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I come back to like 12 messages wtf i’m happy but I also didn’t expect that

#ooc #....woah?

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a communist in florence with @aristokraticheskiy

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Please don’t, above all, plant me in your heart. I grow too quick.

Rainer Maria Rilke, Sonnets To Orpheus (via wordsnquotes)

#musings

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“Mr. Ilyich.” The name fell off of his lips in a way that must have been painful to hear for the Soviet. Felice shook his head in dissatisfaction. “I can��t say it. Mr. Deemeetree, then. You have any form of identification? A passport or papers or anything?”

Felice, upon seeing the man’s willingness to cooperate, started preparing the first aid material. As he did so, he remarked flatly, “Well, I don’t speak Russian. So it is bad English or I will take you to the cell.”

It was this interaction that led Felice to realize his English wasn’t as good as he thought it was. The way that Dmitri spoke, both his grammar and his accent, made it nearly impossible to understand what was being said. For the most part, he was getting through the situation by observing the other’s body language and expressions.

There was a sudden shift in attitudes that Felice noticed once he returned his attention to Dmitri, as if the stranger had made some sort of realization. Strange, but he didn’t have much time to ponder it.

“From where are you, Mr. Deemeetree?” Felice tugged on a pair of sterile gloves and looked at the Soviet coldly. “And where does it hurt you?”

#rp #aristokraticheskiy #a communist in florence

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[…]Perché io vi giuro, signorina, che il giorno che vi terrò le mani e che vi sfiorerò le guance, voi vi sentirete la donna più bella del mondo.

#musings #// A HOPELESS ROMANTIC #italiano

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#gatti #ahhhh! #carinooo

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aristokraticheskiy:

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They reached the precinct fairly quickly, and let Nikita down on the floor, where he lay half conscious.

The constable, a man named Acone, rushed into his superior’s office, his breathing heavy with excitement.

“Vitali, io pensare noi avere un mistero.”

Felice absolutely abhorred his job. It wasn’t helping people or his community that repulsed him -- that aspect of it he loved -- it was the constant conflict and arrest warrants and citations and violence and work. He was a naturally lazy man who reveled in his vices of alcohol, smoking, and gambling; he was always looking for the easiest way out -- which was not what his his current position as head of his precinct in Florence was. 

As a matter of fact, it was still a bit uncomfortable for him, being on the “right” side of the law. It was hard to believe that five years ago Felice was getting into altercations with the police regularly. Not for murder, or anything quite that dramatic -- but let it be said that he was not against committing fraud in order to maintain his lavish livelihood. 

Needless to say, it was a strange transition for him: running away from the authorities to chasing down the perpetrator.

That day in particular, he had been praying for a seamless day. Felice had been having “financial issues” that had kept him up all night, and he wanted to just do his medial paperwork and be done. He had a pile of papers in front of him, and he could just barely motivate himself to do them, so long as there were no distractions or --

Of course, the dumbass Acone threw open the office door, shouting something about a mystery, despite the fact that Felice made it very clear he did not want to be bothered. But then again... They didn’t have “mysteries” very often in Florence. Maybe this was something worth investigating.

He pulled himself away from his paperwork and glared at Acone – but his anger quickly gave way to his curiosity. Felice put his pen down to give the man his full attention. “Che cosa?”

Acone nodded, his excitement manifesting itself in a small smile. Felice stood up and said flatly, “Knock that smirk off your face. I told you not to interrupt me. Someone better be fucking dead, otherwise you soon will be.” And with that, he went into the lobby, where he figured the “mystery” would be.

Felice wasn’t sure of what he was expecting, but it certainly wasn’t the bloody mess that was sprawled out in the lobby of the regional headquarters. He stared at the man for a moment in awe and confusion – if this really was a mystery, then he had his work cut out for him – and snapped quite suddenly at the constable. “Well, don’t just stand there collecting dust! Get something to clean this up!” 

Nodding nervously, Acone scurried off to fetch a mop, and Felice immediately set to work. He got on his knees and mumbled to the injured man in English, correctly assuming that he was a foreigner, “We are going to my office.” Without a moment more, Felice grabbed hold of the stranger best he could and practically dragged him to the next room. 

He set the bloody man down in a chair and rummaged around the office for a first aid kit. After a bit of searching, Felice found the materials he was looking for, set it on his desk, and addressed the stranger candidly. “Here is how this is going to go. You’re a suspicious, bloody mess, which is my reason for put you in custody. You will speak now, or you will speak later. It’s your decision. If you answer my questions now, I will give help.” He gestured to the kit of bandages on his desk. “If you do not answer me, I will put you in a cell and I will try again tomorrow. You will be hungry and bleed more and maybe be dead.”

Felice sat down on the corner of his desk and looked down at the stranger. He crossed his arms. “My suggestion? Start by telling me what your name is.”

#rp #aristokraticheskiy #a communist in florence

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Genova - Italy (by GothPhil) 

#paese #genova #liguria

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Milan, Italy (by Amedeo Pippoli)

#paese #milano #lombardia

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list of current rps

none lmao

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sulla... muna?

RADICAL here is the time for me to be MEME-y and UNPROFESSIONAL. get ready for this TRIP my BOYES

name: lillie

age: 17 

rp experience: 5 yrs in total, around 3 yrs for hetalia characters

muses: well whenever they call to me, other than n.italy, i have roleplayed as england, finland, spain, s.italy, and belgium

languages: english (fluent), spanish (6yrs experience), ASL (studying), italian/portuguese (self-studying)

hobbies: dying and death. reading and writing. same thing

feel free to hmu whenever ;)

#ooc

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le regole - the rules

I don’t have too many, because I don’t like to constrict the creative process. But I do have a few, so please take a minute to read them!

My preferred style of RP is fully literate, but I will RP semi-lit! I don’t, however, see the need to include reaction images in my posts, and I probably won’t be doing so.

Look, I’m not about that “selective roleplay” life. If you want to talk for any reason, send me a message! I’ll give everyone a shot! But in terms of RP, if I feel I can no longer continue a thread for whatever reason, I will let you know up front. I expect the same sort of mutual, human respect from you too, please.

I am still a minor, and I am very up front about that. I am not here to get anyone (or myself) in a bad situation. The whole NSFW scene is not something I care to mess around with.  At least, not until my birthday in five months.

I don’t, however, mind roleplaying sensitive topics. Violence? Angst? Lay it on me. Nihilo eest (On a separate tangent, I find it funny how sexual content is censored so heavily until age 18, but somehow violence is alright...) I will try to make content clear in the tags, and if anyone asks me to do a specific tag for them I will, but that’s about it with that. 

More of a warning than a rule: my representation of North Italy... is very different than canon. He’s not always the sweet optimist. Sometimes he’s a real douche-bag, sometimes he’s insensitive, often times he’s misogynistic and racist. I portray him differently so that he is more human and more representative of his country. He is not the exact character from the AP:H anime. He is not “Feliciano Vargas”.

I think that covers it! If you have a question, go ahead and ask me!

#rules #ooc

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…Looking at the stars always makes me dream.

Vincent van Gogh  (via wordsnquotes)

#musings

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#musings #italiano

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Roasted Garlic Asiago Fettuccine

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#pasta #cibo #aglio #forse troppo aglio... #ma #ancora delizioso

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le etichette - the tags

cibo - food

arte - art

gatti - cats

paese - country

moda - fashion

italiano - italian (language)

headcanons

musings

rp

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I track the tag gigli-italiane!

#tags #ooc

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