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dilfgifs · 9 months
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JUDE LAW as LENNY BELARDO/PIUS XIII The New Pope S01E08
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zanephillips · 1 year
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JUDE LAW in The New Pope 1.07 
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glittangrease · 10 months
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the new pope ✝️
good time girl - sofi tukker
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k-wame · 8 months
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Maurizio Lombardi as Cardinal Mario Assente 2020 · The New Pope · dir. Paolo Sorrentino · S01.E04
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goldnnavy · 10 months
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I forgot how aesthetically pleasing The Young Pope/The New Pope is. Like Hannibal with less blood/cannibalism and more religious trauma.
Also you get to see Jude Law's bare ass within the first 5 minutes of episode 1. If that's any incentive to watch.
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galactic-academia · 4 months
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The Young Pope Masterlist
All my work is 18+, so minors, please, pass your way; thank you.
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Lenny Belardo x F!Reader
Finding God [M, Language, implied sexy times, implied nudity, sass, cigaret smoking (both Lenny and Reader)]
Divine Wrath [M, Implied sexy times, implied nudity, sass, creepy behavior, jealousy, religious guilt]
Love One Another (As I Have Loved You) [M, language, sexy times drowned into metaphors, angst, unrequited (?) love, Chrismas mass, Reader smokes cigaret and has hair long enough to get pulled; TW: rejection, loneliness]
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ismailovatwins · 1 month
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« Growth is the only evidence of life. – John Henry Newman » said THE NEW POPE
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authenticleviackerman · 3 months
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I don't know why, but everytime I watch a show where I start liking a certain character, it isn't because of their looks but because I think there's something in their personality that we share.
For example, I've always had a love hate relationship with Levi Ackerman from attack on titan. Some aspects of his personality and life match with mine a LOT.
Edward Scissorhands has a soft spot in my heart for having no hands and being absolutely terrified of people and everything around him.
Recently, me and my mom got into watching the new pope, and since seeing the character of John Brennox and how he suffers from depression made me go "he's me" without knowing anything else about him...well, seeing the way he talks, me and my mom can confirm that I was in fact, right.
Sometimes I wonder if you don't subconsciously parts of yourself in characters you are emotionally attached to.
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emtropi · 2 years
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xionthelostpuppet · 5 months
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ms-boogie-man · 4 months
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… make Catholicism scary again
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Some know what I speak of here… others need an explanation
Angie/Maddie🦇❥✝︎🇺🇸
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m0nst3rf3n · 3 months
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i cannot convey how devastating and beautiful these shows are please watch them
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scarywardrobe · 4 months
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nellarw95 · 5 months
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Happy Birthday John +70 🥳🎂🎈🎁🎉
Buon Compleanno 🥳🎂🎈🎁🎉
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proustianlesbian · 1 year
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if you like the young/new pope, i highly recommend ainsi soient-ils/the churchmen. it more serious and doesn’t follow much the vatican's affairs (until the last season) but concentrate on a group of young french seminarists and how they will become priests. the show talks about lots of different subjects linked to modern problems faced by the church (like for example, the 2013 french law allowing gay/lesbian mariage in france which was boted at the same time as seasons one and two). it’s in 3 seasons which you can find apparently on prime video or on different streaming/t*rrent sites.
EDIT : for french people, it's apparently on disney plus :)
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galactic-academia · 4 months
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Love One Another (As I Have Loved You)
Continuation to Finding God and Divine Wrath
Rating: M; minors, pass your way.
Category: F/M
Fandom: The Young Pope
Relationship: Lenny Belardo x F!Reader
Tags: language, sexy times drowned into metaphors, angst, unrequited (?) love, Chrismas mass, Reader smokes cigaret and has hair long enough to get pulled; TW: rejection, loneliness. Read as "The author chose not to warn for content, or Archive Warnings could apply, but the author has chosen not to specify them" on AO3. Don't hesitate to message me to get more informations if you want to read this story but don't feel like starting it without full warnings.
Words: 873
Notes: Set before Lenny became pope, but after he became Cardinal and the Archbishop of New York. Don't blame me, blame the Noots (don't, for I love my Noots).
