#maneskin fiction

[oro-e-diamanti]

Omg yaaas prompts are BACK ❤️ may I pls request number 16 "I missed you like I never missed anyone before." it made me think of the meaning of The Loneliest… what if it’s Damiano coming back from the writing session in LA and showing the reader the song

“I missed you like I never missed anyone before.”

Damiano + angst/fluff

There’s a fog over the airport when he arrives. When you hope he arrives. Worse, yet: Even if he does, you have no certainty whether he wants to see you or not. You can’t even being to describe how that’s making you feel.

You watch as the planes take off and land, one after the other, so many people, everyone with their own little stories, going somewhere, going home. You wonder how many have knots in their stomachs similar to yours. How many are on the way to the unknown. Who aren't sure who will greet them when they arrive. How it might change their lives, or not at all.

The arrivals hall is busy, bustling with people, the sound of suitcases being moved over the smooth floor, announcements echoing, mothers crying, children screaming in play or displeasure, lovers kissing, being reunited or torn apart. You wonder which one will be happening to you today.

The arrivals screen changes to “landed” where his flight is listed. Your heart drops, misses a beat, then comes back to life with twice the force. The uncertainty makes you feel like throwing up. You've always been the type to get queasy with anticipation and nerves. Only, you miss the times it would happen with the widest smile on your face and butterflies in your stomach, happily taking all the physical symptoms in the eyes of the excitement of him coming back home to you. Now it was pure anxiety.

The time until the first passengers walk through the doors and into the hall takes an eternity. It leaves you with too much time to think. Nothing else will occupy your time enough not to let your thoughts drift.

A break. You can’t even recall whose deranged idea it was. A fight that escalated in ways it never had before. You didn’t want to get loud and mean and unfair. Neither did he. It wasn’t about him. It wasn’t about you. It was the situation, it was his job, it was your responsibilities keeping you away from him, it was his accusation of not making enough of an effort and yours of not making compromises. It seemed silly the very second the fury had subsided. But the bad taste in your mouth lingered. A break. A chance for both of you to figure out what you want. A three-week trip away from home for him, three weeks of physical pain from the intensity of missing him.

You can’t count how many times you found yourself wondering if he was missing you too. At all. You had no way of knowing. Both of you had agreed to no contact. Take the time to really think things through. Find out if you still wanted each other in your lives and if yes, in which way. Pure torture. You even refrained from contacting the rest of the band, unwilling to bring any of them into your weird, messed-up situation. Only one message had reached you.

Our flight back gets in at 7 pm tomorrow.

You thanked the heavens for Vic. You still aren’t sure if he knows about the text at all, but that’s the least of your current worries. For now, you’re here. For now, you’re waiting for him.

You hate the way the sliding doors keep closing after each passenger, leaving you anxious and impatient for it to open again, just to see another stranger’s face. You still stare at each and every one of them intently, as if you could find him in their features, or gather any knowledge about him at all.

Ethan appears first. He spots you quickly, to your own surprise, since there are multiple people waiting for loved ones and business contacts and you’ve taken to hiding in the crowd. The fear of getting rejected while standing front row for all of these people to see was too humiliating. Ethan gives you a quick wave, puts his sunglasses on, and leaves. You assume he’s looking for their driver. You passed him by earlier but resigned to standing far away from him.

Thomas and Vic walk through the doors at the same time, she’s animatedly talking, hands moving around as much as possible with a heavy-looking bag in tow, he seems tired and not quite in tune with her energy. He spots you too and you can see him change course, direct his feet toward you, but Vic intervenes, a quick look over her shoulder, a soft smile for you, then she pulls Thomas away.

Then he’s there.

Damiano.

The love of your life. The one that left you wondering if you were his too.

He looks rougher thank you’ve ever seen him. And you’ve been there for a lot. He’s wearing a baseball cap and it’s pulled down into his face so much you would have missed him if you hadn’t been looking out for him in particular. You can still make out the dark circles under his eyes, pale skin that looks like he hasn’t been taking care of himself. There’s no energy in his step and he doesn’t look up.

