phone while the tv played in the background. You had made yourself comfortable on the couch, bundled up in blankets.

You were the type of person to get pretty bored easily. Peter was out doing his evening swing around the city so it wasn’t long before you fell asleep, bathing in the warmth of your fuzzy blanket.

You don’t know how long you had slept but apparently you slept until the meeting had ended because you woke up to light chatter and a whiny Bucky.

“Ughh, Tonyy, get your kid off the couch, she’s been here ages. I wanna sit down.” He whined, softly kicking the foot of the couch to wake you up. You stirred softly and turned your body to snuggle the backrest. “Hey. Get up. Come on.” He said with an unimpressed face.

You groaned in annoyance and shrugged a shoulder at him. “Bug off. I’m sleeping.” Bucky rolled his eyes.

“I’ll sit on you.”

You turned and opened an eye to peek at him. “Don’t. You’re like 300 pounds.”

“Well, get up! There’s no space for anyone else. And for your information, I’m 225.” He deadpanned, beginning to poke at your belly until you’d move.

“Hehey!” You flinched harshly, letting out strangled squeaks since you realized you were pretty tucked in your blanket.

“Aww, you made yourself a little burrito and not you can’t get out; how fun.” Bucky teased with an un(apologetic smile, continuing to poke your belly.

“Aaah! Stop! Ihihit tihihickles!“ You laughed, wriggling in the blanket like a worm. “Gaaah! Buckyhyhy!”

“Tony come onnn, your kid’s being stubborn. She won’t get off the couch.” Bucky yelled, smirking at your giggles and poking at your sides, alternating spots to keep you guessing. You were still half asleep, making you laugh harder than you should be at the tickles, snorting and squealing every time bucky would poke you.

A moment later, Tony strolled in and took in the scene. “Kid, come on, Bucky likes his couch time. And plus, your break is over; back to work. Let’s go.” He said, waiting for you at the end of the couch.

Bucky still wasn’t letting up, but neither were you.

“Noho! You had a 3 hour long meeting and ended it right when I took a nap. Now you gotta wait on me until I finish.” You giggled, turning on your belly, hoping that would stop Bucky’s attack.

Tony raised an eyebrow at your smart reply and looked at Bucky. “Did you hear what I just did?” He asked.

“If I say yes, will you help get her of the couch?” Bucky asked. Tony sniffed and wordlessly walked over to your “sleeping” form and looked at you for a moment.

“Well, kid, if you wanna play it that way, I guess I can indulge in this little challenge you’ve gotten yourself into..” he shrugged, sitting and straddling your back, making you stiff up.

“H-hey, what are you doing?” You asked, wiggling a bit to try to get out. You should have tried to get out of the burrito when you had the chance!

“What do you mean?” He asked, digging his fingers on each of your sides, scratching at your ribs making you scream and flop around as much as you could. “I’m getting you off the couch.”

“Nohoho!! Tohohony plehehease!” You cried, pulling at your arms to get free but the more you tried, the more energy was zapped out of you. You couldn’t even kick your feet out since they were tucked in too!

“Gonna have to get rid of this…” Tony started, ripping the blanket off and technically freeing you, but quickly targeting under your arms. “Theeere we go, now we’re talkin.” He smirked.

You were screaming and kicking, finally able to turn around under him to fight him off. However you were already too weak to fight him with your whole strength, so he was easily able to keep the upper hand. “Well that was a mistake.” He shrugged, clawing his fingers and vibrating them into the middle of your belly. You arched your back with a scream and grabbed onto his hand in hopes of tearing it away.

“STOHOHOP TOHOHONY!!” You laughed, letting out tired giggles. “BUHUCKY HEHEHELP ME!!“

Bucky laughed loudly. “Are you kidding me? After you so politely told me to bug off and continue to hog the couch? Haha- you’re funny.” He chuckled, shaking his head. Tony chuckled along with him and lifted up your shirt. “Oh, what do we have here, Ms. Y/n?” He hummed, digging a finger into your belly button, making you arch your back with a high pitched squeal. “I see… an adorable little belly that’s hungry for raspberries.” He teased, scratching at your belly button relentlessly.