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This is ridiculous.
You and Lenny… It has always been complicated. You’re both piggy-headed and have far too much pride for anything between the two of you being a bed of roses, even without considering his situation. But this outdoes all the shit you’ve come through.
There, on a Christmas day, you’re chain-smoking on your couch while glaring at your TV. Monseigneur Belardo is celebrating mass into St Patrick’s Cathedral before thousands of believers, since the whole affair is broadcasted on TV. And truly, this is ridiculous. 
He’s been babbling for almost an hour now, about love, and peace, and forgiveness and you would laugh your heart out if you weren’t so goddamn mad. Please, Lenny Belardo doesn’t know shit about peace and has never practiced forgiveness. As for love… He shouldn’t be authorized to even spell the fucking word.
The first time you fucked Lenny, long before he became the a Cardinal and the Archbishop of New York, it wasn’t about love. Transgression, yes; sacrilege, certainly; but “love” was never mentioned. But when he cupped your hips in his large, almost trembling hands to receive the bestowal of your body like he would hold the chalice with the wine become blood of Christ; when he came to your altar as often - in not more - as he went to Jesus’ one, maybe it didn’t need to be told? Maybe Lenny didn’t need words and labels to love you.
What a fool you have been.
When Lenny’s been called to a “higher destiny” than the one he had in your humble city, you followed him. No question asked. You left your job and you sold your house and you came to New-York, ready for a new life, and you weren’t afraid, for Lenny was with you. Should have been with you.
But you wouldn’t believe what a fucking cardinal has to do. Meetings, business trips, phone calls to one end of the world and then the other. Masses, benedictions, public appearances, preachings… Maybe he has some time to pray, while he’s brushing his teeth… 
He didn’t have time for you, and his secretary was beginning to be rude with you; when she hung up on you after one too many calls to his office, you lost it. You went to his place and cried for him until the security came and tried to make you leave and Lenny stopped them. For the first time in weeks, he finally was before you.
You weren’t prepared to get sermonized.
“This is my life, now”, he has said, “I’m a servant of God and I must honor Him”.
And it hurts you to think back about it now, the tears in your eyes and the tremor in your voice when you told him “I thought you loved me”. What a stupid thing to say in the first place…
“I only love God.”
Now, it seems laughable how, the closer to God he thinks to get, the more his heart desiccates. It didn’t make you laugh, then.
To see him spout all that nonsense in front of an adoring audience, it riles you up. You can feel it simmer low in your belly. Isn’t he pretty, that bastard, all in white; an albino peacock doing a cartwheel in front of its court. And that smile… You’ll never get tired of that smile. It calls troubles, fun troubles; a bratty behavior met with a few, powerful slaps and a punishing pace. You can almost still feel his hand pulling on your hair.
Fuck, you liked it when he lost control over himself and get a little rough with you. You suspect he came harder when he could see tears rolling down your cheeks.
As the choir ends and Lenny comes back to his pulpit, opening his arms and making his voice vibrate through the cathedral, you can’t help but rub your thighs together. It’s been too long. And why not, after all? Isn’t Christmas about love? It would be relevant, for once, giving yourself some love on Christmas day, yeah? So you drown out Lenny’s soliloquy - the man has always been his better audience, anyway - and let your fingers play another anthem; your eyes never leaving his angelic face.
You push yourself over the edge quickly, never better served than by yourself, yeah? Well… It’s efficient, at least. In a haze you see the assembly get up and turn to each other to shake hands, kiss on the cheeks - sometimes both - and Lenny stays there, petrified. Alone, standing high in a storm of people bending toward each other, let in peace to witness his fellow human beings show affection to one another. Just as he asked them to.
And, once again, you would laugh - if you couldn’t feel your heart shattering into your chest. He looks both so majestic and lonely in the center of that magnificent cathedral, surrounded by those ethereal lights. You miss him.
Not five minutes after the end of the Service, as you’re still breathing a little hard, your phone lights up and starts to vibrate. You shouldn’t pick up, not after the crap he dumped on you.
You shouldn’t pick it up.
You shouldn’t pick it up.
You shouldn’t pick it up.
You shoul-
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