But you need him to see you.

Stepping forward is all it takes. As if drawn in by an innate knowledge of you being around, he looks up, scanning his surroundings for the first time. It only takes a moment before he’s looking straight into your eyes. He doesn’t hesitate as he sets off your way. Your heart is pounding so hard you’re convinced you’re in danger of passing out.

But then he reaches you, his bag dropped and forgotten, and his arms wrap around you so tightly it feels like he’s attempting to make you a part of him. You don’t resist at all, molding against his chest, biting back the tears you don’t want to see on your face in a public setting.

“I-” His voice is hoarse and he immediately stops himself but you assume it’s not just because he sounds off. His eyes flicker away from your face, unable to ignore the people gawking around you. “Not here. Can I- can I take you home?”

You would love to tell him with a kiss. You nod instead.

Your eyes are scanning over the page, struggling to make out any single thought that has been put down on it, and for once it’s not due to Damiano’s handwriting. Your brain is clouded with panic and fear of rejection, you’ll be the saddest part of me, a part of me that will never be mine, words crossed out and re-written, underlined and hasty, the paper slightly crumpled at the edges, it’s torturous. You’re not entirely sure what to make of it, how to sort your thoughts. When you look up at Damiano from your spot on the couch, he’s pacing.

“I couldn’t write about anything but you,” he finally says. “The break… I wasn’t sure if I would see you again. I was completely prepared to have to beg and cry and fall on my knees for you to give me another chance.”

He crouches down in front of you now, holding out his hands to you. You take them immediately as relief floods his eyes.

“And I… I missed you like I never missed anyone before. And this,” he says, only briefly removing his hand from yours to point to a specific passage, “is all I want you to know.”

Cause I don’t even care about the time I’ve got left here The only thing I know now is that I wanna spend it With you, with you, nobody else here

It’s only when you laugh that you realise you’ve started crying. Damiano looks up at you, startled, already wiping away the tears from your cheeks.

“That’s awfully dramatic,” you say with a smile on your face. Your eyes are still watering but the weight has been lifted off your whole body, not just your chest. You feel so light, you’re convinced anything is possible right then and there. Damiano can’t keep the chuckle in either.

It’s not over. There’s a future. He missed you like you missed him. You can do this.

You grab his head into your hands and pull him toward you, finally, finally, putting your lips on his.

“I love you,” you mumble against him.

“I love you,” he replies.

“Good,” you grin, pressing another kiss on his mouth. “Only promise me one thing.”

“No more breaks?” he offers with a laugh.

“Well, that too, but I thought that was a given.”

“Anything you want, amore.”

“Record that song.”

[agendabymooner]

gossip ! daniel r. x ofc (måneskin member!ofc)

“ sip the gossip, drink ‘til you choke ”

summary: everyone thinks that lorelei hester ‘lester’ alessandro's character isn’t good for an image of an f1 driver. all because she's more confident in her own body and her trusting relationship with danny ricciardo. she fights her own battles while her boyfriend acts as her moral support idiot. OR lester shows a way to handle the hatred shown to her while danny cheers her up with his typical off-track tomfoolery.

content warning: slutshaming (it's 2023 guys, know better), a whole lot of original characters' interaction w/ other ocs, shitty grammar, brief fandom crossovers (through original characters), explicit language, allusion to smut, supportive and slightly unhinged!danny ric, danny who doesn't like getting called a friend by his own girlfriend, one criminal minds reference, and two haters but let’s multiply them into 100 because I don’t have enough space for new accounts at my app :(

note: i also got some toto wolff content hidden too lol but the characters in that one are connected in some ways. lester is also connected to the characters in my toto series but uh... yeah! enjoy! let me know what you think!

loressandro tweeted !

loressandro tweeted !

bonus tweets !

brief translations from the messages:

tasso di miele = my honey badger

ti amo, il mio tasso = i love you, my badger

mandami dei nudi dopo = send some nudes later?

