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charlesslut16 · 1 year

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Dude this was sooooo gooodd!!!! make it a seriessss!!

you wish is my command

here are the other parts : (1) , (3) / masterlist

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-Enemys?-

summary : after what happened in Bahrain charles and you are confused because you don't know what to feel for each other.

PAIRING : charles leclerc x fem!reader

WARNINGS : curse words, bad translated french and italian and panic attack mentioned

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Today you were at the Saudi Arabia grand prix, with Isa, in the Ferrari garage. You were in the Ferrari garage and not in the Mercedes one because charles asked you to watch the race with Isa in the Ferrari motor home.

The reason why he wanted you there was unclear for you. Yes, he told you he didn't hate you, but you didn't believe him. But now that he asked you to watch the race in the Ferrari garage, you were unsure.

You left the Bahrain grand prix early to gather your thoughts. You left charles with his family and friends, as you knew that he was safe and didn't get another panic attack, which did not happen.

Furthermore, you were so confused. One time, Charles told you he hated you and that you were a waste of space, and the next he had a panic attack and only wanted you to help him.

So now you were watching the race, rooting for charles and carlos. After the 5o laps, the race was finished. Carlos got the sixth place and charles the seventh. You knew charles wasn't happy by the results of today.

Isa and you waited until the boys came. As you saw charles around the corner, you smiled. He looked good. Charles came up to you and as you wanted to say how proud you were, he grabbed your wrist and dragged you into his driver's room.

"Charles calm down! What's wrong with you?!" you told him, confused and angered.

You looked into his eyes, thinking you would find anger, but instead you found sadness. His eyes met yours and the dam broke, tears were threatening to fall down his cheeks.

As you saw that, you took his hands in yours, trying to calm him down, but it didn't work. So you decided to pull him to you and hugged him. You pressed his head on your shoulders, so he could cry on it.

Charles accepted the hug and wrapped his arms around your waist, so that you were as near as possible to him. He cried on your shoulder, as you hugged him tighter against you.

" Je suis un tel échec." he said between sobs, while you rubbed his back to calm him down and comfort him. I'm such a failure.

"You're not. It's the car, not you. Charles, you are one of the best drivers on the grid." you answered, as you still rubbed his back, him calming down in the process.

You waited until you heard that he stopped crying, so you could let him go and step out of the hug.

"Grazie. Sei davvero la cosa migliore che mi sia mai capitata, angelo mio." He told you, but you didn't understand a word, as you couldn't understand italian.

Thank you. You really are the best thing that ever happened to me, my angel.

"charles, you know I can't understand a word of italian. What did you say?"

"Just thank you for helping me." he answered your question, looking you deep in the eyes. Smiling at your look, as if you knew that what he answered wasn't what he had said.

"Your welcome," you answered him, fiddling with your fingers and picking on your finger beds to distract you from that one question you wanted to ask charles.

He noticed your fiddling and as a reaction he took your hands in his, bringing them to his mouth for a quick kiss. He knew what was bothering you. H asked himself the same question.

"I will go now, you seem alright here. If you need anything, ask Isa or Carlos. "

Charles nodded. That was the only reaction he gave you. No disappointment, no sadness nor happiness. Nothing. You knew charles would be okay, just like he was in Bahrain after you helped him.

You checked one last time if he was okay, so you could leave. As you saw that he was okay, you left his driver's room, closed the door and left him standing alone in the room.

As you walked to the exit, you let your thoughts room free. Maybe you two weren't made for each other. God. You hated each other 2 weeks ago, but what about now.

It was raining by now. Perfect. It rained outside, while in your head, the thoughts rained. Everything on your mind was clouded with thoughts, while the sky was clouded with raining clouds.

You were not even sure why you thought that there was something between you guys. You were enemies. That is what you were supposed to be. Not this. Enemies.

This feeling made you ill. The feeling of not knowing. You hated not knowing what to do or what to feel. You didn't normally feel like this, but since charles came into the picture, everything changed.

"Y/n!! Y/n! Please wait!" you heard someone yell after you. Turning around, you saw him. Him. You saw charles running toward you, with your phone in his grasp.

He comes near you, so he could give you your phone. Your wet hands touched as he gave you your phone. Both of you drenched in the paddock of Saudi Arabia with mixes feelings for each other.

"Thank you" you say to him with a smile of gratitude. Both of you didn't know what to say to each other. You had the same thoughts, but you couldn't bring them over the lips.

"I will go now. If I'm quick, I can make it back home without fuss. Thank you again."

Charles nodded again. You step away from him, turning around, letting him alone again, but this time drenched in the rain. You wanted to ask him the question, but you just couldn't.

Just as you wanted to walk, charles pulled you back to him, so you were in front of him. His had left your wrist, so he could hold your chin up to look at him. You waited for him to ask you, but he didn't.

Instead, he bent down and connected your lips with his.

#f1 #charles leclerc #charles leclerc fluff #charles leclerc f1 #charles leclerc x female reader #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc x reader #formula one #f1 fluff #formula 1 #charles leclerc ferrari #charles leclerc blurb #charles lecrelc #scuderia ferrari #charles leclerc angst

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thestarstoasun · 28 days

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Will and Naomi Solace don't normally celebrate Easter considering the whole she slept with a Greek god, had a demigod child but could only tell her small-town religious family that she had a one nightstand and got pregnant thing. She had been told they still loved her but was still publicly shamed and shunned until she got famous for her music.

