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[ahrigifs]

300 gifs of lorenzo zurzolo in prisma — to acess the gifs, please click on the source link. all the gifs have been created from scratch by me so don't edit, repost in other hunts or claim as your own. a like or a reblog would be greatly appreciated.

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[deartory]

[ GIF PACK ] 49 gifs of Lorenzo Zurzolo in Diabolik: Who Are You? (2023) free on ko-fi ♡ Each gif was made from scratch by me for roleplaying purposes, so please do not repost the content elsewhere or claim it as your own. You can edit them for personal use.

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[rosyrs]

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[swiftwice]

hii <3 can u make gracie abrams icons and lorenzo zurzolo headers?

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click the source link to find 52 gifs of TYLER LAWRENCE GRAY in WOLF PACK EPISODE 1. please reblog if using! FLASHING LIGHTS TW

[tinkrbell]

me, earlier this week: i'm never making a gif pack again

me, today: hey maybe i should make an annie clark gif pack

[matthiasxaless]

[ Lorenzo Zurzolo | he/him ] Another face is seeking safety in New Orleans. Make sure to welcome MATTHIAS ALESSIO to the home of the resilient. Rumor has it that they are an 28 year old HUNTER, who is one of the RETURNED but we’ll keep that a secret. They are said to be IMPULSIVE, but that’s all a façade to cover up their INTELLIGENT nature. We’ve heard that they can be found listening to I FOUND by AMBER RUN which sums them up pretty well. Let’s hope that they can find a way to survive this harsh new world. ( ooc tia, 27, gmt+2, she/her )

BASICS

FULL NAME: Matthias Alessio

NICKNAME(S): Matt, by friends, which he doesn't have

BIRTHDAY: May 14th

AGE: 28

HOMETOWN: New Orleans

BIRTHPLACE: New York City

RELIGION: Destruction

FAMILY

No family alive.

PERSONALITY

Matt can be described as being utterly nuts. He's blood-thirsty (not in a literal sense, worse, he has a deep love for murder and tragedy). He's impulsive, manipulative, cold, calculating. Anything to get his way. His need for vengeance has long ago become a need for power, influence, impact. He's alive to have fun, to stir shit, and to remind the supernatural section of the social structure that they're not invincible, not better, not any more special than anyone else.

Deep down, Matt truly believes that nature is out of balance. That if there was some sort of harmony to be had in the universe, those who go against basic principles of nature should simply not exist. No one person should have thousands of years ahead of them. Or a hold over death. So he does what little he can to restore this ultimate balance. Which is ridding the world of those who disrupt it. No matter the cost.

HISTORY

Matthias was born to your regular Italian family in New York City. His family wasn't wealthy by any means but they had what they needed. A small, crowded apartment, three younger sisters, a mother that cooked amazing food, friends, and cousins and uncles. It was fun, his childhood was the only thing he ever had that brought him any kind of joy.

His life took a hard turn when he was eight, his family was out on their first road trip, due to his fathers business down south, and for reason unbeknownst to him, a pack of werewolves ripped his family apart. He tried to help, he screamed he fought, but there was nothing a child could do. He was left for dead, but found in time, and the faces of those who had destroyed everything he ever had, left a permanent mark in his memory.

Being initiated into a group of hunters was the easiest thing following that event. He didn't need much convincing. In fact, he would have searched them out on his own had they not got to him first. With years of training, blackmail and murderous rampage. Matt got his vengeance on those who took everything from him.

But it wasn't enough. And it will never be enough. For as long as he exists. He will hunt, he will torture, he will inflict worse than what was inflicted upon him. There is no such thing as innocent supernaturals, no such thing as 'harmless' or worthy of empathy. Each and every one of them is a harm to the collective. And he will be damned to let such evil persist.

[orngejce]

Under the cut is Andres' intro, if you'd like to plot feel free to message me here or on discord!!

 welcome to marina, ANDRES BONETTI ( cismale, he/him ) ! they are a/n 24 year old who has lived on the island for 4 YEARS. word on the street is they’re currently living in TOWER HILL and works as a TEACHER'S AIDE. everyone also says they look a lot like LORENZO ZURZOLO. what do you think? —mon, 29, she/her, est.

name: ANDRES BONETTI dob: OCTOBER 4th, 1999 residence: TOWER HILL sexuality: BISEXUAL occupation: TEACHER’S AIDE, LITTLE LAMBS’ DAYCARE character board

TLDR; Andres is nothing but a quiet kind-hearted boy, he comes from the big cliche Italian family, but he never felt like he fit in, so much so that once he could he left to go on his own adventure, to figure out what he wanted in life. He found that on the Island so now he spends his time taking care of others, enjoying his solitude, and trying to keep control of his temper.

