#lulicchi

[dokidoki-tae]

Oh! Oh! Can you do headcanons of la squadra slow dancing with their s/o? Please :D

Risotto: You were in Risotto’s office, helping him organize his bookshelf. Well, you were bored and took it upon yourself to organize for him. Risotto was distracted by some documents, unconcerned with what you’re doing. As you clean the shelf, you find a vinyl. “What’s this?” A question more to yourself than to him. “A record.” You examine it, seeing if its in good condition. It’s a record of Italian classics. You wonder why he has it. “It was a gift from Ghiaccio,” he answers like he read your mind. “He believes it’s essential that every Italian knows those songs. He’s given them to the others as well,” He says with a bit of amusement. “Do you have a record player?” You look around the office, expecting to find one. Risotto says there is one in their basement but doesn’t know if it still works. You jump to your feet and go to find out. It turns out that it works just fine. It took you a while to figure out how it works, but you manage. As you mess with it and get it to play one of the songs, Risotto comes it to check on you. “I was getting concerned,” he kisses your cheek. “It works!” You point out the obvious, and he hums knowingly. It’s playing an instrumental version of ‘O Sole Mio. You and Risotto stand and listen when you take his hand into your and swing them. “Dance with me?” placing his hand on your hip. You can tell he’s contemplating, needing to finish paperwork, but he couldn’t deny you with that look. “Of course, tesoro,” holding you close rocking to the music, dipping you and twirling you into the night.

Prosciutto: He’s a natural at ballroom dancing in both standard smooth and Latin rhythm dances. You didn’t even know he could move his hips like that! You’re a obviously intimidated because he looks like a natural, and you may know how to dance, but not like THAT. You’d stick out like a sore thumb if you went dancing together, so you always reject him when he asks you to go dancing with him. He eventually persuades you, bothering you until you give in, to go dancing with him, promising that he will be the lead and your body will follow on its own naturally. He buys you an outfit that coordinates with his. As the night progresses, you’re reluctant to admit to yourself and him that you’re truly having fun, knowing he’d give you his signature smug smirk because he proved you right. Looking around, you can tell many people are tired and need a break, even you can see beads of sweat rolling down Prosciutto’s forehead, but he still has a smile on his face. “You look happy,” you point out with a smile. “Huh? Of course. I got to bring you here and show off how dazzling you look,” He pulled you close, “and seeing your beautiful smile was a wonderful bonus,” pressing his thumb on your bottom lip before bringing you into a kiss. Soft music is played in the background, like an intermission for the dancers, and Prosciutto pulls you onto the dance floor. “Don’t you want to rest?” Noting that his face is a tad flushed. “I don’t want to lose an opportunity to be able to hold you close.” Prosciutto hands caress your neck and slide to your shoulder, your back, waist down to your ass, squeezing it, and back to waist, and dance into the night.

Pesci: Is insecure about dancing because he has two left feet. Is very likely to step on your toes if you tried dancing. One time, Prosciutto moved the furniture in the living room to make space to teach him (and you) the waltz, foxtrot, and tango. He uses you to demonstrate and you can see Pesci pout (he’s a little jealous) and then he uses Pesci to demonstrate. You pick it up pretty quickly; you’re not amazing, but you don’t look like a fool. Pesci, on the other hand, is having difficulty and can’t manage to remember the basic steps. Prosciutto gets frustrated and yells at him until he’s had enough and leaves. Pesci mopes and staggers to his bedroom and you follow, concerned. You rub his back, assuring him it’s okay. He doesn’t need to learn those fancy dances. He isn’t looking at you but you hear a sob and it breaks your heart. You’re determined to make him happy, so you get his (or your) music player and play a classic ballad. You take his hand and pull him up and hug him. You go and place his hand on the small of your back and take his other hand and entwined it with your own and being swaying. It’s not classy like Prosciutto’s teaching, but that doesn’t matter at all. Being close to him is enough. Not long after, a smile works a way onto his lips, and he hugs you closer and follows your lead. 

