#ok time to go grazy in the tags

[sl-newsie]

Cool Your Jets- Ch. 12: Coming Home (Riff x newcomer)

Back on the streets, cops are still buzzing down every block. But I can tell the heat of the recent rumble is starting to cool off. Still, something seems… off. I don’t know what, but something inside is telling me something’s wrong.

And it’s proven right when I go back to the clinic and Josephina rushes up to me.

“Marilyn! Thank goodness! You just missed him- he kept going on about stopping the Jets! I don’t think the morphine’s worn off yet! Then he- he collapsed-!”

I hold my hands up. “Whoa, slow down Josie! What happened?”

She sighs. “It’s Riff! His blood pressure is dropping again!”

“What?! What do you mean? How did this happen-?” I feel my own blood start to drain from my face.

“The bullet must have hit a major artery near his heart. I’m sorry, mi querida. But we do not have the tools or skills to operate on that kind of wound.” 

She gives me a look of apology as if to numb some of the pain away, but it only makes me feel an empty, dizzy feeling of falling into a dark abyss. I just got Riff back, and now he’s slipping away again? I guess life really doesn’t want me to be happy. But I can’t show fear now. Riff’s worried enough, and he needs all the courage he can get.

“I’ll go sit with him, Josie. You get back to your rounds, don’t worry about Riff.”

Josephina gives a nod and walks back down the hall. “Thank you, Marilyn. I really am sorry.”

With that, I dash to Riff’s patient room and find him looking more pale than ever.

“Riff?” I say with an unsteady voice.

He tilts his head up from the pillow, and I can see fear in his eyes. But when he sees it’s me the fear melts away.

“Lynnie! How’d it go?” God, he sounds so weak.

I groan and start tear’n up. “God, Riff. I don’t understand how ya could ever keep those- those.. those barbarians in check!” 

I go to grab his hand but instead he pulls me in and wraps his arms around me. “Hey, calm down. Calm down. Now tell me, did they hurt you?” He gives me a worried look.

I shake my head. “No, they foist thought I was you. And I caught them… nearly raping Anita!”

Riff’s face hardens and his grip tightens. “They what?”

“They- they locked Grazi and Velma outside while they pretty much dog-piled on Anita! If I hadn’t gotten there when I did…” I choke down a sob as Riff rubs my back.

“Marilyn, I’m so sorry you had to see that. I-” He sighs and rubs his head. “I thought I’d taught them better. I promise, I’ll personally apologize to Anita and make sure each and every Jet gets punished.”

I nod shakily. “Th- Thanks, Riff. B- But Josephina said you’ve lost more blood. Are- Do ya feel ok?”

He frowns. “Um, yeah? Why wouldn’t I be?” Because you’re bleeding to death. Riff lifts my head up and thinks for a minute, then says: “Marilyn, are you happy here?”

Huh?

I tilt my head. “What do you mean?”

“Marilyn Jackson, would you be will’n to put up with me out west?”

I gasp. “Out west? But Riff…” I gesture to the buildings around us. “This is your home, all you have left. Why would you wanna leave that?” In the condition you’re in you wouldn’t even make it to the train station!

Riff sighs and looks me dead in the eyes. “I’ve always known that eventually my home would crumble away. Yeah the Jets’ve gotten me through tough times, but they ain’t gonna be around forever. Besides, with all the violence and-” He chuckles. “Near-death experiences, I think it’s time to settle for good and actually do someth’n with my life.”

If it weren’t for Riff’s life slipping away by the second I’d think of this heartwarming scene very differently. But I gotta stay strong.

I smile at this, and grasp Riff’s hand. “So, I actually did talk some sense into you, Jet Boy.”

“Sure did, beautiful. So whaddya say- mind if I tag along with ya?”

The thought-a spend’n life with Riff out west sounds… like an adventure. One that I might be able to handle, away from violence and old memories. I’ve only known him for a short time, but I can tell he’s… different. Maybe he could've put all this Jet business behind him, if only he wasn’t dying.

“Riff.”

“Yeah?”

“I think it’s clear that I care for ya, with the whole ‘save’n your life’ bit in the warehouse. I think I can trust you, and you’ve shown me that life don’t have to be about look’n forward all the time. If you’d told me last week that I’d fall for a gang leader, I’dve said you were crazy! But now… now I think I wanna spend my life with you, Riff Lorton.” At least what’s left of it. “If that’s what you want.”

Riff’s smiling. A bright, wide smile, while his eyes show no more fear or anger- only bewilderment and devotion.

“Lynnie, I’d take a hundred bullets to be with you!”

I push his chest. “No, no! We don’t need that- we just got you patched up, and now you’ve lost so much blood-!”

He ignores this and swings me down for a deep kiss, and all I think about is Riff. The stubborn, cocky Jet Boy that I’ve grown to luv so much. And he’s dying.

“Ya fell for me, didja beautiful?” He smirks after he pulls away.

I smile and nod back. “Yeah, I fell hard. But right now, Riff, I- I’m scared.”

Riff frowns. “Why, Lynnie?”

Biting my lip, I try to think of the best way to phrase my next words. “Riff, you’re- you’re-” My nerves get the best-a me and I lean into Riff’s shoulder with fresh tears glistening down my face. “You’re dying!” I sob softly.

The Jet leader considers this, then slowly looks down to his dressed wound. “Not all patched up, huh?” One might think he’d expected this.

“The- the bullet went deeper than we thought. And Josephina says we can’t do more to help it.” I shake my head. “How can you be so calm? You’re dying and you’re just- just- smiling?”

The Jet boy is, in fact, smiling. A carefree smile directed at me, as if I’m the morphine keeping him alive. At first he doesn’t answer. He just nuzzles his head against my chest and gives a deep sigh.

“Marilyn, I couldn’t think of a better way to go. My only regret is leaving you. I’m so sorry…” 

“B- But you’re in pain, lying in a bed in a gray, dim-lit clinic room. How could this possibly be any good way to go?” I hiccup a sob.

Riff shakes his head and presses a kiss to my cheek. “It doesn’t hurt, Lynnie. And I don’t need any fancy room to die in. You being here is plenty enough. I luv you so much…”

He starts to fade out, and I start to panic.

“Riff? Riff? Oh, God. No no no! I can’t lose you again!”

Riff smiles, eyes still closed. “Don’t miss me too much, Lynnie. Go. Live your life out west. Just don’t forget me.”

I can feel his pulse slowing by the second, and more tears start spilling down my face as I clutch his hand. “I will never ever forget you, Gariff Lorton. You’s changed my life forever, and you're the only man I luv.” I pull him in for another kiss, this one slightly desperate and melancholy.

Riff lets out another heavy sigh. “I… I luv you too, Marilyn…” Then, the Jet leader lets out his last breath and his body releases all tension. His hand goes limp and lets go of mine, a sure sign he’s passed.

“Riff? Riff? RIFF!” I scream and sob into his chest as I pull his body closer. But he doesn’t wake up. He’ll never wake up again, even after I tried so hard to save him.

Lifting my head, I no longer see Riff. Only the shell of what’s left of him. I set the body down, giving him one last kiss on the forehead.

“Close you eyes, close your eyes

And forget all about us tonight…”

The door bursts open and Josephina rushes in. When she sees Riff’s body, she nearly lets out a scream.

“He’s dead,” I state with cold eyes.

“Please, mi querida! You need to have time to process this, maybe outside-?” Josephina tries to lead me away, but I hold my ground next to Riff's bed.

“Leave. Let me be,” I whisper as a single tear rolls down my face, my eyes glazed from shock.

“Marilyn, please-”

“Leave!” I shout in her face.

“I would, but the police are outside! I’m trying to warn you to go out the back!”

An hour ago I would’ve jumped up and dashed out the door, but now it’s as if my mind has wandered elsewhere. All I can think of is why did Riff have to die so young, in a city that promises new chances and bright futures but instead delivers cruel humanity and shattered dreams?

