#sorry for the Italian lol

[mohntilyet]

still i think the one of the more fun differences drawn between illario and lucanis that was lost would be illario's ability to endear himself to others but serious lack of empathy, vs. lucanis' (self perceived) inability to be charming but how much he cares. it's interesting that the game has gone with the "lucanis' ability vs illario's lack thereof" because i think illario being the dellamorte 'best in show dog' vs. lucanis' attack dog would have made me so unwell.

lucanis is... awkward. he's not unlikable, because he is usually very polite, but he doesn't speak much and only seems to care about the other dellamortes. he once sent viago de riva a knife with no note (who knows what he could have meant by this). he does what caterina asks of him, and by his own admission, cannot say no to her. he is a dramatic and prolific killer, and that makes how untouchable he is even worse.

and the crows like illario, sure, AND he's a good assassin! he's even a good crow! he's so good that he can make lucanis smile, and so he is the charming, sociable one. he's the one that stays in treviso and can be relied upon to care, illario's even the one people prefer over caterina and lucanis!

but illario is decoration. he's the prize poodle, and even if poodles were bred to be working dogs, nobody will ever pick him to protect the house over the german shepherd that regularly mauls intruders. anyways the analogy is getting away from me. the point i'm trying to make is that i want illario to have a different kind of jealousy/hatred that's not just over 'being bad at killing' but also an arrogant loathing for everyone around him that is getting harder to hide, because they've forgotten he can bite and is just itching to rip someone's jugular out. illario is very good at hiding his family resemblance to caterina, while lucanis suffers under his grandmother's, and his own, reputation.

[mossmx]

Fiorello non gliene frega niente degli insulti lui e Ama si sono divertiti THEY MIGHT BE CRINGE BUT THEY ARE FREE

[mrschwartz]

Alex Turner for Rumore Magazine (September 2013)

Seventies Heads and Modern Loves or I Don't Know What I Want But I Surely Want You

by Elia Alovisi

Until he opens his mouth, Alex Turner looks like he stepped out of the Nevada desert. Leather loafers, a belt, slicked-back hair, sunglasses. But as soon as he starts talking, between “summat” instead of “something” and “me” instead of “my,” he transforms back into a boy from Sheffield who grew up on cocktails and DJ sets. The discrepancy between the way he looks and the way he speaks is strange: you would expect a cocky and arrogant rock star, but instead you have before you a relaxed and thoughtful boy who carefully measures his words, but does so with a smile and not a frown. The lyrics of AM, the fifth album of his band, mainly revolve around difficult and elusive women. There are many questions. “Do I want to know?” “Are you mine?” he says; “Why do you always call me when you’re high?” she says. There is no shortage of desires: “I want it all,” “I want to be yours.” Absent, however, are the answers. We tried to get a few out of him.

How was it to be back at Glastonbury as a headliner five years after the first time?

Fantastic. Absolutely wonderful, this time it was very natural. Everything was harder in 2007, we had done a lot less shows and had a lot less songs. Now we have learned to move better.

After the experience of Humbug, you collaborated again with Josh Homme.

Yes, Josh is on Knee Socks, towards the end of the piece. We gave him carte blanche and he decided to sing a sort of counter-melody that reminds me a lot of Bowie.

Are knee socks your favorite piece of underwear on a woman?

[Laughs] What do you think?

If she has the right legs.

Exactly, yes. The best is the garter. But then they would not be Parisian anymore, right? And then they are thicker than women's stockings. However they are not my favorite underwear, I go with the push-up.

In the lyrics of Arabella you talk a lot about the universe.

I wanted to use that linguistic palette to try to describe a woman. There are many songs that use those sorts of words… galaxy, interstellar, constellation, things like that, but usually they are used just for the sake of being used. Instead I wanted to make them an active part of a description, they are images that I find very interesting. In England, on the BBC, there is this program called Wonders of the Universe, with Professor Brian Cox. And it is one of my favorite programs [smiles, pleased].

Barbarella also pops up in the text.

Yes, although I haven't read practically any of her comics and I've only seen a small piece of the movie. I don't really like B movies. To know her, you just need to have seen a poster, that's all you need. I just used her to make a comparison with the costume she wears.

How does the suite you sing about in Fireside relate to room 505 in Favourite Worst Nightmare?

Yes, I’m talking about a suite in my heart… or in her heart? Well, in someone’s heart. Room 505, in my mind, is something very concrete. I wrote that song on a train between Philadelphia and New York, my girlfriend was in a hotel waiting for me and I just wrote about that [Turner’s voice becomes increasingly whispered as the sentence progresses]. In Fireside, however, it’s all figurative.

So how much of your real self is in your lyrics and how much is just imagination?

There's no rule, sometimes there's a lot of me in the lyrics when you least expect it. I put little secrets in them. What I try to avoid is that people who listen to one of my songs say, 'oh, he's talking about that girl'. You know when you read a novel and, somehow, in your mind you see its characters with the faces of some of your friends, or your favorite actors? That's where I want to get to with my music, I want it to be like being in front of a story, not the evidence of two people with a name and a surname who are kissing. It's up to the listener to give them both a face. When I write I pretty much always have someone or something in mind, but it doesn't really matter.

How did you come up with the idea of ​​using John Cooper Clarke's words for I Wanna Be Yours?

We wrote most of the songs on this record on a four-track that I got for my birthday. I spent a while recording ideas on it, sometimes we'd loop a bass and drum melody for five minutes and the fact that it was on tape gave it an incredible color. Then I'd sit there with headphones and a microphone humming melodies, or making up silly lyrics to start coming up with ideas. One day, while I was jamming, the words I wanna be yours came out and I remembered that they were the title of one of his poems. I thought it would be cool to use someone else's words – and especially his, I'm a big fan of his. It's one of my favorite songs on the record, the lyrics alone make it different from anything we've done before. And then I love the juxtaposition of the slow, sexy, flirtatious music and his words.