FAMILY BACKGROUND

Andres Bonetti was the fourth son to Marlow and Angelina Bonetti, the fourth son and the ninth child, a true horde of a family. The Bonetti’s had lived their lives in New Jersey since the first Bonetti man made his way across the river back in 1910 and they had always been content. They owned the local gym in town, raised some of the best fighters, and kept the business and legacy prospering by introducing each child to it at an early age. Marlow and Angel never worried about their family, they always knew at the end of the day, all their sons and daughters would be taken care of. That is until soft-spoken little Andres didn’t want to pick up his pair of gloves. Bonetti boys fought, it’s what they were known for in town, they were loyal, loud-mouthed, and short-tempered boys who wreaked havoc but were always ultimately loved, but not Andres. Andres always preferred the softer things in life, he enjoyed listening to his sisters sing in the choir, playing the piano or the guitar, he liked watching over his little siblings, he enjoyed helping his mama cook and making sure everyone was well taken care of… when he had to he of course followed in the cliché footsteps of the macho Bonetti boys, but he preferred to keep himself out of trouble, out of fights, cause really who liked getting punched for the hell of it? Andres’ father never understood it, why he could never connect, why Andres didn’t want to be part of the business, but he kept his mouth shut, for the most part. To Andres, though it felt like a constant weight, a constant shame of not being enough for them, enough for his father, enough for his brothers, not enough for his family, and while their snide and passive remarks were meant to be taken in jest, it just drove the stake further down in his heart. He wasn’t sure what had caused it, what joke, what not-so-subtle jab in his expense made him crack, but one day he woke up and decided enough was enough, he wanted to experience life the way he saw it, and he packed his bags up, left a note on the counter for his mama, and took off. He didn’t have a plan on where he was going, spent some time in New York working odd jobs, and made his way back down to Boston, he even spent a week as far south as he could think of, though the Miami heat didn’t suit him… he wasn’t sure where he was going to end up, at least not until he stumbled across a little a sign talking about a ferry that would take him to an island, Marina’s Island.

PRESENTLY

Andres stumbled upon Marina’s Island four years ago now and he hasn’t thought about leaving once. He spends most of his time hiking through Marina’s state park, typically finding himself a good tree to prop himself up against to read, and when he’s not reading and hiking, he’s spending his time at the library, where he likes to volunteer at from time to time. To Andres the solitude life of Marina was peaceful, he felt at home, and the guilt of not being enough for his family had wavered, though there was still guilt of leaving them, a guilt he got reminded of every day at 11 o’clock when he called his mama for a check-in. He works at Little Lambs daycare and is working on finishing up his education degree so he can go from aide to full-blown teacher, wanting nothing more than to make sure the youth of Marina got the best care and education.

PERSONALITY

Andres can come off a little intimidating, he’s the victim of the Bonetti RBF, but once you get past the glaring eyes any sort of malice melts away, he’s really nothing but a soft quiet boy. He tends to keep to himself, never one to initiate too much conversation but welcomes it with ease, he’s always the first to volunteer, goes out of his way to make sure people are taken care of, and has a hard time with abrasive people. While all of this is true, that Andres is just a kind-hearted wallflower, he can also be pushed, and once he’s reached his limit, he tends to see red, and has a hard time backing down, especially in defense of another person.

[diisgustednoiises]

lorenzo zurzolo + s / he / y + genderfluid  –  have you seen mattia castiglione around los angeles? the twenty three year old is usually jamming to sympathy for the devil by the rolling stones. word around the city is that they’re charismatic, yet, they can also be arrogant, but you didn’t hear that from me. they’re currently a reality television star and are typically seen walking the streets of los angeles with a pair of ray-ban sunglasses. when i think of them, i think of a pack of cigarettes sticking out of the back pocket of jeans; an unnecessarily cocky grin; an unlit cigarette dangling from his lips . let’s hope the city treats them good! 