Josephina ignores my blank face and drags me away from Riff’s body, down the hall, and to the back exit. When she pushes me outside the cold air slaps me in the face and shakes me out of my daze. By now I can make out the sound of sirens in front of the building.

“Go, go! I’ll take care of the body, don’t worry!” The kind nurse assures me. “They’ll never know you were here.”

I give a stiff nod. “Thank you, for everything. Just please, please make sure he gets a proper burial?”

“I will.”

She gives me one last hug before heading back in, leaving me to fend in the streets. Streets that seem darker, colder, and far more lonely. 

What now? I guess I’ll walk back and get ready to leave. Where? Out west, I suppose. There’s nothing left for me here but gang violence, broken dreams, and painful memories. This place seemed decent at first, with a nice neighborhood with kind friends. Until I met Riff, and a whole new world of taking chances and seeing poverty as freedom was opened up to me. Love was opened up to me.

I don’t know how far I’ve walked, only that any random bum who’d try to rape or mess with me would feel every measure of my contained wrath. I’m not mad, just frustrated. And sad. But I do see now that I’m near Doc’s, a part of the torn down part of the West Side.

“Chino! Chino! Come get me! I’m right here!” I look down the street and see- Tony? “Don’t leave me here. Chino, kill me! Kill me too!” He walks out of my sight. He’s just walking around openly, as if posing as a human target.

Tony, what are you doing-?

Oh. Maria. That’s why he’s willing to die. After seeing Riff pass, a part-a me can’t blame him.

But just because a luved one dies doesn’t mean we should kill ourselves, though I do feel a part-a me died along with Riff.

I see Tony pass in front of me just before I get out of the alley, and when I look out I can see a bewildered look spread across his face.

Wha-?

I gasp. Maria?

It is her! Alive and smiling! She’s got her suitcase and is walking towards Tony with a big grin on her face, just like the ending of a fairy tale! But then-

Her face falls, and in a split second I see Chino step out into the street, pointing a gun at Tony’s back.

It all flies so fast.

I don’t think, I just sprint into the street between Chino and Tony, just as Maria screams over the gunshot that rings out throughout the night. Tony looks down at himself, but sees no wound. He looks at me-

And sees the stain of red blooming across my shirt and the blood dripping down my legs.

It doesn’t hurt. No, dying doesn’t hurt. Just like Riff said. It’s… calm. Like drifting off to sleep.

By now Tony and Maria have rushed over to kneel next to where I’ve fallen, trying to address my wound.

Tears are already forming in Maria’s eyes. “Dear God, Marilyn! You saved him!”

I try to sit up more and cringe as the bullet pinches my skin. “You both deserve a happy ending. God knows I’ve tried to move on, but I think everything I’ve done has been leading me up to this.”

“Marilyn?”

By now more Jets have shown up, Mouthpiece being one of them and is now rushing towards me with a look of pure horror.

“What the Hell happened?” He looks between me and Tony. “What the Hell happened, Tony?”

Tony holds a hand to his face and says in a quiet voice: “Chino tried to shoot me. Marilyn took the bullet.”

“It’s ok, Mouthpiece.” I lift my shaking hand and take his, and he grips it tight. “Don’t be mad. No one should be mad anymore.” I look over at the crowd of Jets and Sharks forming down the street.

“I think you've made your point now.

You've even gone a bit too far to get the message home.

Before it gets too frightening,

We ought to call a halt.

So, could we start again, please??

The Jets and Sharks look back and forth at each other, both gangs having guilty faces.

“What made you do that?” Tony asks in a soft voice.

I try to shift to a comfortable position on the pavement without losing more blood, looking between the two luvers. 

“You both have something special. Something Riff and I had. He’s dead now, but if I can prevent the same from happening to you then I’d take a hundred more bullets. At least now I can go see Riff, and my parents. At least now maybe I’ll be at peace…”

I start to feel more light headed, drifting from side to side. Mouthpiece sees this and helps Maria lay me down gently onto the pavement using Maria’s shawl as a pillow.

“God, Marilyn. I’m so sorry it had to be like this.”

“Mi querida, you will always have people here who will love and remember you.”

“It’s ok. You don’t have to worry anymore-”

Their voices fade away, and are replaced by silence. The dark streets and dim city lights melt into black nothingness. I go to lift my hand to test my vision, only to find I have no body anymore. But I know I shouldn’t be afraid. Instead, I feel… calm. A spot of light begins to bloom ahead of me and I can feel myself going forward towards it, the light growing brighter.

“Hiya, Lynnie!” I hear from the bright spot of light.

I’m coming home, Riff...

[whatgaviiformes]

For the September prompts, could I request Lemon Tree and Kayo please? Somehow the idea of these two together is singing to me...🍋🖤

Hiiiii. I really wanted to be able to do this for you; please forgive me for this not being my strongest of pieces. I did have to add Gordon to get Kayo to speak to me, and the lemons are there even if the tree is not. <3. They are siblings, and peers, and they respect each other. Hopefully it shows. Thanks so much for the ask and the support.

I like the headcanon of Gordon calling Kayo "Tin" so I borrowed that from Nutty with her permission. :D

Characters: Kayo, Gordon

Words: 870

Genre: General

Universe Notes - Military!Gordon, TAG.

Warnings: Mentions of Alcohol Consumption (responsible)

***

“Hey, Tin?” Gordon quickly plopped into his mouth a sardine from the charcuterie display he’d ordered as his antipasto and, as Kayo grimaced at his manners, he at least had the good graces to swallow before he continued.  “I’m going to need you to relax.”

“I really don’t understand how you can eat that.”

“They are a bit salty,” he mused, swirling on the flavor still in his mouth. “But I can’t just leave the little fishies there uneaten. It’s inhumane.”

“Yeah, ok.” She turned back away from his feast of fish, gazing out to the expanse of ultramarine beside them.

It was to be his home the next few days – the Gulf of Naples that is, beautiful waters in Mediterranean blue, watched over by what was left of the towering Mt. Vesuvio visible in the distance. For Gordon’s experience in the depths of the sea, the bay was a relatively shallow estuary. But it wasn’t about how deep the body of water went. He was more concerned with what creatures called the place home, in this instance which fin whales – and one razorback in particular he’d been tracking as part of his research dissertation.  (D.Sc. meet Gordon Tracy!)

Gordon called it a “surface trip” which didn’t mean surface at all really, just that he’d be arriving by boat instead of submarine and diving within the capabilities of standard research tech instead of the Brains’ tested and certified deep-sea gadgets of International Rescue. It would be enough for him to listen to the whale song, and if he was lucky, maybe he’d get to see his boyo.

Since the excursion was to depart tomorrow out of a little town in the outskirts of Sorrento, arriving a day early gave Gordon the time to reorient himself to the normal sleep schedule of the time-zone and decompress from being constantly on call as they were. He’d been in Italy for only a few hours, but the warm wind and the friendly lapping of blue on the shore calmed him, so his spirits were high despite the nerves around the importance of this trip.

His companion was less thrilled by the break. Virgil had been unavailable, Scott was busy with Tracy Industries reports, and Alan could hardly fly him over in a space rocket, so Kayo had offered to drop him off. It had taken some heavy pleading, a bit of chore reallocation, and eventually Kayo agreed to stay and leave the next morning.

A worthy exchange. His siblings deserved a holiday. And once he saw an opportunity unfolding to spend some time with his sister, he couldn’t let go of the idea. They didn’t call him a master of pranks for nothing – though this was less of a prank and more of a gentle coercion.

Their first of their entrées arrived, for the traditional trattoria included two within the standard four-course meal, and Kayo nodded kindly in thanks. Gordon beamed, a “Grazie!” while he moved his plate of fish to the side to make room for his pasta.  

“I’m relaxed,” she told him after a while only once they’d dug into their meals. “Really.”  