The party you talk about in No. 1 Party Anthem seems a lot more laid back than the ones you’ve talked about in the past, like the house in This House Is A Circus.

That’s true, but the parties we go to are still pretty messy. They’re just twice as long.

Am I supposed to be imagining some sort of indie celebrity party?

Indie celebrity party? [Laughs.] No, no, no. The slow tempo of that song gives it a bit of a Los Angeles feel. It’s a city that I’m told is very similar to what we’re portraying on the new record, and I’m starting to think that might be true. Not that it sounds like the Eagles, you know.

It's like your sound is becoming more and more American.

Yeah, maybe. There's something special about that part of the world. Everything that came out of California owes something to '70s rock, the spontaneity of those rhythms also comes back in West Coast hip-hop. But then came the fucking '80s and… a lot of fucking bands that don't fit into that theory. I think there will always be something English in our sound, it's something we can never detach ourselves from.

How much does Sheffield still mean to what you do?

Well, you know… [he taps two fingers on a tattoo on the inside of his arm: the Yorkshire rose and underneath it the word “SHEFFIELD”].

There are three songs on AM whose titles are questions.

You don't notice things like that until you sit there and write the titles of the songs one after the other. I hadn't noticed until then, there are also a lot of wanna.

The protagonist of R U Mine? is wrapped up in a certain western imagery, you portray her as “a lone cowboy riding in an open space.” And in All My Own Stunts you talked about “watching cowboy movies on gloomy afternoons.”

I love the western style. The leather ties, the belts… Hey, look at this one I’m wearing! [He stands up and shows me his leather belt, turning his back: it has “TURNER” engraved on it, on either side of the horseshoes.] A friend gave it to me for my birthday, this year was really nice, between this and the four-track. I also love western movies, especially the ones about Butch Cassidy. I also love Ennio Morricone’s soundtracks, obviously.

How do you usually celebrate your birthdays?

They’re nothing too devastating. I have a birthday in early January, everyone is still recovering from Christmas and New Year’s, so the average response I get is usually “forget it.”

Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High? brings back the drunken text messages you mentioned in The View From the Afternoon.

We've all done that at least once, come on. Those lyrics might have come off the first record, but the music is fully invested in what we're doing now. I just wanted to write something simple.

While we're on the subject: when was the last time you got bounced at the entrance of a nightclub? It's not like From The Ritz To The Rubble anymore, is it?

Shit, that was like four weeks ago! [Laughs.] We were in Stockholm, we were trying to get into an area of ​​the nightclub and there was no way we could get in.

What are those Mad Sounds you're talking about?

That song is about those moments when you put on a song and it's like it's talking about exactly how you feel. It's a song about those songs, and I hope it can become one of them. I get that feeling from some songs by Lou Reed, John Cale, or Harry Nilsson. It's like sometimes they really understand how I feel, and you're like, "What the fuck..." and you almost tell them to go fuck themselves.

The point where the song explodes is when you start singing a series of ooh-la-la-la. What is the la-la-la moment that sticks with you the most from the music you listen to?

Definitely the do-dodo-dodo-do-do-do-do from Walk on the Wild Side by Lou Reed.

By the way, who came up with the idea of ​​calling a song The Hellcat Spangled Shalalala? What does that mean?

It came up one day when we were making up names for guitar pedals – sometimes they have crazy names. The Blond-o-Sonic Shimmer Trap  would be perfect for a fuzz, for example. The Hellcat Spangled Shalalala, however, comes from a bar we hung out in a lot while we were writing the previous record. The room was full of glitter and there were a lot of weird chicks all winking, like cougars.

The lyrics to Snap Out of It revolve around hypnosis. Do you think there's any real power behind it or is it just persuasion?

I've never been hypnotised, but it all seems pretty real when you watch hypnotists on telly. There's this show in the UK where this guy, Derren Brown, gets people to do all sorts of things. Crazy stuff like, "rob someone!" Nothing I'd want to be involved with.

In I Want It All you say, “Leave me listening to the Stones 2000 light years from home.”

I’m actually a Beatles guy, no doubt. But I like them both, I saw the Stones at Glastonbury and it was great.

Don't you think it's better for a band to go at the top of their game than to keep going and going and risk having nothing left to say?

What the Stones have managed to do is really extraordinary. I mean, they're seventy years old and they're still on stage. It's very difficult to have an opinion on something like this because I don't think I've reached that level yet. I'm very excited about the new album, we've reached the point of being a good live band and, speaking as an artist, I think I've reached a certain excellence this time. I want to build on that, explore new things. We still have a lot of places to go.

I think the main difference between AM and your previous albums is the small amount of guitars.

This time we didn't want to sound like four guys playing in the same room, while that's exactly what we wanted to sound like in Suck It And See. We immersed ourselves in a more minimalist idea. The guitars are perfect, sometimes they don't even sound like guitars from the way they're played, or from the effects we put on them. They sound a bit "spacey," they would be good for the stereo of a flying saucer. Then we came out with some bass and drum parts perfect to be played at full volume through the speakers of a car. We also worked much more with the vocal lines, especially with the choirs.

There are actually a lot of songs where you put backing vocals and backing vocals, especially One For The Road.

Matt, Nick and I do them. Jamie is the only one who doesn't want to have anything to do with them. It all started with R U Mine? , the part where we all start going: [hums the backing vocals]. As soon as we tried that part we realized how good it sounded, we especially liked the fact that it was something we hadn't done before. So we just went for it.