Formaggio: Any kind of slow dancing happens when it’s nearing the end of the night and the bar you’re at is near closing. When you get there, you and Formaggio are dirty dancing and grinding on each other, drinking and taking shots. As the night ends, the staff cleans around you. You two are regulars, so they don’t kick you out immediately. In fact, the DJ continues to play music but it’s slower; sentimental ballads, if you will, and the staff is cleaning around you. They are amused that you two can go from dry-humping to sweetly and romantically (though drunk) dancing. You’re holding each other’s weight, making sure neither lose balance due to being slightly intoxicated. Formaggio is chuckling and nuzzling into the crook of your neck and inhaling your scent. He is whispering how much he loves you and wants to hold you forever and how he promises to be with you until you’re old and wrinkly.

Illuso: It was your one year anniversary with Illuso, and he was nowhere to be found. You left calls and messages and even contacted his team about his whereabouts but they were no help. It’s not that they didn’t know; “It’s classified,” they said. Illuso usually tells you when he’s gonna be gone on long missions, but he didn’t say anything this time. So you were debating whether to be pissed or worried for him. As the day ends, you get a call from him. You’re frantic and ask him if he’s alright, if he’s hurt, is he stranded somewhere. You hear the exhaustion in his voice, explaining that he is alright, but how he was sent on a mission unexpectedly and didn’t have time to contact and pauses. “I’m sorry I couldn’t be with you to celebrate tonight, Amore. How can I make it up to you?” You can hear the sincerity in his voice. You want to hold him close and tell him it’s okay, but you just got to settle with reassuring him that he doesn’t have to, that it’s fine, “work is more important I know.” Even though that’s not the meaning you intended, those words cut him. ‘Nothing is more important than you, Amore,” He wanted to say. “Can I see you tomorrow?” He laughs. “Of course.” With that, you say your goodnights and you go to bed at ease. At 3am, you wake up to noise, music to be specific, outside your mind. You peer outside and see Christmas lights hanging on your tree and lights wrapped around the trunk. It looks beautiful. You see Illuso and a boombox playing a soothing melody. “You said you wanted to see me tomorrow.” You gawk, surprised by this sudden display, but laugh immediately and proceed to run outside and throw your arms around him. You’re only in a t-shirt and your underwear, but you don’t care. He looks at you, examining and memorizing every detail of your face before kissing you deeply. The music plays before you, coaxing you both to dancing to its rhythm until Illuso is ready to carry you to bed.

Melone: You and Melone have left a decent restaurant and had a bit to drink especially you. You’re clinging to Melone, laughing in his ear and kissing his cheeks, his ears, his forehead, his eyelids, everything. Melone is laughing along with you returning your kisses with just as much fervor. Neither of you have plans on going back to either of your homes anytime soon and want to enjoy your time together. You’re walking down the beautiful coast of Naples, watching as the sun sets. Melone takes you to some places near the area to make sure you sober up when you come across a band that’s playing music outside a bustling restaurant; you decide to stop there. You nestle in Melone’s arms, watching some of the other couples dance. When the band starts playing romantic music, you watch as the young couples go back to their seats with only the older ones staying behind to dance with their lover. Melone gentle pries you away and moves to bow in front of you, holding out his hand. “May I have this dance?” He flashes a charming smile and leaves a kiss on your hand. Melone is never one to shy away from showing off his love for you. He wanted to make a statement to those other couples but also wanted to show you and how perfect you are off. You’ve danced with him many times and this wasn’t any different. The way you moved together, the way your hands fit so well together, how your breathing was synchronized. You knew Melone was thinking it too. How you two were fated to meet, find each other, and be together.

Ghiaccio: He will not slow dance where anyone will see him. He will not slow dance in front of strangers; he will not slow dance in front of his team. He has a paranoia that they will laugh at him, and he hates being laughed at. But if you’re playing soft music while having a stay-at-home date then MAYBE he will humor you with a dance. It’s all leading up to that moment, you want him to hold you tenderly; you want to hold HIM tenderly. You grab his arm and try to tug him off the couch but he’s holding on like his life depended on it, yelling that he doesn’t want to dance. Eventually, you give up and slump your shoulder and pout and go to sit down on the chair at the opposite side of the room and face away from him. You hear a “tch” and you sit there in silence for a while until you feel a tap on your shoulder. Ghiaccio is extended his hand, signaling to take it. You do and make no comment because you know he’s gonna treat into himself again. He pulls you close, pressing your hips together and wraps his hands around your waist. Even like this, he still has that angry scowl. You lean in and lovingly rub your nose against his and wrap your hands around his waist too. His face softens as the song nears its end and is replaced with a look of tenderness.