Gordon eyed her deliberately, mindlessly twirling his pasta with his fork and watching peridot scanning the room even as she said it. “I think you think that. I can tell you are still on look out.” He saw her start to panic and added, “I can only tell because I know you.”

She frowned, shrugging. “Maybe I am. Someone has to do it.”

“It doesn’t have to be you all the time. We are safe; promise.”

“Yeah?”

The skepticism was evident. He was almost offended. Almost.  “Yeah.” It had been a long time since his brief service in WASP, but the training gave him lessons for a lifetime. “Closest exit is that one” – he gestured his fork towards the wall to their left – “there’s a gentleman behind me that obviously knows who we are but won’t dare approach because you keep giving him the stink eye, our server is oblivious which is kinda’ nice actually, and the owner has come by twice. Dice is out on that one, but he’s harmless. Now, agree to get some limoncello with me.”

“Gordon- “

“We’re in Italy; it’s required.”

“It’s a digestivo. That means after the meal.”

“It’s alcohol,” he challenged, grinning. “That means when the mood strikes. I won’t push if you don’t want any, but lemons, Kayo. Lemons.”

“Yeah, yeah. You make lemonade.”

“Nuh-uh. You make limoncello!” He was pleased to see her laughing, even if it was at his expense. Kayo was good at her job, too good, and she took after workaholic Scott in ways Gordon didn’t necessarily believe were the healthiest of habits. He knew what it was like to be “on” all the time. It would cause burn out. Always did.

They placed their additional drink order and the bottle was brought out with the timing of their second entrée as they requested, with minimal questioning. The locals were kind about the whims of their tourists.

“So where did you stash Shadow again?”

Kayo swirled the narrow glass to twirl the liquid neon, and she narrowed her eyes at him with a gleam. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

[blondrenjun]

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[teenyweenynightghost]

Maneskin Group Chat - Chapter 8

A/n: so I have some requests left but my brain no worky so why not post part 8 of this absolute chaotic piece of shit. Hope you enjoy <3

Masterlist (for the other chapters)

Warnings: swearing. Like a lot

(Maneskin House 10:35)

D: We should make another music video

E: It is an expensive and difficult decision to make, Damiano, we can’t just decide to do it over text

D: Shut up EDGAR

D: I suggest Mamma Mia

T: Perfect, we’ll kill all our fans

V: YOU GUYS I HAVE AN IDEA

T: WHAT

E: Speak child

V: weird- ANYWAY

V: WHAT IF WE KILLED DAMIANO IN THE VIDEO

T: YES YES YES YES

E: This is the first violent thing you suggest that I agree with

V: Because it’s genius

T: I WANNA SMASH A GUITAR ON HIS FACE

V: I WANNA MAKE OUT WITH A GIRL

E: If I’m tagging along… I suppose drowning Damiano in piss would be nice

D: :0

D: what

V: Awww bambino, WE’RE GONNA HAVE SO MUCH FUN

D: 😦☝️

D: 😑🤌

D: Why

V: Ok let’s all weigh in as to why

V: EHEM number one- you’re a constant pain in our fucking ass

V: You’re a perfectionist asshole

T: You expose me in interviews for stealing ciggarets

E: You keep crowd surfing and I have to deal with you crying later from the injury

D: Y/N CARE TO HELP

E: No chance. She’s sleeping next to me

V: Is that why I heard no movement from your room?

E: What. Did you want me to wake her up?

V: You’re a fool, Ethan.

E: Y’ALL OH MY FUCKING GOD CAZZO VICTORIA DE ANGELIS QUEEN DEL TRASH JUST WROTE AN ACTUAL SENTENCE

V: Do you want us to kill you too?

D: Mr Noodle and the princess killing Ethan and I? With what strength

T: Hey! I’ve started walking!

E: power. Walking. Thomas. Power walking.

T: At least I’m not like Damiano

D: I WORKOUT!

T: Yeah in bed

D: You have terrible comebacks Thomas. You are right. I am a sex god

V: BACK TO THE VIDEO YOU DUMB ASSHOLES

D: I preffered this discussiom

V: Of course you did 🙄

D: Ok, well, Giorgia is home so, excuse me Thommy bambino but I’ll go “workout”

T: THATS EW AND I DID NOT NEED TO KNOW THAT

E: Close your eyes Cobra and pretend you didn’t read that

T: Yeah I’m gonna go do that

***

12:27

Y/n: Well, I missed a bit

V: Morning hottie

Y/n: A good morning to you too, Victoria

V: Did Ethan wake you up properly or did you wake up without a head between your legs?

E: Victoria de Angelis stop flirting with my girlfriend.

V: No grazie, bebeh <3

Y/n: You two are cute

V: Exactly, so you could come to my room

V: You’d have a much better time than with Ethan😉

***

T: Why did I hear a scream

Y/n: I have a guess

T: Nvm I read the previous messages

V: THIS BITCH

Y/n: what happened

V: HE TORE OUT A STRING FROM MY BASS!?? WHO DOES THAT

E: hihi

D: Ethan. She’ll disassemble your drum set

E: she can fucking try

V: oh? Too bad you’re already back in bed with Y/n

E: 😃

E: che

V: CIAO FUCKERS

***

V: so i talked to our manager and she said we can all kill Dami in the new video

D: idk about y’all but im feeling a bit attacked

T: that is because we are attacking you

D: NAH REALLY?

T: you said the dumb thing first

D: you’re lucky you’re such a cutie

T: i want to smash a guitar on his head

D: YEAH YOU MENTIONED THAT BEFORE JACKASS

T: you just called me a cutie im getting whiplash

T: MOMMY

E: i was out running errands what

E: who hurt you

T: the whore

E: damiano

D: now im lowkey insulted

Y/n: oh but you let Gio call you that?

D: the day you’ll fuck me like she does will be the day you get to call me that

Y/n: fair enough. Babe did you get me tampons?

E: we have three packs in the bathroom

Y/n: what type

E: lemon, strawberry and mint, amore

Y/n: tampons, not ice cream

E: oh yeah and we have chocolate ice cream

Y/n: too?

E: wdym too

Y/n: AMORE what do you think the colored packaging on tampons refers to?

E: … Vic said they’re flavours

***

[chat between Y/n and Vic]

V: im begging you go with it

V: its my longest running lie

V: i even convinced his whole family to go with it

Y/n: he will be deeply hurt

Y/n: im in

V: perfection

***

[maneskin house]

Y/n: you’re right, babe

Y/n: but how old are the lemon ones? They stopped making them quite a while ago

D: how? Gio asks me to get them all the time

Y/n: oh… then ig i just didn’t see em

E: maybe

T: uh guys

D: no

T: ok maybe later

V: dami you asshole

D: vic you sea bitch

V: sea??

D: your eyes- they’re like the sea

V: and thats supposed to be an insult?

***

E: I WANT TO KNOW WHO DID NOT ANSWER THOMAS’S PHONE CALL

V: damiano

D: it was victoria del trash

Y/n: what happened?

E: HE CALLED ME CRYING WITH SIRENS IN THE BACKGROUND

V: uh…oh

E: HE SET FIRE TO THE KITCHEN AND YALL WERE LITERALLY NEXT DOOR

E: HOW DID YOU NOT NOTICE??

V: we’re antisocial

Y/n: OMG THE POOR BOY! IS HE OK? WHERE ARE YOU GUYS??

E: we’re… we’re getting ice cream

V: 😑

V: bullshit why does your snap map show you’re the mall

E: he wanted to get a plush

E: to commemorate

E: burning theee strands of hair off

D: and you went with it?

E: WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO??

V: fair

V: i want to go buy more leather harnesses y/n r u cumming with me?

E: i will kill you

Y/n: sure!

E: 👁👄👁

Y/n: what

Y/n: OH

V: oh shit i made a typo

Y/n: oh okay

Y/n: anyway… see you in 5 min?