[parasolladyansy]

“History has its eyes on you” —Hamilton

Drawing through stuff again. Lately, I’ve been thinking of two members of my family lines that I actually feel kinda proud of being related to (almost everyone else, not so much lol)

(small TW: trauma, heavy stuff)

—

First is my great-grandma, who was the inspiration for Mizumi - she immigrated to Hawaii when she was 3, then as a young woman was put in the Japanese internment camps (before my Korean great-granddad pulled some strings to get her out before fleeing the country - this man HATED Japanese people until he met her).

Second is my great-something grandpa (IDK how many “greats” there are lol) who fought in the Revolution - his family came from France to Canada, then here, so they’ve been here a very long time. He, like most everyone else marching with him, fought & hoped for a free country with “no kings”.

I’d wondered what they’d think of me. I wonder what advice they could have for me, for us, now.

—

Something else I’ve been thinking about is that in the times like these before us, they didn’t have the internet. My online friends were a big help to me when I was trapped - one even sent me money to help get me out. Others just offered their friendship, their experiences, or just their laughter, having fun, drawing fan art - that was plenty. 🥲

The people of the world are far more connected now than they used to be, & through history, it will always be much harder to bring down people whose hearts are connected. 🩵

[skrunksthatwunk]

skwisgaar punished arc

[bucephaly]

It's kinda shocking to me how few people seem to know how prevalent the 'my great grandmother was cherokee' myth is and how it's almost never actually true, especially when it comes with things like 'never signed up' or 'fell off the trail' or 'courthouse burned down destorying the documentation' etc etc.

People just don't even seem to know the history like.. when the Trail happened. My great great great grandfather was 2 years old during Removal in 1838, so peoples 'my great grandmother hid in the mountains!' is so clearly wrong. And we have rolls. From before and after removal, rolls done by cherokee nation and others by the government, rolls that were not stored in one random flammable courthouse. It's not difficult to find the actual evidence of ancestry.

And just.. there are lots of ways those family stories get started. It was a practice during the confederacy to claim cherokee ancestry to show one's family had 'deep roots in the south' that they were there before the cherokee were removed. Many people pretended to be cherokee and applied for the Guion-Miller payout just to try to steal money meant for cherokees - 2/3rds of the applicants were denied for having 0 proof of actual cherokee ancestry. [We even see lawyers advertising signing up for the Miller roll just to try to get free money.] And the myth even started in some families in the cherokee land lotteries, where the land stolen from us was raffled off, including the house and everything that was left behind when the cherokees were removed. We have seen people whose families just take these things stolen from the cherokee family and adopt them into their own family story, saying that they were cherokee themselves.

If you had some family story about being cherokee and you wanna have proof one way or the other, check out this Facebook group run by expert cherokee genealogists that do research for free. Just please read the rules fully and respect the researchers. They run thousands of people's ancestries a year and their average is only around 0.7% of lines they run actually end up having true cherokee ancestry.

[lagunaseca2013]

how does pecco tell his parents that he's pregnant in the teen pregnancy au? how awkward is the eventual valentino safe sex talk for both luca and pecco? Do they eventually have another kid way later in life luca unintentionally having kids that have the same age gap as him and valentino?

hi anon! this ask honestly got me to open a google doc for this thing which is more than I can say for half the wips I’ve talked about here lmao. as always things kind of got away from me so I hope I’ve answered your questions but tbh I feverishly wrote half of this in the actual tumblr app bc I was so inspired so. apologies if it’s not that good! but cheers <3

—

“Pecco?” Carola picks up on the fourth ring of his ninth attempted call. She sounds groggy and confused, like she’s just woken up, probably because— “It’s four AM,” she groans, “you just woke me up. What’s wrong?”

Pecco swallows against the lump in his throat, the words getting stuck in his mouth. He can’t think of a single thing to say, though he’d spent the entire five-hour drive to Turin agonizing about it. In his defense, he couldn’t really do his best thinking when he kept having to pull over to throw up. Most of the time he wasn’t dry heaving on the side of the road, he’d spent going 200kph and trying not to have a panic attack.

He’s breathing heavily, trying desperately not to burst into tears again. Pecco knows if he’s silent for much longer, Carola will either hang up or call the firing squad, the best big sister ever, even if his skin is crawling, just thinking about facing her right now. In his. . . .state.

“I’m outside,” he croaks, finally, his voice sore from disuse and crying and, god, so much throwing up. “But I forgot to bring my keys.”

Carola is silent for a moment, but he can hear her taking slow, steady breaths through the crackle of the line. “Stay there, I have to turn off the alarm for the gate.”

—

His mama nearly has an aneurysm when he slinks down the stairs, late in the morning. He’d slept tucked into the corner between Carola’s bed and the wall like he hadn’t since—well, probably before he moved to Pesaro. Or hit puberty, whichever came first. After his sister had tugged the explanation out of him, she’d refused to let him go to sleep alone. They'd huddled together under her soft floral sheets and she’d pressed a curious hand to the slight swell of his belly that he couldn’t even really look at without getting nauseous, an expression of wonder on her face that he hadn’t yet encountered from anyone who knew about the—

“Francesco!” His mama interrupts his downward spiral, pressing two warm hands against his cheeks. “Is that Valentino not feeding you properly? You have to come sit down and eat, eat piccolo! You’ve gotten too thin!”

For once, his stomach doesn’t rebel at the plate of brioche, and his mom happily flits around the kitchen tidying up in the way she does when she’s trying to figure out how to approach a conversation. She frowns when he pushes away the espresso she’d left for him, and asks for warm milk, but carefully hasn’t asked him what the hell he’s doing here, why he hadn’t told them he was coming home. Why he’d shown up in the middle of the night and couldn’t bring himself to face her. Since he was little, Pecco has always been. . . .different, when it came to emotional matters, and his mama had learned long ago to let him come to her when he was ready.

