#centesimi

[caffeacolazione]

Roma - Porta Maggiore>Manzoni a/r 7/9

percorsi 7/9 l'impilatore di ramini

parcours 7/9 le collectionneur de centimes

walk 7/9 penny collector

[dollhousemuses-a]

@centesimi​ said ;; “Are we really doing this? Are we really slow-dancing?”

answered ;; soft sentence starters ♡

          He holds her close, one hand on the small of her back, and the other holding her own hand aloft in his. His face is a bit solemn as she asks but he manages to bring one of his usual grins to his face as he replies. 

                    “ I don’t know, are we? ” He returns the question since it is quite clear that thy are, in fact, slow dancing. He pulls her a little closer, holds her a little tighter, afraid she might disappear from his grasp once more if he relents. 

[scroogemcdork]

@centesimi​ // sc.

❝ Speak o’ the headache, she appears, ❞ he remarks idly, whirling around as he flexes his free hand with a casual, malicious smile on his beak. ❝ Have ye ever considered takin’ a holiday? Y’look tired, De Spell. ❞

[sympathy-for-thedamned]

@centesimi​ Thirty years of planning, and it all was for naught.  All of his patience, his execution and careful destruction of the family who metaphorically spit in his face crumbled like a foundation made of salt.   All of his hubris... The weight he’d been carrying, the sum of his trauma had crushed him again, bringing him to his knees in defeat.  The spirit of adventure once again gripped him by the throat and held fast, reminding him of all he’d faced in the past. “I’m not a villain!” Flashbacks of the quality of his voice, the tone of disparity and pleading for pathos to those he once considered assets, ringing through his ears in shame and dread. And that retort...

“You sure aren’t.” 

As much of an iceberg as he was, it managed to cut deep in the weakened crack of his heart and shatter his façade effortlessly.  Now, he sat on his knees in shame, staring at the pitch material of her dress and looking to his own hands in confusion. Wasn’t he turned into a common vulture? It wasn’t as if he was going to argue with the reversal of such a fate.  If anything, he found himself dumbfounded that he returned to his original form.

“What...What’s going on here?”

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[dollhousemuses-a]

@centesimi​​ said ;; sure okay that one heart eyes meme but for huey

send me   ‘ hearteyes ‘   for my muse to — without giving away names — describe someone they have a serious crush on ;; accepting

         “ They’re my favourite person in the world. Whenever they’re around, I’m just- I’m so happy. Even if they don’t like me back, I just like spending time with them and being around them, and getting to talk to them and having them as a part of my life. They’re brave, and kind, and funny, they’re so funny, and they’re so smart! And they don’t even know it! They... they genuinely believe that they’re unintelligent when I honestly think they’re one of the smartest people I know, and it just blows my mind every time it comes up because they’re just... amazing... and they don’t see themselves the same way I see them. ”

[falsementor]

@centesimi​ said: ooga booga

[tunnagan]

“Buddy, you are a waste of magic.” 

@centesimi​

“Not all of us can be shadow sorcerers of immeasurable power.” There’s a cold, heavy stone of terror in his gut that Gyro’s not sure has managed to stay out of his voice. He’d rather be as far away from Magica de Spell as he could be. But that didn’t seem to be in the cards at the moment.