Will didn't think his grandparents, uncles, or aunts deserved his mom in their lives after what they put her through, but he figured if she could forgive them, he could too. Except they didn't know he was bisexual. They didn't know about Nico. Will had been all too willing to tell his sweet, loving, adoring mother about his boyfriend. He made sure Nico knew when he first brought it up that there was no rush, and just like when it came to everything, he was willing to wait forever. (Nico had actually stared at him in disbelief, and with the oh-so-noticeable red splashing across his pale skin muttered a quiet, "Idiota". Will didn't need to be fluent in Italian to know /that one/, even when he first heard it.)

Introducing Nico to his mother was a mistake, not because of any homophobia or monster attacks, but just how much they both love to embarrass him. His mother shares stories and shows pictures (which Will panics about because technology and demigods don't mix well) of a much younger and embarrassing Will, and by the look in Nico's eyes Will knows he is never living it down. In return, his mother learns of his embarrassing flirting in the middle of a war.

The memory was nice now, a year and a half later, especially since Will was currently on the verge of an entire mental breakdown. Being back in Texas had that effect on him. At camp, he locked away all panic, grief, loss, suffering in order to run the infirmary and be strong for his siblings, but here, he had no infirmary and no siblings. He could honestly care less of what these people thought of him - Lee's opinion had mattered, Michael's opinion had mattered, His mama's opinion matters, Nico's feelings and opinion matters. Hades, he cares more for Apollo's opinion than these people, and he was still struggling with his own complicated feelings towards his father - not that they ever showed outwardly.

Will was more worried that these people that shared blood with him would shame his and Nico's relationship and upset his boyfriend. Nico had suffered so much pain and suffering already, especially when it came to his sexuality and accepting that there wasn't anything wrong with himself for loving boys. Will was so proud of how far Nico had come and felt sick to his stomach at being an indirect cause of a relapse.

"You worry too much," The words sounded so beautiful that they must have been spoken by an angel. (They weren't, they were spoken by none other than Nico Di Angelo, but what can he say, he is Apollo's son. It is in his nature to be dramatic at least sometimes.)

"I don't think I worry enough. I mean, there is jus' so much that could go wrong. Mama-" Will shot Nico, who was failing to hide a wide smile, a curious expression unknowingly tilting his head slightly to the right. "What's so amusin' about this?"

"I think I finally understand what Lou Ellen meant when she called you a dog." Will stared blankly absolutely stunned out of his panic, his lips formed a small pout that was absolutely not adorable. Nico got up from where he sat comfortably on Will's bed and wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's waist, resting his head on Will's shoulder. "Breathe. I'm already prepared to ditch this dinner and shadow-travel us both and your mother out somewhere nice at the slightest sign of trouble. Catholic guilt is a bitch, but I am done letting it, Gods, or anyone control my life."

Will felt both relieved and worried. Nico had learned so much about his boundaries with his powers over the last year, but it didn't mean Will didn't worry. "Is that why-?"

"Yes, that is why I slept so much today, il mio sole. Even before we left camp you were doing that nervous thing where you wrap bandages around your wrist. I figured something was bothering you and it had to do with our vacation. You love your mom, so it was obviously this dinner. I'm from the 30s, not an idiot, William, amore mio."

Will couldn't help but gently remove Nico's arm's from around him and sweep the boy off his feet. This frustrating, self-destructive, annoyingly attractive, smartass paid way too much attention to a simple healer such as himself, but Will couldn't imagine his life without Nico in it anymore. The half-hearted glare he received filled him with so much warmth and made him smile so wide it hurt, which in turn caused Nico to turn away to hide the slight upturn of his own lips.

#I honestly wrote this to cope with how awful my easter was #Should I continue this? Suffering and pain is always fun ig #will solace has daddy issues #its not canon #I just know that he does #will solace #nico di angelo #solangelo #pjo #heroes of olympus #the sun and the star #percy jackon and the olympians #naomi solace #riordanverse #trials of apollo

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hitmewithsomebooks · 25 days

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Hc that James knows Italian

I mean… he’s a rich cultured kid so maybe he learned it as a kid, maybe he has relatives in Italy, maybe rich family friends- imagine they travel there every summer… James in Italian summer (CMBYN !!)

Imagine it just pops out one day and the marauders all like 😦 and he like o ya, u didn’t know? Reg basically faints when he hears him talking Italian, he greets him in Italian and Reg is red as lobster

With that said— hc he uses italian nicknames for Reg:

Mia stella (my star)

mio bellisimo (my beauty)

Carino (pretty/cute)

mio tesoro (my treasure)

gioia (joy)

Coccolo (cuddly, he says it ironically but reg’s also secretly cuddly)

Angelo (angel)

vita Mia (my life)

Luce dei miei occhi (light of my eyes)

(Shoutout to the lovely @wild-flowerhoney for some much-needed Italian help 🫶)

#james potter #regulus black #jegulus #italian #nicknames #italy #love #james potter is a simp

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sayitalianolearns · 7 months

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Diary entry 252 Sentences cause I am tired

I told my mother to wait for me outside the bank. Ho detto a mia madre di aspettarmi fuori dalla banca. 저는 우리 엄마에게 은행 밖에서 저를 기다리라고 했어요 J'ai dit à ma mère de m'attendre dehors de la banque devant la banque. Le dije a mi mamá d'esperarme afuera del banco

They say it will rain later. Dicono che più tardi pioverà. 나중에 비가 올 것 같다고 해요. Ils disent/On dit que plus tard il va pleuvoir. Dicen que más tarde lloverá.

The things that I do now, are important for my future. Le cose che faccio ora, sono importanti per il mio futuro. 지금 제가 하는 것을 제 미래에 중요할 거예요. Ce que je fais en ce moment, c'est important pour mon avenir Lo que hago ahora, es muy importante para mi futuro

I think you look like an angel. Credo che tu assomigli ad/sembri un angelo. 저는 너를 천사처럼 것 같아요. (너는 천사같아요) Je pense que tu ressembles à un ange. Yo creo que tu pareces un ángel.