Sorbet and Gelato: Sorbet is at the kitchen table, counting the stacks of cash from his and Gelato’s latest mission. You and Gelato are in the living room, drinking and conversing about irrelevant things and eventually singing “ Con Te Partiro” obnoxiously and horribly, laughing as you did. In time, Sorbet has had enough and is marching to the living room to put an end to your shenanigans. “I’ve had it with you two! Can’t you behave like adults?” He crosses his arms and taps his foot, finding Gelato in your arms with his legs wrapped around your waist as you wobble back and forth. You and Gelato look at each other and laugh. You put Gelato down and grab Sorbet and bring him into your arms. “Loosen up, Sorbet,” you smirk and pat his butt. Gelato starts humming “Con Te Partiro” but this time he does it well. Gelato is actually a very good singer with an angelic voice, but he likes to come off as unpleasant as possible. Your hands are rubbing circles into Sorbet’s upper back, hoping to ease some of the tense, and he eventually does relax and give into your rhythm. Gelato continues to hum as he moves and places himself between you and Sorbet, who rolls his eyes at his lover’s antics. Gelato his facing you, puckering his lips to get you to kiss him, which you do. And he turns and does the same to Sorbet, who withholds the kiss before giving in. You rest your body on Gelato’s back, who then nestles himself in Sorbet’s chest. Holding his lovers in his arms has Sorbet breaking his facade, smiling warmingly knowing he has his lovers by his side and begins humming his own soft melody.

[noisy-ghiaccio]

¿Qué tan rápido puedes ir con white album? Sabemos que puedes ir más rápido que un carro pero ¿Crees que puedas alcanzar un avión? 🤔

@lulicchi

Te tengo una respuesta simple: creo que no.

Es cuestión de aguante, por ende, no quisiera intentar. Dudo tener la resistencia necesaria para alcanzar un avión a velocidad máxima.

[dokidoki-tae]

Can we get some HC for la squadra with dogs! And a s/o that is a total dog lover?

HERE

I don’t mind writing more though! 

Risotto: American Pitbull, Rottweiler, Doberman. There is a stigma surrounding these dogs and it’s part of the reason he’s drawn to them. People look at them in fear like they do to him. More than likely adopted from a shelter. He does what he can to educate people on the breeds if they ask him about it. American Pitts are banned in Italy but law enforcement doesn’t bother Risotto because he’s intimating.

Risotto loves that you love his dogs without fear. The moment when he introduced you to his dogs, and your eyes lite up was enough for him. You didn’t hesitate to want to pet them and even asked if you could give them smooches. Risotto becomes more talkative and tells you how he got them. He knows people who claim to be dog lovers but think his dogs are naturally violent, so he’s relieved you’re so open and knowledgable. Expect to be cuddled by several big boys.

Prosciutto: Golden Retriever, German Shepherd. These dogs are obedient, smart, and loyal and easy to train compared to most dogs. He’s not the biggest fan of animals because he thinks they are dirty, but these dogs he can make an exception for because of their behavior. Spoils them and spends lots of money making sure they are healthy and get the highest quality food. Takes them out on walks in the early mornings. Easy to manage them if the stops to grab an espresso or breakfast with outside seating.

Prosciutto tries to stop you from spoiling his dogs so much but he thinks it’s really cute how loving you are towards them. You two often go shopping together to get things for the dogs. Your love for animals has made you quite knowledgeable about how to properly care for them, and Prosciutto is impressed. He just loves how your still a responsible dog lover that doesn’t think on impulse. 

Pesci: Chinese Crested/ Maltese. Prefers smaller dogs because big ones intimidate him. Happy and expressive dogs who love their owner very much and are just affectionate dogs. His Chinese crested dog actually hugs him! They don’t like being alone so Pesci always has them with him. Knits a sweater during the winter for his hairless baby. His Maltese dog is gentle and trusting. For Pesci, it’s an easy dog to train because it’s eager to please. Pesci also spends quite a bit of money to make sure his dog(s) are happy.

Pesci sometimes tries to sneak pictures of you and his dogs because look so cute together. He actually ends up knitting a sweater that matches the one his dogs have! His dogs especially the Chinese Crested aren’t the standard type of dog, so when you squealed out of surprised on how you found how cute they were, he fell in love all over again. Pesci finds himself getting kisses from you and his dogs every morning!

