#moonbeams

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[l00kingatthem00n]

THE MAFI REQUEST IS SO FIRE the underlings would probably try to put the reader and mafi in some crazy ass situations in order to get him to confess 😭😭 theyd probably lock them in a closet together or some shit and when he gets out he yells at them like “what are we in high school.”

dude, DUDE YOU GET ME SO MUCH ANON😭‼️‼️‼️

while they like to squabble with each other, they're ultimately loyal to their boss and want the best for him after what he's done for them! and if that means they have to set up the most elaborate plans to even give him the possibility to confess to you, much to mafioso' chagrin, then so be it.

they try to have this SHIT down! they try and note all your preferences and interests, but outside of mafia matters i like to think they're just comically clumsy with this process- considering some personal headcanons, especially with love in general too. resulting to them doing the most outrageous shit to try and pry a confession from mafioso sealed lips.

AGAIN, I AGREE WITH YOU. they probably would just lock him in a closet with you and pray that he just randomly confesses. maybe just make sure the two of you cross paths at some point in the day while you're working. maybe they also try and set up "group outings," where you guys go to bars or restaurants, only for them to all ditch so the two of you can try to have a date.

however, mafioso is so stubborn about not wanting to compromise his relationship with you that his underlings are the ones who are losing it. but when he does confess? HELL, even YOU confess? THEY'RE SOMEHOW MORE EXCITED AND HAPPY THAN YOU GUYS BECAUSE YES!!! THEIR HARDWORK PAID OFF!!!!!! EVEN IF IT WAS THE MOST RIDICULOUS SHIT EVER.

[chanstopher]

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Amy Lowell, from A dome of many-coloured glass; “Before the Altar”

[Text ID: “Upon the wings / Of shimmering moonbeams / I pack my poet’s dreams / For you.”]

[preraphaelitepaintings]

Moonbeams Dipping into the Sea

Artist: Evelyn De Morgan (English, 1855-1919)

Date: 1918

Medium: Oil on canvas

Collection: National Trust Collections, London, United Kingdom

Description

Three naked female figures, descending to the sea against a blue cloud-flecked twilight sky in a golden light represent moonbeams shining on the water from the crescent moon above. Another larger and more finished version and a study of one of the heads is in the De Morgan Foundation, London.

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Moonbeams pouring out of the clouds

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"Suddenly: the word most used by Dostoevsky. Somebody told me that. Some Dostoevsky expert. Suddenly. As though any kind of action could be drawn into words: Suddenly music. Suddenly turning. Suddenly silent. Suddenly. As though I never saw the process. Everyone in the old house is sick but me. Silence, except for the snoring, coughing, and occasional trips to the bathroom. Snow everywhere through the windows. You can't look out without seeing it. Suddenly winter. Frozen rivers. Bitter cold. Barren trees. Small silver plane etched out against a chalk, still sky. Suddenly, completely alone."

- Sam Shepard Day Out of Days

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