I decided to go to the store to buy apples. Ho deciso di andare al negozio per comprare delle mele. 가게에 사과들을 사러 가기로 했어요 J'ai décidé d'aller à la boutique le magasin pour acheter des pommes Decidí de irme a la tienda para comprar unas manzanas.

Even if I am tired, I won't give up. Anche se sono stanca, non mi arrenderò. 아무리 피곤해도, 포기하지 않을 거예요. Même si je suis fatiguée, je n'abandonnerai pas. Aunque estoy cansada, no me rendiré

Since it will rain, bring an umbrella. Siccome/Visto che pioverà, prendi un ombrello. 비가 올테니까 우산을 가져가라. Puisque il va pleuvoir, porte prends un parapluie Puesto que lloverá, trae un paraguas

#diary #polyglot #languages #korean #learning korean #italian #english #multilingual #french #spanish

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theratboyking · 8 months

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Heaven Is Not Fit To House A Love Like You And I

Pairing: Vampire!Secondo/Angel!Reader

Word count: 750 (A short one for a change)

Summary: basses off of this ask. I hope this is what you wanted.

Warning: blasphemy, running away together, fluff, angst.

The sun had just begun to set. Looking out towards the field, the flowers almost look like gold as they shimmer in the dying light. You always loved this time of day, always venturing away from your post to catch a glimpse of the world's beauty. It was how you had found him, or rather, how he found you. How you both had found love in the absence of light, the thing you should hold more dear to you. It was in darkness that you found each other. It’s how you both had been making your way back to each other for hundreds of years. It was in the darkness that you now found yourself, waiting once more for your lover to find you.

The twilight gives its final shine. You could feel him getting closer now. It was only a matter of time before he would show up, fashionably late, as he always called it. He got on your nerves, but he knew you loved it. He was the opposite of order, always finding a way to push your buttons, making you want more, but tonight was not a night to be pushing your buttons. You felt him before you could see him.

“You’re late.” Your tone was flat.

He came into view, emerging from the shadows, “I’m sorry, amore, but I got peakish on the way over.” Secondo was nonchalant with his response, letting out a chuckle; he was always so nonchalant. It drove you absolutely fucking mad.

“We need to talk.”

It could be your heightened senses, or it could be how well you knew him, but he tensed at your tone. In the hundreds of years he has known you, Secondo had never seen you this serious before. He cleared his throat, bringing his hand up to signal for you to continue.

“They know about us.”

He scoffed, “I fail to see how that is a problem, amore. So what?”

“So what? So what! Secondo, this is serious. I could be expelled for this. They could kill you for this.”

“I don’t fear them, mia angela.” His tone was hard as stone, standing tall. He wore a smirk on his face, flashing you his fangs.

“This isn’t funny, this is bad, this is very bad.” By now, you were pacing back and forth. Wings puffed out, a few feathers sticking out of place. If it were different circumstances, Secondo would have found you adorable.

“There’s a simple solution; you just can’t refuse to listen.”

“Secondo, I told you I can’t.” You stop pacing to finally look at him. This wasn’t the first time he had brought this up, but this was the first time he genuinely meant what he was saying.

“And why can’t you?” He questions, searching your eyes for any sort of real fight behind them.

“I am an angel of the lord. You are a servant of hell. What would the higher-ups think? What would they do to us? We are enemies, fuck I should hate you. We are on opposite sides of this,” Tears began forming in your eyes. “How dare you curse me with love. This has to stop, Secondo.”

“There’s only our side. It has been that way for a long time, amore, forget sides for two seconds. Think about what you want for a change.” He hesitantly steps closer to you, “It could just be us. We could be just us.”

“What of heaven? What of my home, Secondo?” The tears in your eyes finally fell; you could feel your resolve slowly fading.

He closes the distance between you both, taking you into his arms. “Heaven could not house a love like the one I hold for you, il mio angelo caduto.” He tightens his hold on you. “Hell could not stop me from finding your soul. I fly to it like a moth to a flame. We can run amore; I will run anywhere as long as I have you.”

You relax under his touch, “I’m scared, my love.”

He pulls away to look you in the eyes. Nothing but love stared back at you. You could get lost in him and only him. A fond smile forms on his face, and he slowly takes a step backward, “Then we can be together.” He offers you his hand, an invitation to follow him.

Against your better judgment, you take his hand, following him to the ends of the Earth, just as you would for the rest of time.

#the band ghost #ghost bc #ghost band #ghost #papa secondo #Secondo #papa emeritus secondo #vampire secondo #angel reader #papa emeritus ii x reader #secondo x reader #papa emeritus x reader

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s0ftjake · 9 months

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it's good omens' week so im rewatching it in eng with italian subtitles and... they really put "angelo mio", which means "MY angel."

#love #crowley #david tennant #good omens #aziraphale #good omens 2 #neil gaiman #italy #michael sheen #aziracrow

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bluejaysandblackbats · 1 month

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To Touch Fate

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam

Summary: Jason attempts to settle down in Southern Italy and live a civilian life.

Chapters: 6/?

Characters: Jason Todd, Original Character(s), Bruce Wayne, Terry McGinnis, Matt McGinnis

Relationships: Jason Todd/Original Character(s)

Additional Tags: Angst, Jason Todd-centric, Jason Todd is a Father, Terry McGinnis is Batman, Retirement, Future Fic, Major Original Character(s)

Chapter Six: Five Months

"Papá," Angelo whispered as he patted Jason's chest. Jason picked Angelo up, allowing the child to sit on his chest. "Papá, I threw up."

Jason groaned and turned the light on. "Where?" Jason asked.

