{jonathan bailey, 34, cis man, he/him, trezza #3} do you believe the rumors about ALESSANDRO of HOUSE TREZZA? a recent portrait of them reminds me of JONATHAN BAILEY, because HE is so GENTLE AND PATIENT. however, whispers have been saying they’re actually OVERCAUTIOUS AND STUBBORN. maybe that’s why i think of WARM SMILE COUNTERED BY CAUTIOUS GAZE, LINGERING SCENT OF SMOKE, FINGERS TRACING VINE LEAVES.
( tws ; fire, injury, chronic pain, scars, body image. )
full name: alessandro gaspare trezza. nickname(s): sandro. title: lord trezza. birthday: 10th june. gender / pronouns: cis man & he / him. orientation: bisexual / biromantic. personality: empathetic, unforgiving, steadfast, distrustful. languages spoken: italian, spanish, french, english, latin. relationship status: betrothed, to sofia joshi — a love match. build: athletic. distinguishing traits: burn scars of varying severity, predominantly on his right side. most are hidden by everyday clothing, but some travel up his neck to his jaw and others to the back of his hand are visible. disability: visual impairment, no sight in right eye, has frequent blurred vision in the left. side: mezza.
second son of the illustrious trezza family, known for their expansive vineyard ownership. he was not poised to inherit them, being second youngest, but by the time he could walk and talk the patriarch had decided he'd set some of the land aside for alessandro. he was most keen to learn, taking a serious interest in the practical and business sides of his family's livelihood.
a very adoring big brother. the second his first younger sibling arrived, sandro knew he would devote his life to each and every one of them ( his older brother included, naturally, but he had a definite soft spot for the younger ). he would purposefully seek them out to play with, invite them along on whatever adventure he was planning for the day. they roamed vineyards and the wider countryside together for hours.
helped his father run the business, perform whatever task he asked and travel around northern italy to see how things were going. he'd also often spend time working the vineyards, learning from those who knew best what made something work and why.
that is not to say alessandro didn't spend a lot of time out enjoying himself. he was always a social creature, making friends seeming to be as easy as breathing and he was one to make friends with those of all status. the family like to joke he has friends everywhere, and they're not really wrong.
his life was essentially perfect, until it wasn't. the vineyards nearest their family home went up in flames one night. knowing all too well there would still be workers and their families about, without so much as a single thought, alessandro threw on the clothes he'd taken off hours before and sprinted head first into the flames.
he helped save a handful of people, a worker's child chief among them and though the personal cost of that would turn out to be great, sandro does not regret it. one moment he was turning back to double check everyone had indeed been pulled out of the burning wreck, the next the world went dark and did not brighten again until the next day.
excruciating pain didn't begin to cover it and he begged over and over again to lose consciousness again. his wish was granted a handful of times, but the pain remained. the damage was evident, almost the whole of his right side nearly unrecognisable and he quickly reported that the world was blurry, now and seemed... off. different.
he stayed in tuscany a little longer than the rest of the family, ushering them to settle ahead of him while the thought of moving further than his own room set his skin crawling. he followed shortly, though, realising that without his family he was sinking into melancholy.
the trezzas have been rebuilding their place in a new society and alessandro is still largely rebuilding himself. certainly now things aren't as bad as they seemed initially -- he is learning to cope with a new reality and returning to himself, hoping now to actually help his family rebuild.
he is mostly himself again, bubbly and warm as ever, but now with deep set insecurities and chronic pain that seem to have no end in sight.
it is unusual to find alessandro without his dog, enzo, a white italian spinone with brown markings.
wanted connections. pinterest.
penpal. sandro has friends everywhere! that includes in verona. this would've been someone he met on his travels to the city before, they became fast friends and when he returned to tuscany they kept in touch. now they're neighbours in the city. taken by alessio pelliterri.
new friends. alessandro is quieter than he used to be, less confident in putting himself out there, but he is still a social butterfly at heart and desperate to make new connections in a new place.
someone from either ( or one of each 👀 ) side trying to get the trezzas on side. maybe they haven't picked alessandro especially to try and get to see their side of things, but certainly a lot of their conversations end up on the topic.
a close friend / confidant. the person he is closest to in verona. he has been trying desperately not to burden his family and friends with his feelings, but there is something so comforting about this person that he's started to with them -- and of course offers the same back. everything pls !