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[unknwnmagic]

[ lorenzo zurzolo, cismale, he/him. ] ✧･ﾟ is that kaleb couffaine who just stumbled into town? rumour has it that they’re the 23 year old child of luka couffaine from miraculous ladybug. i’ve also heard that they’re patient but aloof and have 1 sibling. i could almost swear i heard level of concern by twenty one pilots playing when they appeared.

Basics: 

Headcanons:

full name: Kaleb Hawk Couffaine • nicknames: Kal • sexuality: bisexual • occupation: ?? was thinking working at the library or something idk

- When he first heard that his dad was a rockstar kaleb was starstruck. Every kid's dream come true, knowing someone famous. Then on top of that his dad's dad?! Chef's kiss

- Kaleb knows how to play the guitar, it’s something he learned early on after asking his dad. the flow he's able to create is great, after trying it out for a few years he found that the bass was a much better fit. He wasn’t much for the spotlight so this was more his shine.

- he's always had Luka in his corner either in person or many words of encouragement. Kaleb never went much on tours when Luka was called to go. That's when Nana's Boston become a second home. Just pack some shit and he was good for the time.

- he'd always grins in embarrassment when tales of his younger years come out. He was a runner as a child, still is if he's honest.

- no idea who his mom is, could be someone who's knows his dad, could be a groupie, question mark in his books.

[perfectlyfuckingcivils]

what happened to your LORENZO ZURZOLO IN COMPROMESSI SPOSI gif pack? :(

i deleted a bunch of packs ages ago when it came to my attention that i'd gotten some ages wrong and the people may have been underage.

((gonna take the opportunity since i dont have time to gif anymore to put it out there that someone should gif him in prisma 👀))

[stwrpio]

Oi meu amor, queria dizer que AMO muito seu perfil queria pedir para você fazer algumas packs do Lorenzo zurzolo se for possível:) desculpe me se encomodei você:(

私🗯️... OBRIGADOOOO!!! E pode deixar, faço sim! Só peço que me dê os créditos se usar!🙈🙈

[senatushq]

NAME. Carmine Verga AGE & BIRTH DATE. Physically 23 & May 29th, 1995 GENDER & PRONOUNS. Male & He/Him SPECIES. Lycan ( Volatile ) PACK. Unaffiliated OCCUPATION. Employee at Waffle House FACE CLAIM. Lorenzo Zurzolo

biography

( tw murder, blood, death, eating hearts ) An unassuming shadow, the youngest Verga was brought forth on a timid spring morning; violence pervaded each crevice of the life he was brought into, but the volatile who’d be known as the Malice was not born but created from such circumstances. Politics and blood shrouded his life, but the Verga family was closely knit, a pack of wolves driven by ambition but tamed by their loyalty to one another. Hunger went hand in hand with desire, but Carmine was often a shadow of his family’s ambition; he witnessed the violent temper his father could unleash upon others, and drank in his mother’s fierce acerbity at the politics that enraptured her. Though they were atop many a heap in Sicily, the Verga family served dutifully to the mafiosi that laid claim to the toe of Italy’s boot. 

Ambition and loyalty were woven within each other, one could not mingle without the other, and through their spotless reputation that bespoke their loyalty to the Sicilian mafia they were in turn handed influence, riches and splendor. Carmine recalls the abstinence of his parents, though Iron Fangs had a truculent hand and a vicious temper, he retained only what was gifted to him from those higher up. Romeo and Carmine were weaned off of such gifts, surrounded by such violence, but it was spliced with the love and adoration of doted parents who never asked for them to extend their loyalty to the mafia, too. Romeo burned brightly, he lunged at the opportunity to follow his father’s footsteps and become a made man who was gifted power, influence, and glory. Carmine, was still an adolescent, wide eyes crafted with enchantment at what he did not understand. 