[svt-kiki]

( 📨 ) ... kiki_17 SHARED NEW STORIES !

2024.　pairing.　kiki ( fem!oc ) × maneskin

an.　i'm proud of the outcomes of my handmaid templates haha, and let's just pretends it's kikiskin okay <3

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⚠️ DON’T START DISCOURSE ABOUT RPF IN THE NOTES!! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED IF YOU DO SO ⚠️

Do you ship it?

Reason:

“Every interaction they've ever had. They got married for the bit. They make out.”

Submitted by @pastelnarc

[lifeofa-fangirl]

She back and she's beautiful!!

As always, the throuple hitting a soft spot with me. Great job darling!

𝔽𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕

🗨️𝕘𝕒𝕪 𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙

🌈rainbow family part2 [complete series]

🗯️ Damiano × Ethan × reader | OC baby: Cosmo

completely safe for work! nothing but fluff here!

° “Okay, well you're just being a hater because you're gonna be so jealous when I'm his first word.” Damiano said.

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° i have been sick& just wanted something sweet& cute& simple to comfort myself with& a comment from @ladysybilchronicles about baby cosmo learning how to talk got the ball rolling& its been something to keep me occupied in between drinking copious amounts of tea& sleeping. thanks for all your patience, i'll be back soon, i promise❣️❣️❣️

“He is literally about to say it, he's gonna say Papa.” Damiano said, taking a pause from feeding your baby son.

Cosmo was ten months old, and all of the parenting books advised he might not speak his first word until twelve months old. But recently Damiano had predicted Cosmo was on the cusp of speaking. Damiano pointed to a new facial expression Cosmo was showing lately, furrowing his brow deeply, opening his mouth and silently moving his lips. Ethan thought it was due to gas.

He stood behind where Damiano was sitting, looking over his shoulder at Cosmo in his high chair. “Are you sure?”

“Positive.” Damiano said, not extending the spoonful of food towards the waiting baby. “Look at the way he's holding his mouth, he's clearly making a puh shape. And that's gonna turn into Papa.”

Ethan squinted his eyes down, carefully considering the baby's lips. You were eating your reheated nuggets from McDonald's, which you weren't about to abandon without good reason.

“Puh.” Damiano asserted. He picked up the cloth bib hanging around Cosmo's neck and wiped some of the slimy food off of his face. “I'm telling you…”

“Honey, at this stage he's trying to say put it in my mouth. You've been keeping him waiting for that mouthful for about five minutes now.” You said. “Stop talking with your hands and feed the baby.”

“More food, Mr Moe?” He addressed your child.

He guided the spoon into Cosmo's mouth, a thoughtful look on his face as he swallowed it. He kept his mouth open and both of your boyfriends continued staring at him, you could almost hear them mentally willing him to speak.

Cosmo ate everything as it was offered to him, kicking his feet in between mouthfuls. Damiano was engrossed by him, it reminded you of when he had first been born and everything was happening for the very first time - so many magical moments that could blow your mind. But today just felt like a perfectly normal instance of your son having a meal.

Ethan quit his viewing, going over to make himself a cup of coffee. 

After every spoonful that he fed the baby, Damiano kept repeating the word Papa. He stretched the syllables out ridiculously long, his lips moving into exaggerated shapes. 

Ethan returned to stand behind Damiano. “That doesn't look like a puh shape to me…”

“Okay, well you're just being a hater because you're gonna be so jealous when I'm his first word.” Damiano said.

Cosmo had finished his puréed meal and Damiano set the spoon down on the little tray, freeing his hands so he could wipe even more of the thick residue off of Cosmo's face. You couldn't tell if meal time was getting any less messy. Cosmo reached for the bulky spoon, keenly clenching and unclenching his fists.

“You look at me when I say puh and tell me if you genuinely think it matches what he's doing.” Ethan said.

“Okay.” Damiano got to his feet so he could face Ethan.

But this didn't mean he was about to accept Ethan's perspective. They were soon filling the room with long, single syllables. Meanwhile Cosmo was still entertained by his spoon. You hoped your boyfriends weren't going to ask for your opinion, because you were already only thinking of a nap.