"In the toilet," Angelo whispered, "I called Mamma, and she told me not to flush it. She told me to wake you." Jason felt Angelo's cheeks and carried him to the hallway bathroom. Jason glanced into the toilet and picked up his phone.

"Emi? It's orange," Jason whispered.

"He didn't know how to send a picture, and he couldn't remember the color," Noemi explained. Jason kissed Angelo's temple.

"He has a low fever, but he looks alright. I've got him now, dolce metà. Do you want me to bring you something to eat?" Jason questioned.

"No, I'm alright. Thank you, mio amato. Angioletto? Mamma loves you," Noemi whispered.

"I love you too, Mamma," Angelo mumbled, "I hope all your patients get better."

"Thank you, occhioni," Noemi replied, "Jason, save a kiss for me."

"They're all for you," Jason replied. Noemi chuckled and hung up.

Jason flushed the toilet and looked Angelo in the eye. Angelo grabbed Jason's face and held eye contact. "You don't want to go back to bed, do you?" Jason asked. Angelo shook his head. "I thought so. Since we're both awake, what do you wanna do?"

"Does that hurt?" Angelo asked as he touched a faded bruise under Jason's eye.

Jason chuckled. "Papá's had a lot worse... And sometimes we have to make sacrifices for good causes. I took the punch because it was an exhibition match... It wasn't a real fight," Jason whispered, "And I still won."

"But does it hurt?" Angelo asked. Jason shook his head.

Jason sat on the couch watching TV with Angelo on his lap. "Nuh-uh. It looks worse than it is... Angioletto, do you worry about me?" Jason asked. Angelo nodded and lay his head against Jason's chest.

"Do you miss your Papá?" Angelo asked. "Mamma asks you."

Jason didn't want to lie. Angelo might've been three, but he was smart enough to know when Jason wasn't telling the truth. "I needed to be a father more than I wanted to be a son. Angel, most people don't have to choose, but my job in America was too dangerous, and so was your grandpa's.

"I had to leave America forever because I had you and Mama. I don't regret it, but I miss it sometimes. My family disagreed with how I did my job. They were angry with me because they didn't understand... But before I left, I changed how I did things because I wanted them to know I loved them before I went away.

"I don't think anyone should have to change to be loved as they are, though. Family should do their best to understand why someone acts or feels a certain way. Do you understand?" Jason questioned. Angelo didn't answer. He'd fallen asleep on Jason's chest.

"I love you more than you'll ever know, Angieletto," Jason whispered as he rubbed his back.

Jason drifted off shortly after that. He woke in a sweat, glancing down at Angelo, who lay fast asleep on his chest, shaking violently under his arm. Jason held his wristwatch to the child's forehead and cursed under his breath. Without turning, he grabbed his phone from the night table and called Noemi. She answered on the first ring. "What's wrong?" Noemi questioned.

"Don't worry. I wanted to call and let you know I sent you Angelo's temperature. He sweated through his pajamas, so I might take him to the ER. Are you going into surgery soon?" Jason questioned. Jason sat up, still holding Angelo close to his chest.

"No, I just got out of surgery. I'll postpone my surgeries for the first half of the day and meet you there. Is he upset?" Noemi questioned.

"No, he's asleep. I'll bring a change of clothes for when he wakes up," Jason whispered, "Call you when I get there." Noemi hung up, and Jason carried Angelo to the garage, putting him in the car seat before remembering their shoes.

He ran inside and grabbed Angelo's cup and shoes before returning to the car. The hospital was a short drive from their home, so Jason pulled into the parking lot just as Angelo started whining. Noemi waited outside, rubbing her belly with worry all over her face. Jason carried Angelo to the entrance, and Noemi offered to take him. "He's not heavy... Unless it makes you feel better to hold him," Jason whispered. Noemi nodded and took Angelo in her arms.

"Giasone? How've you been sleeping?" Noemi asked.

"Well enough... Noemi, how are you and the baby?" Jason questioned.

Noemi laughed and kissed Jason's cheek. "A woman grabbed my face, told me I looked beautiful, and swore we were having a boy. I think she's right," Noemi replied.

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" Jason asked.

"I have such lovely men in my life," Noemi whispered, "So, I think another boy would be wonderful. Maybe he'll give Angel someone to play with."

The nurse took Angelo's vitals and hooked him up to an IV. "Emi, I've never taken you anywhere, have I?" Jason asked. He knew the answer but wanted to see how it made her feel.

"No... Do you plan on taking me someplace?" Noemi asked. Her eyes widened, and he melted.

"It's a surprise," Jason replied. He had the perfect place in mind. "When Angel gets better, I'll fly us out. Can you take time off?"

"Mhm," Noemi replied, "Why do you want to go on holiday?"

"Because Angel's been so good about the baby, and we didn't have a real honeymoon-."

"I don't care about the honeymoon," Noemi interrupted.

"I still think it'd be nice if we had one," Jason replied, "We've been married three years, and I've never taken you anywhere nice... Except for Giorgio's."

Angelo sucked his thumb. "Thank you for bringing him in," Noemi smiled as she kissed Angelo's forehead.

"Of course... You know, he worries about me?" Jason whispered. Noemi nodded.

"He said a lovely prayer at mass the other day. Angel asked God to make sure punches wouldn't hurt you at work," Noemi smiled, "And he prayed for his American Nonno and all the people in the hospital."

"He prays for you too... When I took him, he prayed for you and the baby. Specifically, he asks for you not to feel sick and for the baby to be small. He doesn't want you to pop open. I've explained it to him a few times, but he still doesn't believe me," Jason chuckled.

"Angel's a good boy," Noemi giggled, "So... Holiday?"

"Holiday... But let's not tell Angel. I want to surprise him," Jason replied. He was hopeful, finally prepared to accept normal.