Pecco doesn’t think he’ll ever be ready for the conversation they’re about to have. In fact, he barely gets down half a slice of bread before he’s running to the bathroom, hacking it all back up, the thing inside him rejecting it all anyway. He doesn’t even realize he’s crying until his mama pulls him in, rubbing soothing circles into his back and reaching up to brush tears off his cheek. “Oh, bambino,” she sighs, heavy with concern. “What’s going on?”

—

He’d insisted on waiting for his papa and Carola to return, mostly because he was pretty sure he was only going to be able to handle the conversation once, and he really needed his sister’s support to even attempt it. His mama had fussed over him for the rest of the day, forcing him back into bed with bowls of broth he’d thankfully been able to keep down. She’d even taken his temperature, humming thoughtfully when it was perfectly normal, though Pecco thought, uncomfortably, that they both sort-of knew he wasn’t that kind of sick.

Unfortunately, crushing Carola’s hands like a lifeline and staring back at his deeply concerned parents, it feels even worse than he’d imagined.

His papa is the first to break the silence. “Francesco,” he says, slowly, like he’s afraid Pecco might bolt if he’s too loud. “What’s wrong, piccolo?”

Pecco swallows hard, his fingers trembling where they grip Carola’s. He feels like a child again, sitting at this very table, confessing to crashing his scooter into the neighbor’s mailbox when he was fifteen. But this is so, so much worse.

“I—” He chokes on the word, his throat tight. His mama’s face is open, patient but worried, while his papa frowns, his arms crossed tightly over his chest. Carola wriggles one of her hands out of his deathgrip to pet the curls at his nape reassuringly.

“I’m pregnant,” he finally blurts out.

They all freeze for a moment, pure disbelief. His mama’s breath catches audibly, her eyes widening in shock. His papa blinks at him like he’s misheard.

The silence stretches unbearably. Pecco’s heart is hammering so hard he thinks he might actually pass out. There's a high possibility he's going to throw up again.

“Scusa?” His papa’s voice is strangled.

Pecco licks his lips, his mouth dry. “I’m pregnant.” His voice wavers slightly, but the words come out clearer this time. “I found out a few weeks ago.”

His mama makes a soft noise, pressing a hand to her mouth, her eyes shining with something unreadable. “Oh, Francesco. . . .”

His papa, on the other hand, looks confused and concerned. “But—how? That’s not possible, that’s not—you were tested, at birth, they said—you were not. . . .” He gestures vaguely, like he’s searching for an explanation in the air.

Pecco shrugs weakly. “Turns out I am.”

Silence again, Pecco's shoulders are tensed up nearly to his ears. Carola's free hand grips the back of his neck firmly, like she thinks he'll try to make a run for it.

Then, suddenly, his mama’s chair scrapes against the floor as she stands. For a split second, Pecco braces himself for yelling, but instead she kneels down, pulling him into her arms. “Oh, bambino mio,” she murmurs, her voice thick with emotion. “You must have been so scared.”

As soon as she says it, Pecco finally shatters. He crumples into her, sobs tearing from his chest, months of anxiety and fear draining out of him all at once. His mama holds him tightly, rubbing soothing circles against his back, whispering soft reassurances into his hair.

Carola reaches over, rubbing his shoulder, and even his papa, still looking completely out of his depth, awkwardly places a hand on his back.

“It’s going to be okay bambino,” his mama says firmly, pulling back just enough to cup his face. “We’ll figure this out together.”

Pecco sniffles, his breath hitching. He’s exhausted, terrified, still fucking nauseous, but for the first time in weeks the knot in his chest loosens, just a little.

—

It’s terribly hard to focus on what Valentino is saying when Luca looks this good, Pecco realizes with dawning horror, the third time he zones out of the lecture, staring at Luca’s hands. His long fingers are folded neatly in his lap, the perfect picture of proper and respectful, if Pecco couldn't see that he was still sporting a semi under the table.

In their defense, Valentino had walked into the apartment unannounced in the syrupy hour after lunch, but before Pecco’s third daily nap, when he had the best chance of seducing Luca into messing around on the couch. He’d then decided, seven and a half months into the unplanned pregnancy, that catching his brother with his hand up Pecco’s stretched out tshirt was cause for the safe sex talk he’d been “meaning to get around to” for the last five years.

Valentino, completely oblivious—or maybe just choosing to ignore the heavy tension radiating between them—leans forward, elbows on his knees, and clasps his hands together like he’s about to deliver the most important race strategy briefing of his entire life. Pecco wonders, idly, if this is what he looks like when Uccio shows him “telemetry” on his iPad.

“Look, I get it,” he says, nodding sagely. “You’re young, you’re in love, you’re horny—”

Pecco makes a strangled noise in the back of his throat. Luca chokes on his own spit.

Valentino waves them off and keeps going. “But you clearly haven’t been careful enough, considering. . . .” he gestures vaguely at Pecco’s belly, which is currently both peeking humiliatingly out the bottom of his tshirt and pressing up against the edge of the table.

Pecco glares. He knows he's gotten huge recently, and he's been feeling particularly sensitive about it. “Wow, grazie, Vale. Really, I hadn't noticed.”

Luca, to his credit, looks genuinely sheepish. “It’s not like we didn’t try to be careful,” he mumbles, scratching at the back of his neck. “We didn't know Pecco was a carrier.” Pecco feels his face heat up at the reminder.

Valentino levels them both with a sharp look. “Clearly, you didn’t try hard enough. Even if Pecco hadn't been a carrier, it is still the safest to use a condom!”

Luca groans, tipping his head back against the couch. “Mio Dio, if this is your way of giving us the condom talk, you’re about seven months too late.”