Formaggio: Chihuahua, Bull Terrier. Loves Chihuahua’s for their sassiness, protectiveness, and size. He’s drawn to how small they are and it’s probably something to do with his stand. He thinks it’s funny how it always nips at other’s ankles when they get close to him especially when they do it to Illuso who hates how yappy they are. He also loves bull terrier’s and their looks but loves their energy and size because they aren’t big like Risotto’s or the ice cream gang. They are also easy to groom and they don’t bark like his Chihuahua.

His dogs are yapping at you and you don’t care, and Formaggio wants to kiss you right now. You don’t call his dog a rat and you aren’t afraid of his bull terrier. He’s sold. You liken his Chihuahua to his stand ability and comment on how cute it is. Formaggio does get jealous when he wants alone time with you and there are his dogs and there you are stopping your makeout session and smothering his dogs with love.

Illuso: Shiba Inu. Likes their intelligence, independence, and cat-like personality where they don’t need human attention and sometimes don’t want it. He’s most impressed by their intelligence and buys them dog puzzles to solve and shows them off to the gang. Actually makes an effort to train him professionally when his dog picks up Illuso’s arrogant personality. 

Loves it when you understand his dog is independent and doesn’t love being smothered with attention. Your personality matches his and his dog. Illuso loves hearing you talk about all the things you’ve been looking up about Shiba’s and end up talking throughout the night about it as you two watch the Shiba engage in weird antics. Illuso is enthralled as you speak, noting your love and passion for dogs as charming. 

Melone: Pomeranians.  He loves the of Pomeranians and that they are affectionate and enjoys sitting in his lap and giving kisses. He loves the convenience of their size and brave personality to comfort at things bigger than it. Usually alerts him when someone is coming closer to his room. Travels everywhere with him.

Melone sometimes gets jealous because you have his dog giving you more affection and kisses then he’s been giving you, but the fact that his dog is affectionate to you is more than enough because it means they both can definitely trust you. You will find Melone and his dog cuddling into your chest.

Ghiaccio: Siberian Husky. These dogs can keep up with Ghiaccio and his chill. They have energy, they love the cold, and they are talkative like him. Ghiacci takes them out when he goes on runs. He doesn’t have to worry about freezing them because they love it when the temperature drops. Ghiaccio may not appreciate the fur, but everything else makes up for it.

Can’t help but smirk when he finds you “talking” to his dog. He appreciates that you aren’t annoyed by how physical his dog gets and the amount of energy they need. Sometimes you’re the first one up and out the dog to take the dog on a run. Ghiaccio feels like he can trust you to take care of his dog when he’s done off on a mission. 

Sorbet: Great Dane. Loves that they are gentle and friendly so they’d get along with Gelato’s dogs. With his dog, he often takes them to the park to let out their energy, usually, it consists of his dog running around and chasing squirrels or if Gelato is with him, it’s the dog chasing Gelato or vice versa. After all that is done, they go back home and his lounges around the house, which he prefers. 

Smilies affectionately when he finds his dogs resting on top of you like its a baby. He takes videos of you and Gelato running around like crazy people to help your dog release its energy. He won’t admit it, but if you win his dog’s trust, you win his trust. 

Gelato: Saint Bernand/ English mastiff. He just loves bigs dogs so much and spoils the hell out of them. They begin to think they are lapdogs and may go and lay on him and Sorbet, which Sorbet hates. Gelato loves their gentleness because these are gentle breeds. He doesn’t have to worry about hurting them when he cuddles with them and lays on them. Likes that the only need moderate exercise. Trains them to bring things to him

Tears up when you squeal and ask to hug his dogs. He has some big babies and your immediate love for them reminds him why he likes you. Even Sorbet doesn’t like hugging his dogs because of drool and fur. You treat them like they are small lapdogs and Gelato has to rescue you. Rubs it in Sorbet’s face that you love his dogs, drool and shedding and all.

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I was thinking how paranoid diavolo is about his identity and somehow reminded me of meruem and tsumugi? Idk why so consider this: diavolo with a blind s/o.