Vic: sure 😇

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[its-me-im-coraline]

A push to the right direction // Victoria De Angelis

words // 1241

warnings // maybe a little cursing, was meant to be a little angsty but I don't think i succeeded in that

pairing // Victoria De Angelis x GN!Reader

author's note // if you want to be on the tag list let me know. again, for the millionth time, don't forget that sundays will be for "sleepovers" from now on, so I can have a bit of a break and still give you guys something so yay. also this originally was supposed to be out yesterday but toothace and all I could barely function at all sooooo yeah. I hope you enjoy the little beach vibes and locked in car scenrio 😂

request // yes, it was through messages by @tabi-toast so i'm putting it here

"I’d like to request some friends to lovers with Vic where the boys notice that they like each other and try to push them towards each other? Maybe some angst but mostly lots of fluff hehehe"

summary // Victoria and reader have been friends for a while, both harboring unspoken feelings. While the two are oblivious beyond their minds the boys of the band have figured out all the glances and sublte touches the two share. Well, all they need is a little push to see the truth.

It was simply agonizing. The way the two looked at each other lovingly, staring with adoration every time they were sure they would not get caught, the way they spoke of each other, constantly using the fondest of words… They were both suffering from the unspoken feelings, the constant emotion of (non existent, really) rejection making the bad days harder and the good days bad, taking away from the most important moments they shared. The friends they shared were surely close to taking off, not wanting to see the constant pinning and insecurities that come with it.

The pair tended to be so oblivious to the obvious. Writing off indications of romantic feelings as plain signs of the comfort they had with each other. The hugs, the cuddles, the hair petting, all the pet names, the spontaneous 1 am singing competitions in the car while driving to find some food. They wrote it off as plain and simple platonic affection.

But, after, as the times passed by and the two would not seem to understand the feelings they shared, they would each go to a different member, complaining and even crying about the lack of reciprocation.

“How can you know that, Y/N? You haven’t even told her!”

“Well, I know her! She doesn’t want me Thomas!”

A similar scenarios would apply to Victoria sharing her feelings. They were both so blinded by fear of losing each other that they were blind to the truth. But everyone with eyes was not. Everyone, even people that had never met them before, could see that they were dying to be together, sometimes even assuming that they are… But that only ever resulted in awkward denying and later crying over the non existent rejection.

Currently they were laying on a towel at the beach, cuddled up together while relaxing with the last sun rays of the day and the soft sound of waves. The entire group had decided that a beach day was long overdue, the pool just simply not satisfactory enough. It was not the same to be by the sea, with the waves and the beautiful view, and being by a pool with the superficial lights and all (not that they could really complain).

“So, you mean to tell me that it actually happened?!” Yelled Y/N, laughing at yet another story Victoria shared with them.

“It did! I swear!” Victoria laughed back, caressing Y/N’s back softly as they both laughed.

“Well you need to take me with you next time you visit that place again. Who knows? Maybe another incident like that will happen.”

“I surely will,” she said, leaving a soft kiss on their heads.

“Are you feeling tired, amore?”

“Maybe a little… I had a long day…”

“You can take a nap on me if you need to. I’ll wake you up before Thomas and Damiano go to get us food.”

“I suppose I could,” they responded and settled in for a small nap.

The rest of Måneskin simply stared at the pair while discussing how exactly they were not one. It seemed so obvious to them how they had strong feelings, undeniable ones at that, and they could not stand and watch. Something had to happen.

So they came up with a devious plan. It would piss off Victoria a bit but it would bring the results they needed. Damiano walked to the car they came in, thanking technology with all of his might, in his head, remembering how his car has child-proofing mechanisms at the doors so they can only open from the outside. Thus the plan was in action.

After coming back he simply settled down, going back to doing his own thing - whatever he was doing before and waiting until it was time to move forward with it.

“Agh, I’m starving! When are you guys going for the food?”

“Me too.” Thomas stated before settling back in his chair for a moment.

“Hey, Vic!” He almost yelled, the woman flinching and checking to see if he woke Y/N up.

“What is it Thomas?” her voice was sharp, body quickly moving to walk up to him, making sure to not disturb her crushe’s nap.

“Can you and Y/N go for the food? Honestly I am bored, Damiano said he’s not coming and Ethan is too preoccupied right now.” He pouted and everything, giving the older girl the softest look he could possibly manage, while pointing at Ethan having a phone call.

“Couldn’t you have thought of that before? Seriously, Thomas, right now? They are sleeping.”

“Oh, come on Vic, please! I’ll owe you!”

“Agh, agh, fine, let me wake them,” she paused,”you’re lucky I’m hungry or I would let all of you starve,” she mumbled, annoyed by the boys’ laziness, before going over to the sleeping figure on the towel.

“Hey, amore… come on, sweets, wake up. Hey. Hey,” she repeated softly, a sweet smile on her face as their eyes opened slowly.

“Vic? Oh, are the guys going for the food?”

“Not quite. The guys are being annoying and refuse to go. So, if you want to eat we have to go.”

“Oh, alright then. Give me a moment to wake up,” they said and Victoria smoothed down their sea-salt stained t-shirt.

“Ethan, where are the keys?”

“On the engine, cucciola.”

“Ok, grazie.”

With that the two clueless friends sat in the car, Victoria realizing the keys were missing a little too late.

“Agh, cazzo, Ethan! They are not her- The door isn’t opening. Why is the door not opening?”

“Mine isn’t either.”

“Ethan!” Her voice could be heard crystal clear, even with the windows separating her from the outside.

“What is it, Victoria?” He asked, a smug smile on his face as he stood outside the car window.

“What did you do?”

“Well,” spoke Damiano, “you two clueless, little shits have gotten annoying. So if you are not going to do it, we will.” He stated and Victoria’s eyes almost went out of her head, catching onto what her friend was saying.

“Y/N, Victoria has feelings for you. Victoria, Y/N has feelings for you. Now talk!”

If only glare’s could kill, Ethan would be having a very painful death as Vic kept mumbling how she’ll kill him. Y/N, on the other hand, simply stared at Victoria in adoration.

“Do you have feelings for me?”

“Look Y/N, I-”

“Answer my question Victoria! Do you have feelings for me?”

“Yes,” she replied, looking down as if she was ashamed.

“That’s not how I wanted you to find out. I wasn’t really planning on telling you cause I know that Ethan is lying but-”

“Victoria! Take a breath between sentences! What are you talking about? Ethan is not lying, you know?”

“I know, Y/N, you don’t have to sugarco- Wait, what?”

“He isn’t lying, Victoria. I really like you.” “You do?”

“Mhm, I do. Now, will you give me a kiss or are you waiting for Ethan to smash our heads together,” they joked, easing up the tension Victoria was feeling and pushing their lips to hers.

It was not anything special, just a simple, soft, kiss. What made it special was that it was to each other. They shared a kiss together, not someone else, not a stranger, not someone they had no feelings for, but someone they were yearning for, for a very long time now.

tag list: @bieberhoodforever@tabi-toast @ginny-lily @moriro-da-regina

[troop52]

do u !!! have any character theme songs for the troop boys? Like any songs you think really fits them (and why u think it fits)?

THATS A GREAT QUESTION!!

Before I get into it Im going to plug this collaborative Troop Playlist on Spotify, feel free to add onto it!! Continuing with my picks

I think a lot of the songs I associate with The Troop in general are just because I happened to listen to them around the same time I got into the book in the first place (So they could only be tangentially related BUT only if you squint hard) Example: Drunk by The Living Tombstone, cant really tie it into the story but in my mind its linked Some better, more fitting songs under the cut (Side note its LONGGG IM SORRY... Also its all YouTube links because some of these arent on Spotify :'^()

Disclaimer -Like 95% of my choices arent really a "These lyrics match up exactly 1 to 1" but more of an overall "the vibe/general idea its trying to capture lines up" type thing. If that makes sense.