Valentino ignores him, finally in the rhythm of his tirade. It's an interesting look on him, considering it's usually Uccio who attempts any kind of lecturing about the behavior of the Academy. “You know, there are many ways to be safe. Barriers, timing, communication—”

Pecco shoots Luca a sidelong glance. Luca, who is still, inexplicably, half-hard in his boxers. Luca, who just an hour ago had been shoving his tongue down Pecco's throat against the couch cushions, murmuring things that had absolutely not been about barriers or communication. Things much more aligned with how they'd ended up here in the first place.

Pecco swallows hard. This is kind of his second worst-nightmare, just below getting knocked up mid-season on the list. He hasn't even let himself think about how Valentino said they were, jesus, in love, and neither of them even protested it. Pecco has been in love with Luca for as long as he can remember, but he's always known Luca just saw him as a friend. Luca, of course, is just having sex with him out of convenience.

Meanwhile, Valentino is on a roll. “And don’t think that just because you’re already—” another vague hand-waving gesture at Pecco’s belly. It's kind of amazing that they're this far along, and he's in his thirties, and can't bring himself to say it. “—That you shouldn’t still be careful. Pregnancy hormones can make you want to go at it like rabbits, but you need to be mindful of—”

Pecco shifts uncomfortably in his seat, and his gigantic belly jostles the table enough to knock over the sad vase of dead flowers he'd gotten Luca for Father's Day. He's spent approximately ten minutes in one position, so his back aches enough to make him want to scream. “I am not listening to this anymore.”

Valentino raises an unimpressed eyebrow. “You think I wanted to be here?” He throws his hands up dramatically. “You think I enjoy this? But I’m responsible for both of you!”

“Vale,” Luca interrupts, desperate. “We get it. Be careful, use protection, don’t fuck up again. Lesson learned. Can we please never talk about this again?”

He squints at them for a long moment, weighing his options, then sighs, rubbing his temples. “Fine. But if I find out you’ve been reckless again,” he points an accusatory finger between them.

Luca glares. “What, you’ll ground us?” He gestures at Pecco's belly. “Bit late for that.”

Valentino pinches the bridge of his nose. “I am just trying to make sure you know how to have safe sex,” he sighs. “I don't want either of you to have to sacrifice more than you already have because of another—” he stops himself, just in time, but Pecco knows he was going to say, what he was going to call their baby. A mistake. He sees it reflected back in his eyes, in everyone’s eyes, lately. His skin crawls every time he visits the ranch, seeing Mig and Franky’s looks of pity. Nicolo’s barely-hidden derision. Bez hasn’t been able to look him in the eyes since he started showing for real, months ago.

The second Valentino finally leaves, after he gives them the dish of food from Stefania that he had come to deliver in the first place, an excruciating round of hugs, and a parting shot about prenatal vitamins, somehow managing to keep his set of keys in the rush to kick him out—Pecco lets his head thunk onto Luca's shoulder with a dramatic groan.

“I will never forgive you for giving him a key. We aren't having sex again until you get it back from him!”

Luca snorts, reaching over to place a warm palm over the silver of belly not covered by the tshirt. “You say that now, tesoro.”

Pecco lifts his head up, raising an eyebrow.

Luca smirks. “Where were we?”

[gunnerina]

Welcome back principessa

[orcelito]

Hey Guys Check This Shit Out

Commission of my oc Nico by @thehungreecat !!

And just in time for his birthday on the 13th, too ☺️☺️☺️ this summer will mark 10 years since I first made him, so it's rly nice to have something to commemorate him with 🥺🥺🥺

[burninface]

my (coloring?) practice<3

[will80sbyers]

Mi hanno chiesto di fare questo post in italiano quindi provo a riassumere quello che ho già scritto, le ragioni per cui penso che la ship tra Mike e Will diventerà canon nella quinta stagione sono tantissime in realtà e non credo di riuscire a inserirle tutte in un post ma proviamoci...

Innanzitutto penso che ci siano alcune scene che vogliono far capire agli spettatori che la ship diventerà canon e che stiamo guardando uno slow burn, credo che gli scrittori abbiano fatto delle precise scelte perché vogliono che il personaggio di Will abbia un "pay off" nel finale dello show, praticamente avrà quello che ha sempre desiderato dall'inizio e da quando ha capito di essere innamorato di Mike, e allo stesso tempo gli scrittori stanno scrivendo la storia di El come una storia che si focalizza su lei come persona al di fuori delle relazioni che può avere con gli uomini nella sua vita, compreso Mike ovviamente!!

Gli scrittori hanno enfatizzato il fatto che Will sia parte di questo triangolo amoroso sia con la scrittura dei dialoghi e delle scene ma anche in modo semplicemente ''visivo'', facendoci vedere Will sempre presente anche in momenti che dovrebbero essere romantici tra El e Mike, si sono focalizzati sulla tristezza che Will sta provando nell'assistere alla relazione tra di loro, in particolare durante la terza e quarta stagione, rendendo chiaro che Will è innamorato di Mike e non sarà mai davvero soddisfatto nel caso in cui lui non ricambi, gli resterà per sempre quella ferita al cuore perché ha dovuto lasciarlo andare, e questo non sarebbe soddisfacente dal punto di vista di star raccontando una storia, in più noi sappiamo di già che nessuno odierebbe Will perché è gay, Mike lo adora anche se fosse in modo platonico gli spettatori sanno già che ''la risoluzione'' sarebbe positiva quindi focalizzarsi così tanto sul suo coming out non ha molto senso come storia perché gli spettatori non hanno nessuna sorpresa, sanno già che Will verrebbe accettato perché è chiaro che sia la sua famiglia che i suoi amici gli vogliono tantissimo bene e sono tutte persone con una mentalità aperta anche per gli anni 80, in più ora hanno vissuto cose decisamente più ''strane'' di un ragazzo che ama i ragazzi... Sarebbe noioso e scontato se Mike semplicemente reagisse con un '' Ti voglio tanto bene... ma no homo'' boh, secondo me non ha nessun senso come storia soprattutto perché la stiamo guardando nel 2025 non nel 2000, bisogna andare avanti non tornare alle banalità del ragazzino gay friendzonato