#fic #batfam #batman beyond au #Jason Todd #Original Character(s)#Bruce Wayne #Terry McGinnis #Matt McGinnis #Jason Todd/Original Character(s)#Angst #Jason Todd-centric #Jason Todd is a Father #Terry McGinnis is Batman #Retirement #Future Fic #Major Original Character(s)

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kaisarionn · 2 months

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Can I ask for some fluff? I'd love to see Secondo with and angel reader, where at first Secondo HATES the reader because they bother him often but they end up becoming friends?

A/n: thank you for the request! Sorry for taking so long, I hope you enjoy this!

Word count: 571. GN angel!reader. Pure fluff!!

Angelo 💚

When you first arrived at the ministry you got on a lot of peoples nerves despite- or perhaps even because of your sunny disposition and overall kind attitude. It took a while for everyone to get used to you, but eventually they did, except for Secondo, he has been a little bit of a tough nut to crack since he is weary of angels such as yourself.

It took a lot of effort and some coaxing on your end to get him to like you, but after much persistence and many baked goods, you finally managed to get through to him. He was a little hesitant to let you in at first since he assumed you had an ulterior motive or something of that nature, but once he realized you meant no harm everything was smooth sailing from there.

“Buona notte, caro. Are you ready to watch our movie?” Earlier in the week you had somehow convinced Secondo to watch your favorite movie together, with the promise that you would watch his favorite movie sometime. “Yeah! I have everything ready for us, so come sit.” You gently pat the spot next to you on the couch, that has a nice soft blanket for him to use.

“Ah good, good. I brought the poppy corn like you asked.” Secondo is embarrassed about saying ‘poppy’ rather than ‘pop’ though he seems to be a bit relieved when you don't tease him about his little mistake. “Oh good! I had forgotten all about that.” You smile and cuddle up closer to him since he is practically radiating warmth and the ministry is always so cold.

“Well good thing I remembered it then.” He chuckles as he wraps an arm around you to keep you close to his side, knowing you tend to get cold easily. You turn on the movie and start snacking on the various assortment of foods you brought. Some of them are your favorites, but most of them are things that Secondo told you he liked eating as a kid.

“I hope you like this, it’s one of my favorites.” Secondo almost doesn’t catch your words since he is already engrossed in the movie, but fortunately he does. “I like it so far, it is very nice” You feel just a tad giddy hearing that he likes the movie thus far, but you keep it to yourself so he can enjoy the movie in its entirety.

As the movie progresses you start to get very sleepy and slump against Secondo in your slumber. At first he tenses up feeling you go limp at his side, but looking down to see such a peaceful and angelic look on your face instantly makes him relax. He gingerly picks you up to carry you to bed, making sure to tuck you in tightly under the covers.

Just as Secondo is about to leave he feels you reach out to grab his hand. He assumed that maybe you were doing this subconsciously, but when he feels your grip tighten and he hears you mumble something under your breath he knows you want him to stay. “Okay mio angelo, I will stay.”

He quietly laughs as he crawls into the bed next to you, getting under the covers and pulling you close. “Mm.. thank you..” You mumble drearily as you cuddle into him, but Secondo doesn’t catch any of it as he is already fast asleep.

#the band ghost #ghost bc #ghost the band #papa emeritus #x y/n #x reader #x you fluff #papa secondo #secondo #papa 2 #writing #secondo emeritus #ghost secondo #secondo x reader

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ineffablesherlockpigeon · 8 months

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Okay so I'm watching Good Omens with Italian subtitles because I'm learning Italian, right ? So, in episode 1, Crowley calls Aziraphale "angel" as he normally does. BUT THE SUBTITLES DIDN'T JUST SAY ANGEL. THEY SAID "angelo mio"

"MY ANGEL."

I'm imploding.

the subtitles ship Aziraphale and Crowley.

#crowley good omens #good omens #aziraphale good omens #aaaaaaaaaa #ineffable fandom #they're in love your honor

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copiasghoulfriend · 1 year

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Per Aspera Ad Inferi

Here is a story that I am currently working on! It's really bad but I've been dying with these ideas ... and I'm going to produce a masterpiece. I will upload this first chapter to AO3 in the morning.. so Tumblr.. you get to see it first. PLEASE don't bully me -- it's bad. The Italian is based from the translator so I can't promise if anything is correct! PLEASE ENJOY! ❤️

TW: Mentions of Cheating, Bullying -- just please be cautious!

Chapter One:

Copia and Terzo’s favorite thing to do besides performing was watching how beautifully the Sisters sang during their class time. They both had their favorite sisters and it was blatantly obvious. They would constantly talk in Italian so no one else knew what they were talking about. The best thing about this freshman class of Sisters - they were all diverse and no one looked the same. One sister in particular was Ellie - she was shorter than the rest of the girls. She had multi-colored hair that was short and shaggy. Her appearance was quite beautiful with her larger features that both attracted the two men.

“Cardinale, che ne dici di quella sorella Ellie (Cardinal, how about that sister Ellie). Eh?” Terzo whispered into Copia’s ear with a smug look on his face.

“È davvero stupenda. La sua voce suona come un angelo. Una delle mie sorelle preferite. (She's very gorgeous. Her voice sounds like an angel. One of my favorite Sisters.)” Copia replied with a grin on his face.

“Un adorabile Ghoul mi ha detto che quando è arrivata per la prima volta ha avuto un'avventura con il nostro caro fratello. (One lovely Ghoul told me that when she first arrived that she had a fling with our dear brother).” Terzo replied leaning back in his chair.

“Terzo, non voglio sentir parlare della tua vita sessuale. Per favore, tienilo per te. (Terzo, I don't want to hear about your sex life. Please keep it to yourself.)” Copia replied, rolling his eyes.