Its Alright by Jack Stauber: Kind of self explanatory, I think its a perfect song for these guys. From "It's alright, I'm here, Everything's alright, Feels weird but calm, I wanna hear It's alright" to the whole sound of it- its all great. Equal parts distressing and sad with an almost eerie calmness to it. Despite it all theyre gonna be alright, right?

The Second Little Piggy by Worthikids: Another one that I think is sort of self explanatory- at least with the chorus. "If my brain turns to mush, If the shit hits the fan, Will you be my friend?" Kind of the falling apart of everything, specifically their relationships, in light of the incident.

Poor George by James Supercave: Another case of "listened to at the same time I read the book" BUT I was actually making a Troop PMV script with that song. I never finished it but maybe Ill revisit it... just for you

Cold Summer by Le Matos ft Computer Magic: I dont even think this takes place in the summer but the VIBES and also it came from Summer of 84, which is another good piece of murder boy media.

Treehouse by Alex G ft Emily Yacina: This is a Eef and Max type of song because they are bffs and thats final. Basic song because Im not creative, but I think its a nice heart to heart theyd have (with Eef doing the talking)

Fifteen Minuets by Nick Krol: On the flipside heres a song that goes with Eef and Maxs friendship fracturing, once again more from Eefs side than Maxs. THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTINGGG

As far as songs for the boys as individuals hmmm thats a good one that I havent thought about as much...

MAX + The Ghosts by The Real Tuesday Weld: That survivors guilt... lyrics arent like a perfect match but I think it gets that sort of hollow feeling across. Hes haunted man... + Final Girl by Electric Youth: Ok its a little funny because har har Final Girl Trope but I mean HE IS ONE. ANd dont look at me its a nice song- "Others were gone, and you kept going on, You know they never really noticed, you were always different, One by one, They're all done, And you're the last one standing" + Going Grazy by Lonesome Wyatt and the Holy Spooks: HONESTLY this could go for all the characters but Im tagging it onto Max because hes the one who has to deal with the aftermath of losing everyone (sorry survivors guilt Max again </3) "Everyone's saying my mind is unsound, 'Cause I always see you when you aren't around" "They're gonna wrap me in a jacket of white, And lock me away in a room without light" is what cements it as a Max song for me

EEF + The Existential Threat by Sparks: Once again starting sad, I link this one specifically to his paranoia about the worms- especially with lines like "Can't they see the existential threat is on its way". Kind of exasperated no one else can see the danger (he thinks) hes in. + Wrecking Ball by Mother Mother: I know I know its basic but I cant help it!!! Eef anger issues arc we are shaking hands me too + Haunted by Laura Les: Eef struggles with people seeing him as "just like his father" and I think we can get some good angst out of this track if we keep that in mind. Especially the back half of the song with lyrics like "Do you think I'm frightening?" and "Mirrors shatter when I'm passing, broken glass and crashing" since he is just a reflection of his dad (to others at least). Also song good.

KENT + Goodbye Mr A by The Hoosiers: Mfw the disillusionment with authority sets in. I think the vibe fits when he had that little epiphany about how adults are fucked- not perfect but it gets the idea across me thinks. + I'm Gonna Win by Rob Cantor: Ties into his need to "win" aka be the best at everything, be in charge, all that jazz! Hell do whatever it takes to be successful, even if it hurts. That was a little emo + Toba the Tura by Forgive Durden ft Chris Conley: Not to be emo again but "They say you're gifted, well I just see a scared kid. They must have flipped it, your skills are latent. O, you snuffed the glow. Replaced it with coals. Threw away the throne... This mess that you've made, it's a six-foot grave. It's a home for your lonesome bones that remain. We'll disappear, but you'll stay here to rot" AND SO ON AND SO FOURTH representing his fall after it was revealed he was sick. He was referred to as "the uncrowned king" and was on top of the world but then POOF that all crumbled and it was made out that he basically deserved what happened to him. It would be fun to make a pmv of him with this song (Simplifying my thoughts a bit because Ive already written a LOT)

NEWT + I Earn My Life by Lemon Demon: Ok a little Kentcore but Im actually having a hard time coming up with songs for Newton so here we are, they can share. Newt existential crisis moment time I guess + Know How by The Crane Wives: POV Newt struggles with going through with the plans he makes to keep everyone safe (stopping Max from touching Kent, going back into the cabin, etc) "I am not brave, I am not brave, I keep my focus on what is safe, You drew a line, made up your mind, And now I'm struggling to realize" And also maybe struggling with his place in the group and as a person in general- all that living through his cousin thing. "I gotta wrap my head around, What my heart is telling me, I've been trying to drown it out, Just because I know what I am, I am supposed to do now, Doesn't mean I know, Doesn't mean I know how" + On The Outside by Oingo Boingo: Idk man. Hes on the outside lookin in!! Loner nerd!! Its ok though, we still love him

SHEL + Bad Blood by Creature Feature: The lyrics speak for themselves: "I can guarantee I will do evil things, The only way that you can stop me now, Is if you put me in the ground, Somewhere I'll never be found" + Frontier Psychologist by The Avalanches: Hinges on the fact that the principal or whoever was like "Your sons a freak" and Shels mom was like "HES PERFECTLY FINE" while Shelley was like dismembering an animal or something + Johnny by American Murder Song: The songs good but theres this ONE LYRIC that sucks so the link provided is an edited version and also a lovely Warriors oc video I think you should all enjoy and support <3 Anyway Shel would be Johnny I could see this song being a scene in the book. Field trip to Shels house and they find his murder garden

If anyone wants more for Im not opposed to making another post :^)

[thegodlessqueen]

'' Am I too heavy? '' '' Forgive me, your unholiness? '' '' I asked if I weight too much, I can walk if ... '' '' N-no ... not at all I ... it's ok, does it hurt? '' '' A little ... '' '' Are you uncomfortable? '' '' No, I'm actually enjoying the ride ... Sorry that I'm making you do this, I'm so clumsy. '' '' If it helps, your older brothers were just as clumsy at your age, besides I was the one that suggested to carry you, your unholiness ... '' '' ... '' '' Forgive me, I should not be disrespecting the family... '' '' No, you didn't, just ... do not call me like that ... '' '' But ... I'm just a Cardinal and you are the... '' '' I do not care, you are nor a slave nor servant ... just call me Emeritus ... '' '' But I ... '' '' That was an order, Cardinal, and I'll just call you Copia, capisce? '' '' ... Understood, Emeritus... '' '' Grazie ... ''

Although Emeritus III was usually the most outspoken of his family, and Copia did not mind talking to him in his spare time, the rest of that particular afternoon they were both so silent...

Here is some quick Emeritus III x Copia because im feeling horrendously soft, i don´t think it´s going to become a common thing in my blog but yeah... I COULD PROBABLY TAG THE BLOGGERS THAT MADE ME START TO SHIP THEM BUT I WON’T BECAUSE I RESPECT THEM 3:D THEY PROBABLY KNOW WHO THEY ARE, I BLAME YOU ALL...  that being said, let me crawl back under my rock of shame TuT

[inveesible]

OC Interview ⭐

1. Choose an OC. (May)

2. Answer them as that OC. (O.K.)

3. Tag 5 people to do the same! ( @lamorellenoire6 @justaname02 @rogue-snorunt @chibikinesis @lothrilzul and YOU)

Tagged by @radioactiveblight , grazie cocca 🤘

⭐⭐⭐

1. What is your name?

You can call me May.

2. Do you know why are you named that?

Because I said so.

3. Are you single or taken?

*looking away, blushing* T-Taken...

4. Have any abilities or powers?

....... I can melt the ice with my eyes, but it takes a little time.

5. Stop being a Mary Sue.

I’m... May. Not Mary... 

6. What’s your eye color?

*pointing it* Like this.