Gli scrittori si sono focalizzati sulla tristezza di Will inserendo tantissime scene che portano lo spettatore a sentirsi triste per Will e non a volere che Mike ed El restino assieme, addirittura durante il monologo che Mike fa alla fine della quarta stagione vediamo che nel momento in cui Mike dice ''Ti amo'' a El per la prima volta Will è dietro di lui ed è perfettamente visibile... Non gli hanno nemmeno sfocato il viso, bisogna tenere a mente che ogni singola scena è studiata in un film o telefilm, ogni inquadratura è studiata dal regista perché ci comunichi qualcosa, e il modo in cui hanno filmato questo monologo è veramente osceno dal punto di vista estetico se Mike ed El sono veramente destinati a restare assieme... sarebbe come se gli scrittori avessero intenzionalmente sabotato la connessione dei fans con la ship dei Melvin e fatto tutto ciò per nessun motivo valido... non ha nessun senso che degli scrittori professionisti facciano una cosa del genere a quella che dovrebbe essere la loro ''coppia principale'' secondo i fans di quella coppia almeno. Io penso che questo stia accadendo perché è intenzionale, gli scrittori stavano cercando di non far volere agli spettatori che Mike e El finiscano assieme, vogliono che pensiamo che sarebbero meglio come semplici amici perché non sono compatibili dal punto di vista romantico!

Gli scrittori ci hanno mostrato nel corso della serie come Mike e Will hanno un legame molto profondo e soprattutto hanno mostrato come questa relazione sia diversa per Mike rispetto a tutte le altre amicizie che lui ha come per esempio la sua amicizia con Lucas e Dustin che non può assolutamente essere fraintesa come qualcosa di romantico... cosa che con Will accade spesso per il tipo di scene che hanno assieme, oltre al fatto che ovviamente Will è innamorato di Mike... gli scrittori hanno praticamente messo Will nella stessa categoria di El come uno dei possibili interessi amorosi di Mike perché Mike si comporta con lui esattamente come si comporta con El alcune volte, e addirittura qualche volta si comporta in modo migliore di come reagisce quando accade qualcosa tra lui ed El, per esempio dopo le due liti nella terza stagione Mike va subito a chiedere scusa a Will e cambia il suo atteggiamento in generale perché ascolta quello che Will gli dice quando litigano, invece con El dopo che succede qualcosa tra di loro lui ci mette più tempo a decidere di scusarsi con lei in modo normale invece di seguire l'idea che gli serva avere qualcosa di speciale che ''dica scusa''... in più aspetta l'input di altre persone prima di farlo e nella scena dove El va a spiarlo lo vediamo anche ridere, non sembrava davvero così affranto da questa rottura secondo me ed è perché la relazione tra di loro non è veramente seria quanto quello che lui prova per Will, anche se secondo me lui non lo ha ancora capito questo... ma si vede dalle sue reazioni!!! Teniamo anche a mente che Mike ha 13/14 anni quindi è normale che ancora i suoi sentimenti non siano la cosa più chiara per lui. Ma comunque dicevo che Mike e Will hanno tantissimi momenti intimi nell show che vengono filmati in modo da farci capire quanto profonda sia la base di amore tra loro due secondo me, anche solo partendo da quella platonica, questi momenti servono per ''costruire'' la coppia e renderla credibile quando finalmente la relazione ha inizio!! Sono momenti dolci e sempre filmati in privato tra di loro o almeno in modo in cui sembra che sia un momento privato per come vengono inquadrati, secondo me tutto questo ci mostra che anche per Mike c'è qualcosa di più della semplice amicizia

Ci sono tipo 3000000 bigliardi di parallels, cioè quelle scene che sono scritte perché ci riportino alla mente delle altre scene e hanno dei precisi significati, tra Byler come coppia e tutte le altre coppie!!! Anche tra byler e milev*n ci sono tantissimi parallels e anche dei parallels che sono scritti perché lo spettatore noti le differenze tra le due coppie! Potete trovare una raccolta di questi parallels QUA e ho fatto le gif QUA e devo anche continuare perché non le ho ancora fatte per tutti, vi giuro che sono davvero TANTISSIMI e alcuni sono veramente ovvi... tipo questo dove Mike si sta prendendo una piccola cotta per El e inizia a guardarla così nella s1 e poi succede la stessa cosa nella s4 ma Mike sta guardando Will ora...

