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25 aprile 1945, Liberazione dāItalia dal nazifascismo
Viva l'Italia libera.
@tlounetworkĀ |Ā THE LAST OF US WEEK 2023 day 1: favorite scene
Terapeuta: l'Omino Blanco non esiste e non può farti del male.
L'Omino Blanco:
2.06 | 2.08 + #something something about how inej is moving towards him in 2.06 vs how inej is moving away from him in 2.08
Vorrei morire? Vorrei morire.
āDanielle was in my apartment and told me about a party she was planning where everyone in the cast has to dress up like someone else in the cast. Naturally, she gave me Amita and for the next few days I scrambled to find a way to make that work. A very serious conversation with Freddy comes to mind where he generously offered style advice and thanked God he had gotten Kit. A couple days later, I showed up to Danielleās apartment only to realize everyone had actually dressed up as me. It was obviously surprising and ridiculous and hilarious, but also it came at a time where I desperately needed something like this. Danielle set up a whole party themed around me because sheās an angel, and all the cast was there and giving love. Itās difficult to put into words what that meant to me at the time, but it was everything.ā
āI canāt always make you happy but you donāt have to be sad on your own.ā - Daniel Saint.
it's been ONE week, we've all had fun calling them twinks and whatnot but can you all weird fangirls taking it too far remember that mahmood is 29 and blanco is 18???? he's literally barely legal. it's creepy to ship real people in the first place but remember blanco is a teenager ffs.
@streghe age of consent in Italy is 14 years. It's not "barely legal", it's "perfectly legal".
Now wipe your tears.
@antibioware @frocio ok, adesso ripetetelo senza lacrimare
@antibioware @frocio bravi bambini, adesso tornate a farvi le seghe a vicenda sennò papà si incazza e vi dà una ripassata a quel culetto
"Le Vibrazioni"
Frank: Can I be frank?
Billy: you already are, you silly boy.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Whumptober 2021, day 19
Title: Oh, the things I do for love
Prompt: Stabbing
Summary: Eskel has never, ever broken a sweat while playing cards. He stares at his sorry hand, his classic deck a little bit too classic for a game with a card shark, but heās got no other option, he must play, for thereās a great deal at stake and ā well. Heās not here on his own behalf, after all. āSo, witcher. Gonna pass your turn or what?ā Eskel draws in a sharp breath, the air in the shady gambling hall stale and filled with the acrid scent of tallow coming from the half-burnt candles looked after by an elven maiden thatās a little too undressed for the rigid temperatures of Novigrad during early spring. But, like many others, she mustnāt be here on her own volition too. āNo.ā He plays a relatively rare card. His opponent smirks. Again, Eskel wonders why on earth as he deliberately put himself in such a situation, but the answer is so painfully simple he would slap himself for the big, sentimental goof he is. Geralt.
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
New Geskel fic after mooonths of silence! Written for WHUMPTOBER2021, day 6.
Title: Reacquainting
Prompt: Touch-Starved
Summary: After a very, very shitty year on the Path, it takes a little more coaxing than the usual to get Eskel to open up again, to find his way back from the disarrayed state he's in. Luckily enough, Geralt can be a very patient man when he wants to.
All witchers have a great deal in common, but with Eskel and Geralt, the similarities are particularly striking. They first met as two boys of the same age swinging wooden swords at Kaer Morhen. They then went though an ordeal together: the first round of selections, the murderous Changes, the Trial of the Grasses, and training on the Gauntlet - the witchers daunting obstacle course. They also received hidings together for more than one act of childish delinquency. When they became adults, they walked the Path separately, but still reconvened at Kaer Morhen nearly every winter to wait out the cold, drink to their successes and remember fallen comrades.
Though Eskel never gained Geraltās renown, he equaled the White Wolf in experience and carried out his contracts with care and efficiency. Death had almost taken him many times during his hunts, yet in an ironic twist the hideous scar on his face came not from a monster claw but from the blade of Deidre Ademeyn, his highly unpredictable Unexpected Child.
Eskel: What is Jaskier to you?
Geralt: He's the reason I get up each morning.
Eskel [sighing wistfully]: That is beautiful.
Geralt: No it's not.
[Earlier that morning, as dawn broke]
Jaskier: Geralt! Geralt! Wake up! There's an ant in your hair and I think I have the perfect tune for it! Listen!
i doodled a thing
Eskel: Lambert, get off the internet...
Lambert: NO, IM ALMOST E N J O Y I N G MY ANGER
a spring contract (of sorts)
Belleteyn celebrations