“PLEHEHEhehease dohohohont.” You laughed, throwing your head back in defeat. “I’ll get uhuhup! I prohohomise!”

“A bit too late for promises, hun.” He quipped, leaning his head down to blow a long raspberry on your belly, shaking his head into it to make it that much worse.

The scream you let out was surely heard throughout the compound and you pushed at his head with all the strength you had left. “DAHAHAHAD!” You instantly gasped as you realized what you slipped out and felt your face heat up hotter than and oven. “WAHAHAIT!”

Bucky gasped a bit and Tony was surprised by the word but didn’t relent in his attack. Bucky was grinning widely and Tony poured his lips to tease you. “Awww that’s too cute. You called me dad.” He teased, digging his fingers back into your ribs, giving them a few shakes to make you squeal.

“NOHOHO I DIDNT, STOHOHOP!” You we’re so embarrassed and upset with yourself. How could you let that slip out?

“Aww, I’m pretty sure you did. I heard it. Did you, Buck?” Tony teased, looking up at Bucky.

“Definitely heard it.”

“Yup! 2 against 1, y/n/n. You definitely said it.” He smirked, blowing a raspberry in the crook of your neck while squeezing at your sides. Your saliva caught in your throat with a squeal and you began coughing. Tony quickly let up and helped you sit upright. “Wooah, you okay? Don’t wanna kill you now. You alright?” He asked, rubbing and patting your back as you coughed a few more times.

You nodded shyly with a frown on your face. Tony noticed and his smile dropped a little. “Hey, what’s wrong?”

Bucky took this as a cue to give you both some time, so he walked out the living room with a smirk on his face. He’d get his time on the couch later.

You sighed and shook your head. “I didn’t mean to call you dad. I just- I don’t really know why I did. I’m sorry. If you want me to stop coming to help for a while I understand.” You shrugged lightly. Tony furrowed his eyebrows and and placed his hand on your shoulder.

“Woah woah woah, what are you talking about? Why would I want you to stop coming over? You’re family, y/n!” He exclaimed, taken aback by your reaction. “I mean that. I know your situation at home isn’t good. And I also know what we mean to you. But now its time for you to know what you mean to us. And I’m sorry it wasn’t made clear before. But you’re literal family to us, y/n/n. We love you. You know how many times Peter has called me dad before? Now, are we related by blood? No. But he is literally the son I never had. He’s my kid. And so are you! Not one person on this team is related to anyone else here by blood… but we’re as close to a family as anyone can be. And don’t ever think for a second that you’re not part of it. You don’t have to be embarrassed that you called me dad. I actually found it quite endearing! And I’m glad that you see me in that way, cause I see you as my daughter too.” He smiled, kissing your forehead gently with much love.

You had tears in your eyes threatening to fall. Your own parents had never said something so heart-touching like this to you. You felt your heart burst with love and you instantly threw yourself into Tony’s arms in a tight hug. He quickly returned the gesture and held you tight. “Thanks, Dad.” You grinned, hugging his impossibly tighter.

Tony smiled and ran his hand up and down your back, his heart warming at your new name for him. “Of course, honey.”

Blood don’t mean a thing.

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Ooof I’m really rustyyyy but hopefully y’all enjoyed 😂💙

[skruffbag]

I weighed myself this morning and I'm still losing. I'm pretty sure I'll be down more by tomorrow, I've barely eaten today & whatever I did eat - I purged. I'm currently fighting the urge to binge, I'm cold and I would really like some more of the stew my mum made me, with a nice (vegan) buttery piece of bread. But I'm locked in this battle of "eat & purge, and deal with the potential gain tomorrow", OR "Fucking starve you fat bitch." I always end up craving bread and I fucking HATE purging it. This suuuuuucks. I really can't be bothered to purge again today, I know when I'm doing it, it won't be as awful but the anxiety around eating and vomiting is really picking up again. I'm also craving noodles, luckily I don't have any, because I'd probably make like 3986398632938 packets and then want to kill myself. I have vegan meatballs in the freezer, and they sound bomb right now too. WHY AM I SUCH A FAT CUNT OMG. AHHHH.