Sono dalla prima stagione che gli scrittori separano El e Mike o fanno sì che loro abbiano qualche problema nella relazione e hanno scritto tantissime volte scene in cui El prende la decisione di lasciare Mike, nella prima stagione lo fa perché vuole salvargli la vita ma poi abbiamo ancora nella seconda stagione El che decide di non farsi vedere da lui a scuola perché pensa che a Mike piaccia Max, poi nella terza stagione El lo molla e ha tutta una storyline sul fatto che lei deve pensare a diventare sè stessa e focalizzarsi a capire cosa le piace e cosa no e anche fare amicizia con altre persone e non stare attaccata a Mike come una cozza perché appunto, El deve essere indipendente ad è quello che gli scrittori ci stanno dicendo che è la cosa migliore per lei... poi nella quarta stagione El gli lascia quella nota passiva aggressiva e anche se lo fa perché vuole proteggerlo questo ci dice che loro non sono dei partner veri e propri nella loro relazione perché per El è veramente facile lasciare Mike indietro e lui se ne lamenta con Will perché si sente come se fosse colpa sua che El non lo vuole appresso, pensa di non essere abbastanza in generale, la relazione con El lo fa sentire così anche se non è la sua intenzione... gli scrittori ci stanno dicendo che la priorità della storia di Eleven non è attorno a Mike e alla loro relazione ma attorno al suo personale ''coming of age'' dove lei capisce chi è come persona, non un mostro ma nemmeno deve essere un supereroe... lei deve capire che anche essere solo ''El'' va benissimo e per essere amata non ha bisogno di cambiare se stessa... in contrasto a questa storyline di El abbiamo Will che invece è già indipendente ed è circontato da amici e una famiglia che lo ama ma desidera trovare l'amore e soprattutto desidera Mike e questo ce lo sbattono in faccia tipo 3283472357 volte dalla terza stagione... in più lui ha bisogno di questo amore perché è convinto che non avrà mai una relazione romantica perché è gay e siamo negli anni 80 dove essere gay veniva considerato disgustoso, venivi considerato malato e rischiavi di venire ammazzato se veniva fuori in certi contesti come i piccoli paesi come Hawkins... la storia di Will è troppo intrecciata con il suo amore per Mike perché questo non abbia importanza nella risoluzione, non può semplicemente ''accettare di essere gay'' perché gli scrittori ci hanno detto che sarà triste se succede quello ma non ha anche la relazione con Mike... se non lo avessero ficcato in mezzo a El and Mike ci sarebbe stata un'altra via per questa storia ma ora è troppo tardi

Gli scrittori stanno cotruendo la storia di Eleven perché nel suo coming of age il focus sia se stessa e i suoi amici e la sua famiglia e non le sue relazioni romantiche, credo che il focus per lei sarà salvare Max e arrivare ad avere quello che ha sempre voluto che era avere una famiglia... El dovrebbe finire la serie essendo completamente indipendente dalle influenze esterne degli uomini nella sua vita, ha già iniziato lasciando andare Papa nella quarta stagione e penso che questo trend continuerà, ora Hopper è cresciuto lui stesso e sa come lasciare ad El i suoi spazi e vuole che lei diventi la donna che sta diventando crescendo quindi anche la sua relazione con Hopper è risolta invece con Mike c'è ancora qualche problema, Mike secondo me ha troppe paure interne che deve risolvere prima di poter essere in una relazione con lei ma anche con Will in realtà, Mike ha bisogno di intraprendere un suo percorso dove arriva a credere in se stesso esattamente quanto Will crede in lui, perché per ora ci hanno mostrato che lui è veramente molto insicuro soprattutto nella relazione con Eleven, pensa di non essere nessuno di importante e non vede quanto è speciale... solo Will riesce a farglielo vedere con il suo discorso!!! Penso che tra Mike e El ci sia tantissimo amore ma non penso che siano fatti l'uno per l'altra, credo che questo amore sia più platonico che romantico e quando stanno assieme iniziano ad avere mille paranoie e ad agire come se la relazione invece di dargli sicurezza gli porta solo delle paure di non essere accettati dall'altra persona... questo è l'opposto di quello che Will dice a Mike, Will dice che stare con Mike lo fa sentire come se lui non fosse sbagliato e lo fa sentire coraggioso! Invece El e Mike si mandano in paranoia a vicenda...

Gli scrittori ci hanno mostrato El e Mike non come un team e dei partners e invece continuano a mostrarci come Mike e Will siano un team che funziona, se notate tutte le altre coppie che funzionano hanno lavorato insieme durante le stagioni esattamente come Will e Mike fanno in questa e probabilmente anche nella prossima perché nella conversazione finale che hanno Mike dice a Will che sconfiggeranno Vecna assieme e prima di quello Mike gli dice che vuole che loro siano un team quando sono in camera di Will!!! El viene presentata come un singolo e mandata ad avere storylines per i cavoli suoi in tutte le stagioni, anche nella prima stagione dove erano molto di più assieme alla fine non sembra che El e Mike siano alla pari... tutte le altre coppie sembrano un team, Jancy, Jopper e Lumax hanno più momenti dove sono solo loro

Un'altra cosa che abbiamo notato è che El e Mike vengono comparati continuamente a delle coppie che non funzionano assieme o che comunque non sono endgame o è chiaro che non si amano ( Karen & Ted, Steve e Nancy, Bob e Joyce )

Hanno scritto ed inserito nello show varie scene dove MIKE è quello che si comporta in modo strano con Will e non il contrario, si comporta come se lui avessere dei sentimenti per Will e nel mentre vediamo Will che è abbastanza normale e tranquillo con lui anche quando è geloso... la scena dell'aeroporto mi ha fatto iniziare a shippare questa coppia perché io sono convint* che Mike non è omofobo e dunque quella scena non può avere nessun'altra spiegazione, è chiaramente Mike che si sente in imbarazzo perché ha dei sentimenti repressi per Will! Nessuno scrittore sano di mente deciderebbe di includere quella scena altrimenti, avrebbero fatto sì che WILL fosse quello a comportarsi in modo strano!!

Ci sono varie inquadrature di loro come ''triangolo amoroso''... DOVE MIKE è AL CENTRO

e poi qua nel finale El li lascia indietro... cioè più chiaro di così non so cosa potessero fare...

oddio sto post è lunghissimo ma continuiamoooo

Quando durante la quarta stagione gli scrittori hanno raccomandato i film da guardare da cui si erano ispirati c'erano tanti film con un triangolo amoroso uguale alla situazione di El, Mike e Will... per esempio c'è ''Piccole Donne'' come film e la situazione è la stessa secondo me come tra Jo, Laurie ed Amy

Mike e Will hanno delle scene dove litigano come degli innamorati e che vengono anche filmate in modo romantico e tragico, di solito questo tipo di scene vengono date a personaggi che sono destinati a finire assieme o hanno una relazione romantica... i registi degli episodi filmano le loro scene come se fosse roba di Bridgerton, cioè sono veramente tutte molto romantiche visivamente, provate a pensare a quella inquadratura di Mike che guarda Will andare via con la pioggia... boh tutte le loro scene sono veramente belle da vedere da un punto di vista estetico invece per El e Mike è l'opposto