“No, you look at my mouth while I say it.” Damiano told Ethan.

“No, no, look at me.”

“No, see how I'm-”

“No.”

“No, no, no.”

They weren't getting genuinely heated or cross with one another. You would class this discussion as passionate, each of them wanting to be proven right on something that felt so significant.

You noticed Cosmo making a shape with his mouth as he was staring at the doorway behind you. There was a slight furrow in his brow. You weren't sure what he was on the verge of doing - was he going to cry, was he going to crap? You weren't certain what this facial expression meant.

“Nnnnuuu…” It was almost like he was trying to hum, the sound not fully developed. He was just making noises for the sake of it, because he was experimenting with what his voice box could do.

Your boyfriends didn't stop talking because this wasn't a significant sound, seemingly. This was something similar to Cosmo's other, familiar vocalisations. But you watched your son, seeing that pull in his jaw as he really tried.

“Nnuh…”

You picked up one of the battered chicken pieces from your plate, showing it to him. “Nuh-get? Do you want one of Mama's nuggets? Nugg-et?”

He was old enough to eat solids, but you wouldn't feed him shit from McDonald's. He had far better options in the house.

He looked at the little fried object and seemed to focus on it. He continued moving his mouth, appearing indecisive about what kind of sound he wanted to make.

“Nuh!” It was a bit more distinctive this time, truly almost a word.

Ethan gestured to him. “It’s not puh, or pah.”

“Maybe not today, but it's gonna be.” Damiano said, his confidence still intact.

Ethan rolled his eyes, silently drinking his coffee. Damiano started to make himself a mug. Cosmo looked away from your food and you dunked another nugget into the aioli sauce.

“No!” Cosmo burst out, a perfectly formed word that made the entire room freeze. 

Damiano whipped around to look at him. Ethan's eyebrows raised and he leaned in closer to the high chair. Your mouth dropped open and you totally forgot about your food.

“No?” You repeated, getting the baby to look at you.

Damiano started to scramble. “Where's my phone? Where's any phone? Jesus…”

“Moe, you spoke.” Ethan said, reaching out for one of his tiny hands. “You really wanted to get that off your chest, huh?”

You got up and moved around the circular table so you could take up the seat next to his high chair. “Do you wanna say it again, honey? No? No?”

“No, no.” Ethan repeated slowly and Cosmo looked between the two of you. He had begun to smile, entertained by all of the attention he was getting.

“Tuh!” He enthusiastically articulated, extending the spoon up into the air, over his head.

“No?” You inquired, stretching the word out and smiling widely to get him excited for it. “No.”

Your heart was fluttering and you didn't want to blink because you couldn't risk missing anything. Another milestone was happening. You knew you wanted to remember this word and how it sounded for the rest of your life - your first child speaking his first word.

Damiano came back into sight, he had a phone in hand, already opened to the camera function. He aimed this at Cosmo, getting in close immediately. “No? No?”

“I think we're gonna overwhelm him.” Ethan said cautiously. “We don't even know if he's aware he said a word, nevermind knowing to repeat it.”

“You're probably right.” You said.

“This is his first step towards being the greatest public speaker the world has ever known.” Damiano said, easing back with the phone.

“And the cutest.” You said, you picked up one of Cosmo's small hands and gave it a kiss. He was just looking at the three of you - the content centre of your worlds.

He gurgled back at you, but no more words were produced. You stopped waiting and Damiano picked Cosmo out of his high chair. Ethan started to clean up the mess that had come out of this meal. You went to the bathroom, still thinking about your nap.

You wanted to check on your boys before going to the bedroom. Damiano had taken Cosmo into the lounge room, the baby sitting up with the aid of some sturdy cushions. There were toys splayed out on the floor around him, nothing yet picked by him to fixate on. As you walked further into the room, you discovered Ethan also inside. He was sitting on the couch, his phone in hand, but it was barely holding his attention. His head was turned in the direction of where Damiano was sitting on the floor in front of Cosmo.