“Cardinale, il nostro caro fratello ha avuto una storia con la sorella. Quando lei è arrivata era in un brutto momento e hanno subito legato. Lei ha tirato fuori il meglio di lui: era finalmente avvicinabile. Detto tra noi, la prego, cardinale, non lo ripeta. Secondo l'ha tradita durante il loro ultimo ciclo di tournée.Lo scoprì da un'altra sorella e non lo perdonò mai. Sono passati alcuni mesi e lui spera ancora che lei gli conceda un po' di tempo. Si assicura costantemente che lei stia bene e che si sia sistemata. Grazie ai nostri adorabili ghoul. Sembra adorabile, forse le piacerebbe uno di noi? Eh? Forse non è il tuo tipo, ma è sicuramente il mio. (Cardinal, our dear brother had a fling with the sister. When she arrived she was in a bad place and they instantly connected. She brought out the best in him - he was finally approachable. Between us, please cardinal, don't repeat this. Secondo cheated on her during their last tour cycle. She found out from another sister and she never forgave him. It's been a few months and he still hopes that she'll give him the time of day. He constantly makes sure that she's okay and settled. Thanks to our lovely ghouls. She seems lovely, maybe she would go for one of us? Eh? She may not be your type but she's definitely mine.)” Terzo whispered, eyeing Ellie hard.

Ellie made direct eye contact with Copia and a blush filled her cheeks before she looked away. Mary, who was very popular, was constantly bullying her and today was the last straw that Terzo or Copia could handle. They both heard Mary abuse Ellie and degraded her. She grabbed her backpack that was behind the stage and ran out of the room. Copia looked at Terzo sadly and sighed.

“Mary, what the fuck are you doing? Do you want to be…eh.. Kicked out of the program? You’re so damn close. Stop being rude to Sister Ellie.” Terzo spoke loudly as he stood up from his chair.

Terzo was usually never upset about Sisters beating each other up. It was strange he seemed really interested in her life story as well. Copia was confused about his change of actions. But, Copia decided that he would worry about that later and go check out Ellie.

Copia looked high and low for her but eventually found her out in the courtyard under a tree. She looked extra beautiful in the sunlight with the wind gently toying with her hair. He watched her for a bit before slowly approaching. When finally in her space, he cleared his throat to catch her attention.

“H-hello.. E-Ellie I came to.. Eh…. make sure you’re okay? Do you mind if I sit?” He said softly implying to sit next to her.

“Of course, Cardinal. I’m okay, not doing great but thank you for checking on me. It means alot. But, confused on why I was the subject between you and Terzo?” She replied sitting up straight.

“You… u-understood our conversation? Oh goodness, I’m sorry! I didn’t know you …” He stuttered quickly.

“Secondo was teaching me until that happened. So, yes I understood every single word.” She replied with a sad tone.

Her attention was drifting towards the Emeritus balcony. Secondo was up there with a Sister. Copia could see her expression change drastically. She frantically gathered her things and shot herself up.

“My apologies, Cardinal. Excuse me.” She said turning around quickly and disappearing back into the abbey.

He watched Secondo with the Sister for several minutes and studied their body language. The face of the sister was what shocked him the most. Whatever he felt at this point had to be buried because fighting Secondo was not an option, at least for Copia. The pair were kissing each other and that’s when Copia decided he had enough. He took a single deep breath and got himself off the ground. His mind raced as he walked helplessly down the halls in the abbey. Copia accidentally ended up at the doorstep of Secondo. His leathered fist was about to knock on the door when it suddenly opened. A small sister came rushing out with tears down her cheeks and bite marks on her neck.

“Excuse me, Mary.” Copia said, moving out of the way and catching Secondo’s gaze.

“Entra, cardinale. Ho la sensazione che parleremo di una certa Sorella. (Come on in, Cardinal. I have a feeling we're going to talk about a certain Sister.).” He harshly said, turning around to gaze out the giant window facing the courtyard.

“Non voglio invadere la tua privacy... ma perché l'hai tradita? Perché dovresti fare qualcosa di così... peccaminoso? (I don't want to invade your privacy.. but why did you cheat on her? Why would you do something so... sinful?)” Copia replied, closing the door with some force.

“Cardinale, non mi aspetto che tu capisca. Alla fine sarebbe successo. Ma non volevo che accadesse così in fretta. Che tu ci creda o no, l'amavo. Sì, eravamo fottuti amici. Ma .. questo vecchio ha coltivato sentimenti. Non si adatta bene qui come speravo. Che Suor Mary otterrà ciò che le spetta. Ellie, oh mia cara Ellie... spero che si innamori di te o di Terzo. (Cardinal, I don't expect you to understand. It was going to happen eventually. But, I didn't mean for it to happen so quickly. Believe it or not, I loved her. Yes, we were fuck buddies. But.. this old man grew feelings. She doesn't fit as well here as I hoped. That Sister Mary will get what's coming for her soon. Ellie, oh my dear Ellie... I hope she falls in love with yourself or Terzo.)” He spoke with a monotone still facing the window. “Adesso, per favore, vattene dai miei alloggi. Dì al mio stupido fratello di comportarsi bene con lei. (Now, please get the fuck out of my quarters. Tell my dumb brother to behave with her).

Copia did as he was told and closed the door slowly behind him. He took multiple deep breaths and let everything he found out sink in. The dinner bell had started ringing and he made his way to the dining hall slowly. The hall was already full with sisters and brothers with the emeritus family at the head of the room. He nodded to the sisters as he approached the long table with Primo and Terzo filling their glasses with wine. Copia had a spot next to Terzo on the end and watched all the sisters mingle with each other.