Gli scrittori hanno creato il parallel con la ship di Vickie e Robin, e in particolare hanno fatto dei parallels tra Vickie e Mike che secondo me sono stati scritti così che la gente fosse introdotta al concetto di bisessualità e che possano capire la situazione di Mike comparandola a Vickie che anche lei aveva un partner del genere opposto prima di innamorarsi di Robin

La sola esistenza del dipinto è prova del fatto che la byler diventerà canon, non solo perché è un parallel alla coppia di Ben e Beverly nei film di IT - ma perché è un modo in cui gli scrittori nei film o nelle serie tv fanno il ''set up'' di una coppia in un triangolo amoroso, è la bugia che verrà scoperta e sconvolgerà il protagonista che pensava quelli fossero i sentimenti del suo partner ma in realtà erano i sentimenti del suo altro interesse amoroso che è parte del triangolo e sacrifica i suoi sentimenti per la felicità della persona che ama... e quindi il protagonista poi capisce che in realtà lui ama questa persona e non il suo partner... succede anche nello show gossip girl dove c'è una situazione in cui Dan è innamorato di Blair ma aiuta il suo ragazzo con una confessione amorosa per farle pensare che lui sia quello giusto e poi alla fine Blair capisce che in realtà quelle parole erano di Dan e che lei voleva che fossero di Dan e loro due iniziano una relazione...

...stessa cosa per il dipinto di Will, le parole di Will fanno sentire Mike amato e lui crede che questo amore venga da El ma in realtà è una bugia, così lui ha fatto questo monologo per El ora ma tutto questo è nato da una bugia e non può durare, Will ha sacrificato i suoi sentimenti perché Mike sia felice e allo stesso tempo io credo che Mike voglia essere amato esattamente come Will lo ama e penso che in realtà vorrebbe che quelle parole siano di Will... non penso che Mike sia davvero innamorato di El anche se lui magari ne è convinto, penso che la ami ma in modo più platonico che altro e che in realtà il monologo sia da intendere più in quel senso, credo che Mike non abbia mentito ma penso che il fatto che lui avesse paura di aprire il suo cuore a lei e che non ci riesca senza l'aiuto di Will sia un enorme segno del fatto che Mike non capisce i propri sentimenti e in realtà lui non è innamorato di El in quel senso, penso che una persona che sia veramente innamorata non abbia bisogno di avere delle spinte esterne e lui aveva troppa difficoltà a dirlo e troppe paranoie che in una relazione che funziona vengono risolte senza l'influenza di una terza persona (che è innamorata di Mike!!!) cioè sarebbe assurdo secondo me e renderebbe il monologo veramente penoso

Gli scrittori sono ossessionati dalla saga di IT di Stephen King e hanno preso questa idea del parallel tra byler e benverly, ci sono tantissimi parallels con lo show in generale ma in particolare per le coppie: El = Bill , Will = Ben , Mike = Beverly !! Loro sono tutti amici, Bill e Beverly hanno una relazione e si piacciono quando sono piccoli, Ben è innamorato perso di Bev e le manda una cartolina dove ha scritto una poesia che la fa innamorare di quelle parole, Beverly però crede che la cartolina sia da parte di Bill e non sa che in realtà questa viene da Ben... dopo un time jump però il segreto viene scoperto quando Ben confessa tutto per salvare la vita di Beverly e lei è così colpita da quelle parole che capisce che in realtà ha sempre amato Ben e loro finiscono assieme!

Mike e Will hanno del queercoding attorno a loro durante tutto lo show e penso anche che se Will fosse una ragazza il set up della ship sarebbe super ovvio per tutti ma dato che è un ragazzo questo viene ignorato perché nessuno pensa che possano far ''vincere'' lui nel finale e far si che ci sia una relazione queer al centro di uno show come stranger things

e questo è tutto, personalmente penso che Mike sia bisessuale ma lascio aperta la possibilità che potrebbe anche essere gay

ed è vero che potrebbe essere tutto solo queerbait ma io non credo che sia queerbait perché il modo in cui la relazione tra di loro viene trattata nello show non mi sembra negativo e anche nelle interviste nessuno degli scrittori ha mai negato la possibilità che loro finiscano assieme anche se gli sarebbe convenuto per evitare accuse di queerbaiting... e tantissimi altri motivi che davvero non posso riassumere qua, il post è già enorme così com'è!!

Se siete arrivati a leggere fino alla fine vi ringrazio tantissimo <3

[strohller27]

Yes Hello to all my fellow Miss Lemon fans out there:

If you love her as much as I do, then 6.2 Hickory Dickory Dock is the episode for you

Now let us all just take a moment out of our busy day to bask in her glory:

That coat with those hats?? ICONIC she has such a flawless style

and this little scene where she's like 'this is just a quirk of Mr. Poirot's, don't worry about it' fellas help she's so cute

also HELP lads she took Poirot's comment about Inspector Japp's 'healthy appetite' way too literally!! LEMON SOLE! she's so funny aagh

Also she looks really damn good in burgundy wow

Also you know I hate the trope where guys tell ladies to take their glasses off and let their hair flow in the wind because they'd somehow be 'sexier' or whatever. That is just simply not true. Case in point: Look at how cute Miss Lemon is in her glasses!!

Just. Everyone just. Look at my favourite girl. Look at her!!! Her filing system is perfect! Her filing system could kick your ass!!!

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Nine books I want to read this year 🎉

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[sheila--e]

personal hc that legosi realizes she's a lady and changes her name to belle. cuz... legosi comes from lugosi. as in bela lugosi.... bela.. belle... you get it...