7. How about your hair color?

*pointing it* Also like this.

8. Have any family members?

My people are my family.

9. Oh? How about pets?

You mean Dogmeat? He’s family as well.

10. That’s cool, I guess. Now tell me something you don’t like?

*pfft* Just one? Raiders. The only good Raider is a dead Raider.

11. Do you have any activities/hobbies that you like to do?

I love playing guitar, it's the only thing that makes me think of my childhood without making me cry...

12. Have you ever hurt anyone in any way before?

I'd like to say “only those who really deserved it”, but that wouldn’t be the truth, even if I didn't mean to...

13. Ever… killed anyone before?

................... yes...

14. What kind of animal are you?

Is it that kind of question like "what's your sign"? Because I don't believe in this kind of bullshit...

15. Name your worst habits?

I used to smoke. A lot. When cigarettes were not a luxury for few, I smoked two packs a day, even three; I quit 18 months ago, and I smoked for *mentally counting* three years.

16. Do you look up to anyone at all?

*smiling shyly* Danse... and Preston; I want to be like them someday, and about Danse... I want to become a person worthy of being by his side......

17. Are you gay, straight or bisexual?

I would say straight, but in my whole life I've been attracted to only one person, who happens to be a man...

18. Do you go to school?

Not anymore. I was going to get my second degree when THAT happened...

19. Ever want to marry and have kids one day?

*blushing brutally* I-I-I don't need a marriage to define my love for him but... *blushing intensifies* but if he wants to... and I'm unable to have children, which, until recently, I didn't even care...  until recently...

20. Do you have any fangirls/fanboys?

Gesù I really hope not!

21. What are you most afraid of?

... lose him forever...

22. What do you usually wear?

Comfortable clothes, preferably loose fitting, no bright colors, sensible shoes; practicality and comfort before useless elegance.

23. What’s one food that tempts you?

Nothing, actually. I like sweets but they are not a real “temptation”...

24. Am I annoying to you?

Honestly?

25. Well, it’s still not over!

Just... keep going. OK?

26. What class are you (low/middle/high)?

These days the class no longer means anything, See, those bitches in Diamond City believe they are highly placed, but in the end their shacks are just a little bigger than the others...

27. How many friends do you have?

*smiling* Enough.

28. What are your thoughts on pie?

I prefer cakes.

29. Favorite drink?

Water. Or tea. You know, I’m a teetotaler...

30. What’s your favorite place?

Wherever I can see the stars, *blushing* and by his side...

31. Are you interested in anyone?

*smiling* You should know that by now.

32. That was a stupid question…

No, not just that.

33. Would you rather swim in a lake or the ocean?

Not many people know this but... *sigh* I can't swim. I never learned...

34. What’s your type?

I don’t have one; I love Danse and I’ll never love somebody like this again.

35. Any fetishes?

I don’t think so.

36. Camping or outdoors?

I can't stay outdoors for too long, even though I love stargazing... you know, radiations, and I always get cold... and Yao Guais...

[xsavannahx987]

COUPLE INTERVIEW TAG by @shysimblr

Rules: Answer the questions from your OC otp’s point of view and tag as many people as you want.

I was tagged by @plumbmaru​ grazie, grazie, grazie

I tag: @andromeda-sims​ @tigerellasims​ @eslanes​ @maladi777​

❤Honeybee & Kylun❤

1.  HOW DID YOU TWO MEET? Bee: I had gone to visit an abandoned house with my cousin and his girlfriend. They said that there was an old madman who believed in the aliens, but I never thought of finding a sort of portal for another planet. Kylun: Portal! It’s a flowmeter device that allows us inhabitants of Sixam to move through the planets! Anyway, I heard her voice calling through it and I could not resist. I had to know her.

2. WHO IS THE MOST JEALOUS OF YOU TWO? Kylun: She, surely. I am very balanced. I'm jealous, of course, I love her to drive me crazy Bee: My jealousy is founded. I am a person who is not very sure of herself. It is normal for me to be afraid of losing him.

3. WHAT’RE YOUR 3 FAVOURITE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT YOUR PARTNER? Bee: I love his eyes. This is what made me fall in love with him, besides being protective and extremely sweet. And then you see him yourself. He’s sexy! I love his muscles and his smile, unique in the world. Kylun: 3 things? I love everything about her. Her blond hair, green eyes, lips ... her body drives me crazy. I should show you a naked picture of her to make you understand what I'm talking about. *smile*

4. WHO’S MORE LIKELY TO BE RUNNING LATE? Bee: I don’t know... Kylun: We’re balanced

5. WHO IS THE MOST ORGANISED AND WHO IS THE MESSIEST? Kylun: I am a very tidy person, but I don’t like to organize everything in detail. I prefer more to live the moment, capturing the essence of every moment. Bee: My husband is a very profound man, I would say almost philosophical. *laughs* Kylun: But it is the truth * blushes * You would like to organize everything in detail for fear that something might go wrong, but is not it more beautiful to live what happens? Bee: I would not have married you, otherwise.

6. WHO IS THE BIGGER FLIRT? (FLIRTS THE MOST?) Bee: Ah no! I'm not able to flirt! Kylun: And how do you think you have conquered me? You do it without realizing it. That's why I love you! * smiles * Bee: * blushes * Kylun knows exactly how it's done

7. WHO DOES THE MOST COOKING? Kylun: Her mother * laughs * Bee: *blushes* but thank you, love. Kylun: Bee is very good in the kitchen, even if a little careless. I am denied, at least with the terrestrial cuisine. We are both committed! * smile at her *

8. HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT KIDS AND DO YOU WANT THEM? IF SO HOW MANY? Bee: Say it to you! Expect two twins, apparently females. Kylun: I can not wait to hold them to me. I want at least 3. Bee: We are already a step forward, then * laughs *

9. WHO WEARS THE PANTS IN THE RELATIONSHIP? Bee: Nobody prevails on the other. we are a couple, we know how to be balanced Kylun: Even if she, at times, wants to command. Bee: Oh, stop it

10. WHAT’S YOUR PARTNER’S LEAST FAVOURITE HOUSEWORK TASK? Kylun: I fix everything! Do you break the washing machine? I fix it Bee: There are people who get paid for this. Kylun: Why spend money when you can do it alone ?! Bee: Ok, you're right. I do the rest. I clean, I cook ... Kylun: And combines trouble!

11. WHAT WAS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICED ABOUT EACH OTHER? Bee: His eyes. How could I not notice those glacial eyes shining? Kylun: Her lips. I could not resist kissing them right away. Bee: And he really did it. I did not even know him and he was already kissing me. Kylun: I don’t think you're sorry. Bee: Absolutely not!

12. WHAT DOES YOUR PARTNER DO THAT PISSES YOU OFF? Kylun: There’s nothing about her that bothers me. Bee: When we quarrel, he begins to mumble incomprehensible words in his language. Kylun: Hey! I wanted to be cute! Ok, it sends me out of my mind when... *think over* Bee: When? Kylun: No, there's really nothing I hate!

13. WHERE’S THE CRAZIEST/WEIRDEST PLACE YOU’VE EVER HAD SEX? Kylun: * laughs * oh God this is really an embarrassing question. Do you want to answer? Bee: I prefer to leave you with curiosity! Kylun: I remember that time at your parents' house ... the washing machine turned on ... you putting the detergents on ... Bee: Kylun! Do not go into details! Kylun: * laughs * Ok, ok!

14. DO YOU KNOW YOUR PARTNER’S LOVE LANGUAGE, IF YES WHAT IS IT? Kylun: You’re my miracle! Bee: Do you understand why I love him?!

15. WHERE DO YOU SEE THE 2 OF YOU IN 10 YEARS? Kylun: Exactly where we are now. Happy, in love and surrounded by our children. Bee: He answered for both!