EVERYONE HAS BIG GALAXY BRAIN TODAY! That’s absolutely perfect and see it working so well. Diavolo would treasure them and be super protective over them to make sure they didn’t hurt themselves. He doesn’t let anyone else watch over them. I can see his s/o asking him to control himself and that the can take care of themselves 

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Oh, dear, I'm so sorry you had to go through that, to revive a trauma is something very stressful, I really hope you feel better now. Try to not think about your classmates, I'm sure some of them understand and if they don't they can go fuck themselves! I'll fight them all!!! (ง •̀_•́)ง

thank you so much. I’m fine now. It’s something I’m able to talks about but actually talking about it in a setting about the severity of it and how it causes trauma made me realize what happened to me was not okay. Like I know it wasn’t okay but the discussion in class really brought the mood down. lol

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Lol talking about Hide I'm pretty sure he would love JoJo too, which would be his favorite arc? His favorite JoJo? His favorite JoJobro? Favorite opening? In VA is he a passione, la squadra or unita speciale fan? What do you think?

Oh man. Hide would love to do random poses. He calls Kaneki, who’s distracted by the book in his hands, and when Kaneki looks over, he does Josuke’s pose! He’d love each part for different reasons. But I think he’d love part 6 and part 7 the most. His favorite JoJo’s are Jolyne and Josuke. His favorite JoBro is Gyro, Bruno, and Okuyasu. Also, Mista because he loves his banter with his stand and thinks it’s funny how he keeps getting shot by his own bullets lol. He loves Bruno because he reminds him a bit of Kaneki. He loves Okuyasu and Gyro because of their dynamics with Josuke and Johnny and admires their dedication to their friends. He loves Sono Chino Sadame! It’s a classic. Recently, Fighting Gold has been winning him over. Hide knows he has to throw out logic when he’s reading Jojo lol but I think he’s criticizing all sides for all the mistakes they make along the way. He thinks Giorno is too idealistic and doesn’t think he’ll be successful in the long run. He thinks La Squadra could have been successful if they had planned their pursuit more thoroughly. He does admire Risotto because he sees him as a caring leader when he reads the dialogue between him and Doppio/Diavolo. He likes Bruno and sympathizes with him. I think he’d only really sympathize with Tiziano and Squalo because he would do the same for Kaneki. But he only really sees them as cannon fodder.

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mi vida, mi cielo, mi amor es normal pensar a veces si realmente estamos hechos para las carreras que elegimos estudiar, entiendo bien esos sentimientos de derrota y de frustración, pero a final de cuentas somos lo que queremos ser, si realmente te esfuerzas en ello estoy segura de que puedes lograr eso y más! te deseo toda la suerte y éxito del mundo! ♥️

Mi ángel de cielo.  Las palabras no pueden describir cómo me siento. Como me siento es porque no quiero a decepcionar a mis padres. That’s my biggest fear. Mis padres emigraron de México y quiero que se sientan orgullosos por mis estudios. I will do my best though. Today was a good day once I left class. I didn’t feel like I was the odd one out. I felt validated

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lulicchi replied to your photo “ˆ ( ᐛ 」∠)＿ happy Friday”

You look so beautiful!! Like I don't know how someone can look that good?!?! tell me your secrets!!!

it took me two decades to get myself looking semi-decent lol i was a troll a few years ago

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Shay, my sunshine child, I love you more and more with every la squadra post you make

fajdskfhaksj thank you!! I’m so nervous about writing them wrong, and I hope to improve and get their characterizations correct as time goes on. I’ve always loved these guys, and I’m happy I get to share with people who feel the same. I’ve only been used to writing hidekane and hide stuff, so this is all new to me, especially since I want to write reader-inserts in the future, but we’ll see as time progresses. Thank youuuuuuuuu 

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I'm so happy to see you around again (*´∀｀)

:3c I started working again so tumblr and twitter are what i go to when i work

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lulicchi replied to your post “Sometimes it’s really hard not to break down. I dont have the right to...”

sadly I feel you so bad, but you know? There's people that think about you and how amazing you're, how even though you've gone through a lot you're still here, and also there's people that looks up to seeing you in their dashes, I'm sorry I can't be of help, but I want you to know that you're appreciated (・∀・)

Even though I can be salty, I’m so happy that there are some of you on here that enjoy seeing me. I don’t know what to say. Considering I’m some random person, I feel emotional again

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I know it's been a long time but HAPPY NEW YEAR! I hope everything goes well and hope you get lost of love and health

Thank you my dear 😭😭 I wish you a happy new year too with lots of love and health and happiness. I look forward to any other year!! ♥️♥️♥️

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Haise is the hidekane love child, you can't change my mind (lol)

We should have seen it from the beginning and only now are people realizing.