I might just go make some peppermint tea and smoke a cigarette in the bath to take my mind off fucking food. I really want to bake a cake, or some cookies. I haven't baked anything in forever. Last year I was so caught up in my bulimia that I would just bake, eat, purge, lather, rinse, repeat... most days. Honestly, it's no wonder my weight was fluctuating so much at that time ahaha. I can't wait until I'm back at the point where I can binge/purge & chew/spit pizzas and then fast for 3 days and still lose weight.

I'm seriously impressed with how much weight I'm managing to shed so fast, it's like I did a hard reset and now everything is effective as fuck again. Which is good, because- weight loss, but bad because- addictive and damaging.

I hope E has written on my notes that I'm bulimic so I don't have to sit and explain to a new fucking dentist that I'm fucked in the head. Telling her was embarrassing enough. *gags*

Really isn't any wonder that she wants fuck all to do with me. From turning up with no shoes on, admitting to drug overdoses, telling her the tip of my trauma iceberg, buying her flowers twice, telling her I throw up like... all the time, being blunt, being awkward, being unable to look her in the eyes for more than 0.1 seconds. I'M SUCH A WONDERFUL, FUNCTIONAL HUMAN BEING... Sykeeeeee.

Gaaah, who fucking cares anyway. I don't want anyone that doesn't want me. I don't need anybody. I don't live for her approval (even tho I kinda do teehee *internal screaming*) I'm okay. Everything is as it should be.

Kinda hate how much I miss her hugs right now though. Fml.

[markantonys]

Well I've reached episode 6 and I had to stop watching halfway through out of sheer second-hand embarasement.

Like, the episode started so well with the Evil Aunt™ and her son getting screwed out of inheritance! I particularly appreciated the pointed words towards Cornelio *only 500 because I'm sure he'll have a brilliant career*. Such passive aggresiveness from a dead man lmao

Guido and Clara were very sweet together, as parents and in their relationship.

We finally found out what happened to Amelie! That's huge! I didn't think Guido did it, but I was certain his French friend did and he covered it up or something equally suspicious. I'm glad he told his friend and he took care of it. He was right, guido was waaayy to involved to be able to think objectively about it + like the reasonable man he is, he immediately told Guido to tell Clara. Look, we have found who has the brain cell in the show!!!

I was cheering on Clara and Matteo! Go do your dreams, innovate and improve the estate! Improve the life of the workers there! Of course Matteo was going to become the chef of the estate, especially since he went to University and he knew the land like the back of his hand!

And then we reached the dinner from hell 😶 it was so painful to watch. I wanted to slap Guido so so SO much! It's clear to anybody with a fonctionning brain (so not Anita and Guido) that Clara and Matteo's relationship is no longer romantic, they just have a very deep friendship. And yet after all those years of marriage, Guido is still insecure as hell about Matteo and it's getting annoying. Even at the dinner, Matteo simply came to socialize and Guido took every opportunity to embarrass, humiliate and be possessive. Gaaah Man, I'm sorry you feel inferior to Matteo but acting like a possessive ass is not going to ensure your wife's affection. Can you tell I'm annoyed?!

Btw, who was this contessa that appeared out of nowhere this episode? The one plotting with Cornelio ? Have we seen her before?

yeah that jealousy plotline was so frustrating! but of course “frustrating drama that could be easily avoided if people just talked to each other” is a staple of this kind of soapy show lmfao as for the contessa, i don’t thiiiiink we’d seen her before then, i don’t really remember much of her involvement or what she’s after tbh i did watch this kind of a while ago haha