“Where’s…Ellie? Have you seen her?” Terzo asked while slowly scanning the room.

“I haven’t seen her since she ran off earlier. Secondo was being…eh…chatty with Mary on that balcony of his.” Copia replied, fixing the napkin on his lap.

The hall doors opened slowly and Ellie walked in awkwardly looking around with swollen eyes. She headed for the food trays but my eyes shot across the room to where Mary stood up with her gang of Bullies. Copia swallowed hard because he knew something was about to happen. Mary and Ellie slowly approached each other and I slowly looked at Terzo. They couldn’t hear what was being said but the loud bang of the food tray caught both of their attention. Terzo stood up immediately and saw Ellie on the ground as she wore her dinner. Mary and her friends walked away laughing and caused an uproar in the hall. The laughs echoed off the tall walls and flooring. Copia and Terzo both caught Ellie’s eyes as she slowly wiped tears and food from her face.

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allmyfandombrainrot · 2 years

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I've gotten a few people asking me to translate Five's conversation in Italian with Dolores (@fantasticwolfpenguin @lilapittsownsme @shadowisbored) so here it is :)

Five: Dolores?

Dolores: Five my love, I've missed you. So much. (Cinque mio amor, mi sei mancato. Così tanto.)

Five: I've missed you too, my angel. More than you could imagine. Come to me... (Mi sei mancata anche tu, angelo mio. Più di quanto di possa immaginare. Vieni da me...)

#So sorry for the late answer! I've been busy with exams #And i figured someone else had to had done it by now but i got another request today so #This is all they said!#five hargreeves #Dolores #the umberella academy #The umbrella academy season 3 #Fun fact! Dolores is not an italian name. it's Spanish. lmao @Netflix what the fuck #Five x dolores

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thelastunicornflipouts · 10 months

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Since I feel too much of a lazy bum today, I am creating a SchmendrickXMolly playlist (under the excuse that then I will have music I can listen to while I study and write the book reviews I must write before the deadline crashes on me).

Somewhere Only We Know – Keane

L’Apprendista Stregone (The Sorcerer Apprentice) – Angelo Branduardi

Sometimes You Can’t Make It On Your Own – U2

Do It Again – Stroke 9 (because they also need some profane love)

Downtown Lights – Annie Lennox version

All The Small Things - blink-182

There Is A Light That Never Goes Out – The Smiths

Fix You – Coldplay

If It Be Your Will – Leonard Cohen

The Book of Love – Peter Gabriel

Il Tuo Culo E Il Tuo Cuore (Your Ass And Your Heart) – Roberto Vecchioni (because Schmendrick is all about singing a love song for Molly while complimenting her booty... the song is much more poetic than the title suggests, I promise)

Just Like Heaven – The Cure

The Wolf Is Getting Married – Sinead O’Connor

Original Of The Species – U2

She Is – The Fray

Abbracciala, Abbracciali, Abbracciati (Hug Her, Hug Them, Hug Yourself) – Lucio Battisti

Angel’s Song – Debbie Harry

We All Go Back To Where We Belong – R.E.M.

Do You Realize?? – The Flaming Lips

Gong – Sigur Ros

Il Mio Canto Libero (My Song of Freeedom) – Lucio Battisti

#The Last Unicorn #TLU #schmendrick #molly grue #schmolly #schmolly playlist #tried to avoid songs too corny for them #a few are in italian #I can provide a translation #I am feeling too lazy today

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sayitaliano · 9 months

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ALLA FIERA DELL'EST | ANGELO BRANDUARDI

Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò At the East Fair for two money, a little mouse my father bought Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò At the East Fair for two money, a little mouse my father bought E venne il gatto, che si mangiò il topo, che al mercato mio padre comprò And came the cat, that ate the mouse, that at the fair my father bought E venne il gatto, che si mangiò il topo, che al mercato mio padre comprò And came the cat, that ate the mouse, that at the fair my father bought Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò At the East Fair for two money, a little mouse my father bought E venne il cane, che morse il gatto, che si mangiò il topo And came the dog, who bit the cat, that ate the mouse, Che al mercato mio padre comprò that at the fair my father bought

Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò At the East Fair for two money, a little mouse my father bought E venne il bastone, che picchiò il cane, che morse il gatto And came the cane, that hit the dog, that bit the cat, Che si mangiò il topo, che al mercato mio padre comprò that ate the mouse, that at the fair my father bought

Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò At the East Fair for two money, a little mouse my father bought E venne il fuoco, che bruciò il bastone, che picchiò il cane And came the fire that burnt the cane, that hit the dog, Che morse il gatto, che si mangiò il topo che al mercato mio padre comprò that bit the cat, that ate the mouse, that at the fair my father bought

Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò At the East Fair for two money, a little mouse my father bought

E venne l'acqua, che spense il fuoco, che bruciò il bastone, che picchiò il cane And came the water, that put out the fire, that burnt the cane, that hit the dog, Che morse il gatto, che si mangiò il topo che al mercato mio padre comprò that bit the cat, that ate the mouse, that at the fair my father bought

Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò At the East Fair for two money, a little mouse my father bought E venne il toro, che bevve l'acqua, che spense il fuoco And came the bull, that drank the water, that put out the fire, Che bruciò il bastone, che picchiò il cane that burnt the fire, that hit the dog Che morse il gatto, che si mangiò il topo, che al mercato mio padre comprò that bit the cat, that ate the mouse, that at the fair my father bought

Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò At the East Fair for two money, a little mouse my father bought E venne il macellaio, che uccise il toro, che bevve l'acqua And came the butcher, that killed the bull, that drank the water, Che spense il fuoco, che bruciò il bastone, che picchiò il cane that put out the fire, that burnt the cane, that hit the dog Che morse il gatto, che si mangiò il topo, che al mercato mio padre comprò that bit the cat, that ate the mouse, that at the fair my father bought

