#wanna marchi

[luckyedie]

Just finished watching Fortune Seller: A TV Scam on Netflix and in reality I’ve never seen a more compelling, complex, unapologetic, downright villianous mother-daughter duo in my life. I am going to mine the living hell out of them for fictional characters. Such terrible, interesting women. Not to mention SPOILERS: Mário Pacheco Do Nascimento AKA The Master of Life that managed to flee to Brazil and escape any jail time, and it all started because he went to work for an Italian Marquis.

Poor nonnas, I’m so sorry I enjoyed these villains so much.

[b0ringasfuck]

Quelli che hanno comperato il sale sono contenti

[impossiblefanwombat]

La corretta definizione di 'laurea in teologia' è: 'specializzazione in stronzate', presso la facoltà della 'truffa legalizzata', stile Wanna Marchi.

Perché le religioni e i loro sciamani sono questo: truffa aggravata e circonvenzione di incapaci (col battesimo, di neonati).

[ginogirolimoni]

Quando a difenderti sono Wanna Marchi e Salvini ... allora sei proprio spacciato!

[salottoitalia]

"𝙸𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚘 𝚕'𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚟𝚞𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚘 𝚍𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚒 𝚌𝚘𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚒 𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒”

Wanna Marchi da 𝑫𝒂𝒈𝒐𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒂

[particellare]

Signori miei - Wanna Marchi

[rinnelovebot]

Wait. so personally I love every single crazy:b song equally, but… what are yalls favorite crazy:b songs…? I’m just curious 🤔

[percival895]

Vale il discorso di quelli del bonus 110% , vi siete fidati dello Stato? Avete riempito il riquadro RW del 730?

[ratatatastic]

forsy fighting for his life trying to get a handle on marchy

meanwhile ekky

[princess--bongwater]

sooo wonderful you are the cutesie . it makes me very happy when you listen to me talk and bear through my social ineptness . kiss

UWAAAAAAHHHHHJ NO ITS MY PLEASURE ....... I love you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[vpervaffanculo]

I soldi vi escono dal deretano? Non sapete cosa fare? Siete annoiati? Sotto sotto siete dei money slave? Vorreste regalarmi un castello ma siete poveri? Nessun problema amici, questa è la soluzione: non vendo sogni né solide realtà, qua si va a simpatia. Sopportatemi ma soprattutto supportatemi. Thanks ☻🖤

[gaysessuale]

è strano vedere documentari su avvenimenti che tu ricordi

[gaybroons]

Marchy’s modeling career is flourishing boys

[gender-euphowrya]

sometimes i get in a mood to watch documentaries about stuff i've never heard of and will never have an opportunity to talk about in my life

[mourningmage]

are you telling me theyre actual marcfrenchie fans now??? thank god 17 year old me was so tired carrying the entirety of that underrated relationship on my shoulders

[trendywaifus]

I've been dealing with the worst headaches ever for the past few weeks (the garbo ones that make you throw up)

And I also have been mildly irked by the lack of Marcher x Fem!Reader fics, so

🙏I wanna request March 7th comfort fic.

I feel like she's not very popular because she's a silly bonky-wonky loudmouth that just says what's on her mind rather than being all domineering and mysterious (like how Kafka, or Arlecchino might be portrayed), or hiding it because they don't want to stress you out (like how Robin might).

So anyways, I was curious how March comforts Fem!Reader after like, a really awful day.

It can be SFW, or not.

Hope you have a good day, Trendy :>

nah i made this a little different just for you and your stupid headaches! they suck ass! I’ve been having those type of headaches for the past weeks too. and march is underrated, I prefer to date her than kafka and the others cus at least she’s an open book😭. I hope your weeks been getting better, bud.

despite being in space, it feels like you’ve stayed in your cabin all morning. a pained groan rumbles in your throat as you turn in bed, series of sharp pains bouncing off the walls of your skull. you feel terrible, absolutely terrible. waking up with a migraine and not being able to get out of bed to even go to the bathroom sucks. everyone is probably at the dining hall eating breakfast. you let in a deep breath then exhale, mustering the mental strength to lift your aching head from the feathery pillow. “ up we go—ow ow. . “ as soon as you sat up, you dropped back down in pain. your stomach churns as defeat kicks in.

“ damn, should i text march to come and bring me a bottled water and pain pills? hopefully she’s on her way here since i’m missing breakfast. “

luckily your speculation was right as your cabin door slides open and your girlfriend strolls in. her gaze immediately locks onto you laying down on the bed. “ babe, you’re still sleeping? everyone’s waiting, come eat! “

you groan and march’s brows raise with concern. “ march. .headache. . “ you mutter, looking at her with pleading eyes. she gives you a sympathy look as she walks over to your bed and sits on your bedside. “ aww, sweetie, “ her digits brush the hair away from your eyes, “ do you need me to get you some pain pills? i’ll bring your plate to you too. “ you smile at her, grasping her wrist and softly squeezed.

“ please. but can i lay on your chest while you massage my head first? you’re great with massages so let’s see if you can help me. “

she looks a little hesitant but she nods with a smile. “ i don’t know if this is a poor excuse to cuddle me or not but okay. only for a little though! i gotta get you some pain pills and breakfast because i hate how exhausted you look right now. now scoot scoot. “

you give her as much space as you can without triggering a sharp pain in your head. she slides in bed and the soft scent of cherry perfume wafts against your nose. “ c’mere you. “ march helps you move on top of her and settle. you nuzzle into her chest while she loops an arm around your waist and starts getting to work with massaging your head. her manicured fingers gingerly graze your scalp, almost instantly sending warm shivers up your spine. “ i’m so lucky that you’re my girl. “ you mutter into her shirt, closing your eyes to the soothing sensation of her head massage.

you hear her playfully huff, “ sweetie that’s sweet n’ all but, but i’m worried that this won’t work. i’m not exactly a miracle worker, y’know. “

“ hm, you are to me, “ you mutter, the aches are of course still there, but you like to believe that your girlfriend’s fingers are helping you relax. “ even if you don’t think so, marchie. “

what you don’t see is her warm smile and dusty pink cheeks. what you do feel is her smiling lips planting a tender kiss against your temple.