He watched the bright ambition within his brother burn him up; a star blazing too ferociously as ambition swallowed his brother whole. Coined the Beast, a perfect rendition to replace their father, Iron Fangs, as Romeo pushed his influence upon the mafia that the Verga family had been sworn to. Where their parents had been sated of their gluttony, Romeo’s greed could not be halted as Romeo placed a target upon them all. Whispers of the Beast replaced those of their father, Iron Fangs; darkness shrouded Carmine’s brother and a child reared off of the maw and grit of violence would soon come to replicate it. Carmine’s ambitions were nurtured by violence as the mafia soon came to find Romeo too unpredictable and sanguinary to control. From beast to prey, Carmine was forced to kneel and witness as his parents were weakened and culled. Vengeance and desire fed his need for freedom as a vampire tethered to the mafia they’d once blindly protected forced Carmine to witness his brother, the Beast, beaten and incapacitated, his father, Iron Fangs declawed and bested. 

The Verga legacy burned out that evening as, manacled and beaten, his parents and elder brother were loaded into a van never to be seen again. Nobody expected a child to garner any mettle but just as his brother had been coined the Beast, the Rancor, the Cruel and Terrible; Carmine had been a witness to such brutal teachings. As the weakened howls of his family dimmed with the van disappearing from sight, Carmine howled a final promise as his rage allowed him to shift; bones snapping, maw gaped, he ensured those that had bested the Verga legacy, burned it to the ground, would never return to tell the tale. It’d been his first taste of blood, but it’d not be his last as Carmine disappeared from Sicily, revenge a potent taste upon his tongue. 

Vampires and mortal humans had made up those who destroyed him and Carmine would not be gentle as he sought to dismantle what was at its very core. In a single night, all had been lost to him, but Carmine rebuilt with flesh and blood staining his teeth, with the ambitions of every Verga wolf that had been murdered bolstering his carnage. Years tacked on as a boy aged to something of a man; there were no more whispers of The Beast, of Iron Fangs, his family had been lost and Carmine’s hope died with them. Carmine scrounged by, from golden chalices and riches to prowling the woods for prey. He’d been a beast before, by privilege and circumstance, but now Carmine was a hunter as he ensured the legacy of a Verga could never die, not so long as his belly remained full and his howls spliced through the air. 

Hunger begets hunger and no strength would ever compare to turning against one’s own; power had been pilfered from his lineage and as Carmine craved to return to what had been lost of him, his rage had ensured his lethality would conquer. Hell hath no fury like a twink scorned, and though he’d be underestimated as far more menacing-appearing lycans scoffed in his direction, the Malice would come to be the last sight they’d gaze upon before their ribs cracked open. Ambition fueled his aggressions, but as he gorged upon the hearts of other lycans, he feasted upon their aggressions, too. A wanton that could never be satiated but Carmine gorged himself all the same; a lone wolf spurred by spite. Consequences had found his family once before but Carmine spat in the face of such an idea that one could ever attempt to tame him again; underestimated, forgotten, a shadow of his brother before Carmine became everything his brother was not. If Romeo had been a ruthless Beast garnering a reputation of violence, then Carmine was the wretched Savage who turned against his own kind for a putrid ideal of glory. 

If he’d not have peace nor the familial love he’d lost, then Carmine would chase a bitter glory, chasing a high as he defeated those weaker than him, as malevolence shrouded any moral compass. Malignance and venom was his armor and his comfort and as he razed through Italy, hunted the hunter, Carmine would stumble upon the Valter lycans. Raucous, spurred by traditions, adorned in opulence; Carmine hesitated at the world he’d stumbled into. Volatile’s were placed upon a pedestal; eat or be eaten, for the first time in what felt like ages, Carmine smiled. Bested, but not defeated, a scowling Carmine was spared by the Valter heir. There was something to be said of their similar virtues, the truculence that ran parallel to it; that hedonistic folly could turn to something akin to a sickening fondness. 

Plucked from the violent solitary of his life, Carmine was paired with another of similar mettle and menace. They’d both heard the call of Lupercal, the beacon that was shrouded away from the vampire and human monarch of Rome. It spoke of Carmine’s purpose in life; the need to destroy that which took all from him, and the reverie of madness that had to be at the cynosure of Lupercal. Dragged by Napoleon, they’d ventured to Rome and came face to face with the putrid apparitions that lay waiting in the shadows. Carmine did not fear what loomed in the dark, it resounded as a comfort, and the Malice would not be satiated until the entirety of Rome’s glasshouse had been stoned and shattered, until their reform turned to corruption and iniquity. 

personality

+ Resilient, adaptable, individualistic  – Sanguinary, aggressive, manipulative 

played by gia. est. she/her.