Ethan greeted you with a smile as you walked over. “Hey, I thought you were gonna nap, baby.”

You shrugged and sat down. You gave him a kiss on the cheek before you started to reposition, lying down on the available space on the couch. You placed your head down, your cheek on his thigh and you were pleased when he started stroking your hair immediately. “I can nap here.”

“Do you know that I am just obsessed with you?” Damiano asked of Cosmo.

Cosmo looked up at his dad and smiled, a little gurgling noise coming from him at the same time. You felt your breathing even out and your thoughts slowed down, letting go of that mental checklist of priorities. Ethan rested his hand on your shoulder as you kept getting more comfortable.

You watched Cosmo, wondering if he would say that single syllable again. You didn't need him to talk, but you kept watching, until your eyelids grew too heavy to hold open.

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[ykaaaras]

Nicole is 19 years old, she's living in the rough Russian suburbs and is the type of girl who most of her time spends hanging out with boys and playing basketball. Boys take her for granted forgetting that she's a girl, a girl with mental problems, a messed up family, and a big crush on one of her friends.

This story doesn't intend to condemn, insult or preach. It's pure fiction.

READ HERE ♥️

[hollywoodroses]

sheena / infp / she/her / desi-canadian

mostly an 80’s blog but multi-fandom

part-time fan fiction writer

I make gifs

my music taste is eclectic

måneskin live in my mind, rent-free

[filthforfriends]

Hot girls doing hot shit (creating friendships when the patriarchy and the world would rather they be enemies)

[maneskinhouse]

“C’mon, don’t cry on me now. Nobody wants to gangbang a crying girl,” he murmurs.

Vic chuckles wetly. “You’d be surprised.”

He shares the laugh but then unwraps her from the embrace so he can look her in the eyes. “Yeah, but this isn’t p0rn. This is a reasonable gangbang where everyone is friends and respectful of each other and knows this is just performative. No judgement whatsoever.”

Read the series by on AO3 (Explicit: only suitable for adults)

[oro-e-diamanti]

The Måneskin CYOA Story!

Welcome to my newest chaotic creative project, thank you to everyone who's voted "yes" on this silly little idea and I hope you'll enjoy the story, wherever it might lead us!

First things first: If you want to be tagged in story updates (as this won't have a regular update day and I want as many people voting as possible), click this link.

Now, a few notes on how this will go down:

I want this to be as interactive as possible, so the parts I'll put online will vary in length and might be quite short at times so you can keep voting on the plot and have a lot of say in what is happening!

You are also always welcome to drop into my inbox, on or off anon, to share thoughts or ideas about where you'd love this story to go, random plot ideas you might have, inspiration, anything at all, I'm happy to include as much of your thoughts as possible.

Votings will be open for a week but depending on when I have the time and motivation to write, I might inofficially close it sooner and go with the leading choice if it's obvious. In that case I'll post an update to let you know and screenshot the current results of the voting that I'll use. I'll hashtag those (and possibly any other) updates as #cyoa update.

The first part will be uploaded on Monday (October 16) and all parts will be linked here in the masterlist under the cut 💕

Masterlist

Part 1

[berenwrites]

Dangerous OUTBREAK!? 🧠🤗 #shorts (1m Fantasy Story) Inspired by Måneskin

Sometimes magic just has to break out. A contemporary fantasy tale inspired by the wonderful Måneskin. Thank you for liking and subscribing to my YouTube channel Tales with Tasha, if you enjoy the story.

This week we have fantasy stories inspired by some of my favourite YouTube channels and vids, some epic, some funny, some contemporary. Check back every day at 4 GMT to see who I have chosen and what they inspired me to write.

[mistressofthecats-blog]

If you went ahead and read "Use Me" part 4 that insanely talented @pjisskullourful cooked up from my request, you'd see hOW MUCH I AGREE WITH THIS.

Only creeps hate hairy men. I saw someone complaining about a guy’s happy trail. Freak, that is the best part of a man.