E l'angelo della morte, sul macellaio, che uccise il toro, che bevve l'acqua And the death's angel, on the butcher, that killed the bull, that drank the water Che spense il fuoco, che bruciò il bastone, che picchiò il cane that put out the fire, that burnt the cane, that hit the dog Che morse il gatto, che si mangiò il topo che al mercato mio padre comprò that bit the cat, that ate the mouse, that at the fair my father bought

Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò At the East Fair for two money, a little mouse my father bought E infine il Signore, sull'angelo della morte, sul macellaio And lastly God, on the death's angel, on the butcher Che uccise il toro, che bevve l'acqua, che spense il fuoco that killed the bull, that drank the water, that put out the fire, Che bruciò il bastone, che picchiò il cane, che morse il gatto that burnt the cane, that hit the dog, that bit the cat Che si mangiò il topo che al mercato mio padre comprò that ate the mouse that at the fair my father bought

E infine il Signore, sull'angelo della morte, sul macellaio And lastly God, on the death's angel, on the butcher Che uccise il toro, che bevve l'acqua, che spense il fuoco that killed the bull, that drank the water, that put out the fire, Che bruciò il bastone, che picchiò il cane, che morse il gatto that burnt the cane, that hit the dog, that bit the cat Che si mangiò il topo che al mercato mio padre comprò that ate the mouse that at the fair my father bought Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò At the East Fair for two money, a little mouse my father bought

--- such a famous and amazing Italian song, used as a nursery rhyme, good to learn Italian, probably based on the ebraic alu caprè sang on Pesach's dinner. So many meanings and accurate job both in words' and music's choice (based on medieval genre). I personally knew most of it, until the butcher's part: the last two stanzas got lost in my mind :)

#it #italian #music #langblr #italian language #languages #italiano #italian langblr #musica italiana #lingua italiana #italianblr #language learning #musica #tw death mention #Youtube

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michellenero · 2 years

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Bucci gang social media headcannons and how they post you! (Excluding Fugo and Giorno)

A/N this is my very first fic so please be gentle. Any advice is welcome! I excluded Giorno and Fugo because I don't know much about them but I will try to do my research! Please enjoy!

[CW: one or two curse words, fluff] Cut for length.

Bruno Bucciarati

Dear god.

This man has every social media under the MOON. With a pretty big following too.

Only uses Instagram though

His username is literally just his first and last name because he thinks it’s more practical. (BucciaratiB)

For posts of himself they’re strictly neck down, aesthetic outfit posts with no caption.

Now, if he’s posting you everyone on earth is gonna know just how lovesick he really is.

Mans will post a MINIMUM of 3 pictures of you, smiling so pretty at the camera. (most of the time)

His captions for you consist of italian pet names il mio bellissimo angelo (my beautiful angel)

Will occasionally post you on his story but isn’t fond of it because he likes to look back at his page and admire you.

Leone Abbacchio

Hates social media, says it rOtS yOuR BrAiN (he never shuts up about it)

Has an instagram only because you threatened to take his lipstick away.

His username is just his last name because he CLAIMS he “didn’t have time for that bullshit” but we all know its because he just isn’t creative (AbbacchioLeo)

He REFUSES to post any pictures of himself unless you’re in it and even then he's very reluctant

Mainly posts candid pictures of you, maybe you’re sleeping, sitting beside him watching a movie, or looking off somewhere else. He’ll snap a picture of you any time he thinks you look beautiful even if you think you’re in gremlin mode.

He has very simple captions such as a black heart emoji or a quick “:)”

If he's really deep in his feelings he’ll post a picture of you all dolled up with mio piccolo raggio di sole (my little sunshine) because let's be honest you are the light of his life.

His social media page is BARE okay? He mostly posts you on his story but he has two or three actual posts on his account that he absolutely adores

BONUS

He blocked Mista because he wouldn’t stop commenting heart eyes under his posts of you.

Guido Mista

Holy hell, reader.

Be prepared because you will be plastered all over every social media platform known to man. Mans has instagram, snapchat, twitter, any and everything you can think of.

He prefers to post (and communicate with you) through snapchat.

His username is stupid, but predictable. (Italysnumber1gunslinger)

Can and will spam his story with you any chance he gets.

They’re usually selfies you’ve sent to him and already approve of but sometimes he’ll catch you off guard with a mouth full of pasta and you have to be reminded of it for the next 24 hours.

He rarely captions his posts since there's so many of them so frequently but sometimes he’ll hit you with a bella ragazza (pretty girl) and make you melt.

If you think you’re safe from his other social media, think again.

You’re this man’s profile picture, your anniversary is in his bio, and his only posts are you (on his main at least, beware he does have a shitpost instagram account)

Narancia Ghirga

He only has snapchat, he claims any other social media is for “boomers” (like okay nara spell the word boomer.)

He didn’t know you couldn’t change your username after you’ve submitted it so he panicked when he realized he was stuck with (anklebiter420)

Makes sure he posts you at least once a day

They’re always selfies of you two, whether you realize he's taking the picture or not…

You could be asleep with drool all over your pillow or brushing your teeth with toothpaste hanging down your chin and he’ll still post it just to mess with you.

Nine times out of ten though, they’re really good pictures. Like…REALLY good. Nobody knows how he takes such good selfies. Not even him.

His captions are either two red heart emojis or something teasing like il mio più grande fan (my biggest fan)

#leone abbacchio #bruno buccerati #guido mista #narancia ghirga #jjba #jjba headcanons #jojo vento aureo #jojos bizarre adventure #vento aureo

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