[grelicks]

The Black & White tag thing: Ok, since early December I’ve been tagged for that b&w thing first by J & C @ chucksandheelsforus, then by Paul @paulmee, then by Shelia @bluelunaphotography - and, today, by dear Rocco @photorockit. Each time I feel honoured and humbled at the kind thought; and each time I try to be a sport and at least post one photo dedicated to the tumblr-friend in question (so this one goes out to Rocco - grazie tanto!)

But the truth is I simply cannot properly participate in the game: I simply do not have enough photos to post at such a pace. Each year I shoot a limited number of rolls of film - and that’s it... During the past few weeks I’m scraping the bottom of the barrel - and, in fact, after the last post I had decided to take a small break until I get a couple of new rolls developed...

Here’s also another thought: come on, girls and boys, you do know I almost exclusively shoot black & white film... so, in a way, that tag thing wouldn’t change anything, no? I mean... this challenge should be perhaps an opportunity for amateur photographers among us shooting mainly in colour to try something different for a change, no? Think of it like this: instead of tagging someone that springs to mind when you think of “black and white”, perhaps the persons to be tagged should be precisely those “least expected”, no? (Just a suggestion.)

Finally, on a different yet still personal note: In fact, during the past couple of weeks, I DID try something different (reinventing the wheel...): since each year I have only limited opportunities to go out with my heavy all-manual 1970s Nikon F2A carrying three lenses... for the first time in my life I thought... sod it, let’s go light... so I loaded an HP5 to a 1980s compact point-and-shoot auto-focus auto-advance auto-rewind auto-everything thing... and I started carrying it with me at all times... I’ll admit it’s fun and somewhat strange shooting without caring for anything... As for the results... I don’t know yet... We’ll see...

Sorry for this long post. Have a nice Sunday evening and a great week, you all!

[indiferens]

Get to know me better tag

Me etiquetó @sciogli-lingua​. Grazie! Sono lusingato. :)

(I edited this to my liking.)

Rules: tag 20 blogs you’d like to get to know better

Name:

Nickname:

Sex: Male

Zodiac sign: Aries

Height: 5′4″

Sexual orientation: Homosexual

Languages spoken:

• Castellano chileno (lengua materna). No sé qué tanta variación existe entre las distintas regiones chilenas en cuanto al acento pero nací en la V Región de Valparaíso. Lamentablemente no domino mi propio idioma nativo, ni al hablar ni por escrito... por tanta vergüenza que me dé... suelo sentirme reticente e inseguro cuando intento hablarlo.

• US English. Second language, but the one I speak the most fluently and comfortably due to being educated and reading literature solely in English from the age of six. I suppose I could categorize it as a west coast variant? I grew up in NV.

• Français - plutôt influencé par le français québécois, plus que rien par des montréalais, mais je ne parle pas couramment et j’ai un accent étranger pas mal marqué. Je m’exprime beaucoup mieux à l’écrit qu’à l’oral, en tout cas...

Favourite season: Autumn, with winter being a close second. 💙🍁

Favourite fruit: Grapes 🍇

Favourite scent: Eucalyptus

Favourite colours: Dark variants of green, brown, blue, purple, grey and red.

Favourite animal: Brown-throated sloth

Dogs or cats: (fixed)

Coffee, tea, hot chocolate: While I fancy all three, tea is my eternal companion. ☕

Average hours of sleep: Six to nine. If my body’d let me, I’d do 12 every night. Sleeping is a godsend. I can never get enough.

Hogwarts house: Hufflepuff. Funnily enough, it’s the house I’ve always admired and identified with most, along with Ravenclaw, and the one I was really hoping to get on Pottermore... and I did! (Wasn’t asked but I feel like mentioning that my Ilvermorny house is Thunderbird, my Patronus is a blackbird (!), and my wand is “English Oak wood with a Unicorn hair core 10" and Surprisingly Swishy flexibility”.)

No. of blankets you sleep with: Depends on the temperature... One if it’s warm/hot, two if it’s cool, three or four if it’s cold. I love being bundled up.

Favourite fictional characters: Too many

Dream trip(s): I stuck an S on there because I can’t be expected to choose only one. My dream of going to Montréal and meeting my friends came true last year, so now... Astheure, j’aimerais tellement ça juste voyager tout au long le Québec: aux Cantons de l’Est, à Québec la capitale, à Mont-Tremblant, en Gaspésie... Sería una maravilla pasear por el sur de Chile, a Frutillar, Puerto Varas, Chiloé, e ir a Patagonia, ver las Torres del Paine... After that, I’d love to do a Eurotrip through all the Schengen countries... Iceland would be incredible... and I could die in peace if I explored every inch of Japan. That’s probably my most ambitious desire... aside from that, some countries that’d be lovely to see would be New Zealand, South Korea, Hong Kong, Taiwan, Greenland, Mongolia, Argentina and maybe Singapore (I’m hesitant about this one due to homosexuality being illegal there).

Dream job:

Blog created: I have no clue how to verify this, but the first post that I can see on my blog was posted on 29 March 2010 at 07:52. I’m surprised it’s been over eight years.

Favourite artists &/or music: In terms of musicians, it’s hard to specify because I often listen to miscellaneous songs by various artists instead of only listening to one artist’s repertoire, but ones I’ll always admire are 宇多田 ヒカル Utada Hikaru, Amy Winehouse, Evanescence, Sade, k.d. lang, Adele, Gepe, Melody Gardot... Some songs by Ariane Moffatt and 루시드폴 Lucid Fall are great. I adore soundtrack music, and my recent favourites are both soundtracks to Attack on Titan and the Breath of the Wild soundtrack. The soundtracks to the ‘03 Fullmetal Alchemist are brilliant, some of the Brotherhood tracks are also lovely, along with all music from Avatar: The Last Airbender and The Legend of Korra... I also love the Death Note and Naruto: Shippūden soundtracks. I just love music that stirs my imagination.

Favourite songs at the moment: Vogel im Käfig from the Attack on Titan soundtrack is riveting... It made me tremble the first time I heard it. This video did a fantastic job and increasing the sound quality. Here are others I love: 1  2  3  4  5  6  7  8  9  10

Favourite books: I haven’t read a book in years...I loved Harry Potter when I was a kid though. And I read a couple of novels by Jodi Picoult which were very captivating imo. Someday I’d love to read the works of Kim Thúy, 村上 春樹 Murakami Haruki, Isabel Allende, Patrick Sénécal... and.. I actually have a book or two by each of them lying around in my room, collecting dust... got some serious “積 ん 読” going on.

Why I made this account: A couple of friends turned me onto it and I ended up loving the reblog and tagging feature. Nowadays I really just use it for archiving... comes in handy for fetching pretty pictures of countries I’d like to see, beautiful original artwork, or cool fanart of series I enjoy... also language learning resources and vocabulary. My tumblr is just storage space tbh.

Followers: 648 at the moment (I have no clue why lol)

ok done sorry this was long as fuck & no i don’t actually know how to read those japanese nor korean names i just think the hiragana/katakana/kanji/hangul look super fancy

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Many thanks for the tag @icarodamiano !! This was fun. Anyone who reads this, you're tagged without pressure.

1. Singing lesson with Damiano or guitar lesson with Thomas

Oh, man. I'd leap at the chance to harmonize with a singer as strong and uninhibited as Damiano... but I have the feeling he likes to be the Only Vocalist in the World Room. In contrast, Thomas would be patient and non-judgmental as I completely massacre 'Stairway to Heaven'. So yes to Mr. Raggi, please.

2. Bidet and Legolas or Chili

B & L. We'll get all cozy and they'll spill the (catnip) tea on Damiano's 1,000,000 two or three bad habits.

3. Shopping with Victoria or the movies with Thomas

Victoria is a thrift store queen with an eagle eye for stylish steals. I'll be on hand to offer objective feedback on her bargain-rack treasures while keeping my own eyes peeled for long-lost perfumes. Naturally, Ethan will carry our billions of shopping bags. Grazie cucciolo!