[claredugmorewrites]

Wings, Witches and Wonder Chapter Six, NaNoWriMo Progress & Other Life Stuff

Happy Friday, everyone!

Chapter six of my serial, paranormal-romance, web-fiction WINGS, WITCHES AND WONDER, is now live and available on ReamStories to 'Apprentice' to 'Master Wizard' tiers. 

And it's a spicy chapter! ;)

https://reamstories.com/claredugmore/public

In other news, NaNoWriMo has been a bit hit-and-miss this week, as it's PMS week, and I often struggle when my hormones are out of whack. I don't really want to do much of anything.

Though I did get in a few days of writing, and recorded a new episode of the Write Here, Write Now podcast, which will be with you on November 15. https://www.facebook.com/whwnpodcast

Hubby bought a new camera this week and is trying to improve his Youtube content. If you like handheld gaming (SteamDeck, ASUS ROG Ally etc.) or retro gaming, you should definitely check it out. https://www.youtube.com/@RetroResolve

Finally, I recently discovered the Italian rock band Maneskin, and have been listening to them for the last couple of weeks. Today they released a new deluxe version of their Rush! album, with five new songs, and OMG! They're amazing. There are three upbeat, danceable bangers, and two absolutely heart-breaking ballads. I can't stop listening to them. https://open.spotify.com/album/2kcJ3TxBhSwmki0QWFXUz8?si=bn_ExXecRCaU9usV1KloVQ

That's all I have for you this week. Hopefully, I can shake the PMS blues soon, and get some more words on the page. 

Until next week, take care and read on!

T.T.F.N

[cup-0fp0isonx]

whether it be melodies that give you inspiration for your muse or songs that get you into the writing mood — pick 10 songs you find to give you the urge, the drive, or the creativity to write for your muse!

Valentino - Olly Alexander

♫ Quicker than a flash, he had me at hello He took me by the hand, we started dancing slow I didn't wanna get attached but now, I'm far too close And he knows just what he's doing♫

2. For Your Entertaiment - Adam Lambert

♫ Oh, I bet you thought that I was soft and sweet You thought an angel swept you off your feet Well, I'm about to turn up the heat I'm here for your entertainment ♫

3. Savages - MARINA

♫ Underneath it all, we're just savages Hidden behind shirts, ties and marriages How could we expect anything at all? We're just animals still learning how to crawl♫ ♫ I'm not afraid of God, I am afraid of man♫

4. High Enough - K.Flay

♫I used to like liquor to get me inspired But you look so beautiful, my new supplier I used to like smoking to stop all the thinking But I found a different buzz♫

5. HOT TO GO - Chappell Roan

♫ I could be the one or your new addiction It's all in my head, but I want non-fiction I don't want the world, but I'll take this city Who can blame a girl? Call me hot, not pretty♫

6. Gimme More - Britney Spears

♫Cameras are flashin' while we're dirty dancin' They keep watching (they keep watching), keep watching Feels like the crowd is saying - Gimme, gimme (more)♫

7. Gossip - Maneskin, Tom Morello

♫ Keep drinking and acting cool Don't care if your day is blue Nobody loves a gloomy face, just Take your pills and dance all night♫

8. Diet Mountain Dew - Lana Del Rey

♫Maybe I like this roller coaster Maybe it keeps me high Maybe the speed it brings me closer I could sparkle up your eye♫

9. Familiar Taste of Poison - Halestorm

♫The promises (the promises) were spoiled before they left your lips ♫Underneath to my skin, holding on to The sweet escape is always laced with a familiar taste of poison. ♫ I could fight this 'til the end But maybe I don't wanna win♫

10. Venom - Icon for Hire

♫Don't meet their eyes it's hypnotic Make you forget that it's toxic Caught up in all the chaotic Sold you a lie and you bought it Before you know it you're nauseous Hands down your throat 'til you vomit Collapse from all the exhaustion And now they got what they wanted♫

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[ykaaaras]

The Shiver // Page 1

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