4. Cooking with Damiano or eating out with Ethan

Damiano and I would lay waste to the kitchen. We'd bicker nonstop over what defines al dente, the proper way to salt sliced eggplant, and who gets to use the GOOD knife. Despite all the bitching, we'd serve up masterpieces... and we would absolutely torture Ethan. Our favorite Clean Queen would take one look at the complete wreck we've made of la cucina and whimper in agony. To comfort him, we'd stuff him silly with the all wondrous things we've cooked. Then we'd let him do the dishes. You know he loves it.

5. Staying in with Ethan or going out with Thomas

Hm, let me think... Quiet house. Low lights. Hand-picked playlist. An art project, maybe, or a puzzle. Deep discussion about books, music, childhood memories, theories of life. Or no discussion at all; just comfortable, meditative silence and togetherness. A bottle of wine and a blanket on the grass, watching fireflies and shooting stars... No contest. Ethan, Ethan, a thousand times Ethan.

6. Dancing with Thomas or karaoke with Victoria

How dare you make me choose. *grits teeth* OK FINE VICTORIA IT IS. I want to watch her make "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" her bitch.

7. Driving with Victoria or being driven by Ethan

*gives Ethan the keys IMMEDIATELY*

I don't wear makeup myself. So I make them do each other's makeup while I watch. Kinky.

8. Having my makeup done by Ethan or by Damiano

9. Getting a matching tattoo with Damiano or a matching piercing with Victoria.

I have one tattoo and no piercings and we are going to keep it that way. I will, however, be their cheerful ally in the quest to turn their bodies into wonderlands.

10. Movie marathon with Damiano or Thomas

Hey Damiano, Thomas and I are going to borrow the Lord of the Rings Trilogy, okay? You've already seen it a billion times. Go give yourself another tattoo or something.

11. Escape room with Ethan or Victoria

With his maze-making skills and calm approach to all obstacles, Ethan would get us free within five minutes and off we'd go for ice cream. If I went with Victoria, I'd have to pack a suitcase and plan to LIVE in the escape room, because we are NEVER getting out...

This or that: Måneskin edition

This has been super fun, thank you for the tag @moonlight-simp 💛

1. Singing lesson with Damiano or guitar lesson with Thomas

I'm currently trying to learn to play guitar, so a help from Thomas is exactly what I need. Even though I think I'd get him on his nerves and he wouldn't like to do a second lesson.

2. Bidet & Legolas or Chili

I'm a dog person so Chili!

3. Go shopping with Victoria or go to the movies with Thomas

Tough one 🙃 I like going shopping with a very little amount of people or alone so I'd go to the movies with Thomas.

4. Cooking with Damiano or go eating out with Ethan

Eating out with Ethan without a doubt. I'd even share my dessert with him.

5. Staying in with Ethan or going out with Thomas

SUPER TOUGH. Depends on the day, right now I'd stay in with Ethan... Can I now? I have a lot of ideas.

6. Go dancing with Thomas or go karaoke with Victoria

Dancing with Thomas, bring on the trap!!!

7. Driving with Victoria or being driven by Ethan

I don't enjoy driving so I'd love to be driven by Ethan. And he looks super hot driving so we'd need to stop on an alley.

8. Having your Makeup done by Ethan or having your makeup done by Damiano

I never wake make up and I don't know a thing about it so maybe Ethan would be more patient but I also think Damiano would do it better? God help.

9. Getting a matching tattoo with Damiano or matching piercing with Victoria

Matching tattoo with Damiano please and thank you.

10. Movie marathon with Damiano or Thomas

Damiano. I think Thomas would talk a lot during the movies and that annoys me a lot.

11. Escape room with Ethan or with Victoria

Ethan! I tend to be super bossy and I don't wanna fight with stompy girl sorry.

No pressure tags: @8iunie @iosonoarina @theimpossiblehologramtree @kiss-this @cheese-toastie-11 @idyllicbutterfly

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A valuable meme for any roleplayer! Come display your comfort levels so your roleplay partners are aware of what they can do, and of what they should avoid avoid ! A healthy relationship between roleplay partners is the key to a good time. While this meme shows the basics, please remember to communicate with your roleplay partners basics!

tagged by: @conoscenze​ ( GRAZIE <333 ) tagging: feel free to steal this :>

bold = yes italicize = maybe normal = ask me about it strike = no

ROLEPLAY   BASICS

locations i am comfortable doing:

tumblr

email

kik, im ( i’m not sure about... actual rping, but plotting / silly ‘what if’ scenarios? ofc! )

discord ( same as above )

google docs

skype

forum

other

participants i am comfortable with:

one on one roleplays

up to three people ( in a single thread )

up to four people

five or more people

as big as possible! ( pLEASE NO... only if it’s like... really cracky stuff )

POST   LENGTH

i usually write about:

one or two sentences ( usually with starters + random banter )

one or two paragraphs ( average thread length )

two to five paragraphs

more than five paragraphs ( it wouldn’t be impossible, but my muse would have to be

a few pages worth                incredibly strong tbh )

i am comfortable roleplaying with people who write:

one or two sentences ( as long as it’s not in response to a lengthy reply )

one or two paragraphs

two to five paragraphs

more than five paragraphs

a few pages worth

ROLEPLAY   REQUESTS

I like getting requests from:

anyone and everyone at any time ( as long as we’re mutuals, sure! )

when I ask for roleplays

from friends and acquaintances

from friends only

ROMANTIC   RELATIONSHIPS

* important: communication is the key to a real life relationship, it shouldn’t be abandoned for a fictional one either! Be sure to talk to your partners when considering romance.

i am comfortable shipping my characters:

never

if our characters know each other deeply

if our characters know each other deeply, and I know I can trust the roleplayer

at the first sign of flirting

only if the roleplayer and I plan it

it depends on the character

if you want to romantically ship with my characters:

talk to me about it from the start ( to see if it could work! )

talk to me about it once our characters know each other

talk to me about it once they both have some feelings for each other

talk to me about it when they finally decide they want to go beyond hugging

when shipping my characters, i like the romance to happen:

swift as lightning!

fast, but not super fast ( if it has been plotted and all... timeskipping is fine i suppose )

happens in about three months ( realistically speaking it would take MUCH more than 3 months for kovir, but again, if it Works and it has been plotted i’m ok with timeskipping? )

slow and steady wins the race

slugs know what’s up!

ships happen when they need to happen

SMUT

when my characters get intimate, i prefer:

to skip the act entirely

to write the build up, but skip the act

to write the act only if it is very special, but otherwise, skip it

to write the act all the way through

ROMANTIC   ARTWORK

when it comes to artwork depicting our relationship please:

do not post it at all without talking to me

post it if it is cuddles and hugs

post it if it is kisses

post it if it is nsfw ( as in, maybe show it to me first 👀 )

if it depicts nsfw, only post it privately between us ( whatever makes you comfy! )

do not post it at all if it depicts sexual acts!

do not post it where I can see it , but draw what you like!

DRAMATICS

* important: always be sure to communicate with your partner individually if you think you are about to go outside their comfort zones even just the slightest bit!

when it comes to violent situations, i am comfortable with:

no violence at all

verbal arguments

some violence, like a paper cut, or an accidental elbow to the face

mild violence, such as punching, kicking, hair pulling

violence, such as stabbings

beyond violence , such as torture and more ( as long as it’s discussed beforehand;                                                                                   i might have limits )

if you are going to do something violent, please:

don’t do it at all

talk to me about it first

surprise me! ( if it’s anything Big i would appreciate a heads-up though ahah... pls don’t                          just kill off kovir without a warning )

dramatic artwork:

do not post any dramatic scenes that happened between our characters.

talk to me about it before posting!

post what you like! ( but if you’re not sure you can always ask first! )