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I'm at my very conservative very catholic grandparents house, we're watching a Germans TV show. What they don't know: M氓neskin is going to be in said TV show later this evening.
Am I looking forward to sseing their faces when they sing and when I tell them how obsessed I am with M氓neskin music after that? Yes. Yes, absolutely.
* evil laughter*
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Loved this. So much.
Helloooooo, I saw you do requests and I've got a thought but I feel to dumb to write it myself. How about a HC whith M氓neskin comforting their s/o whith bad period cramps?
If you feel uncomfortable writing this, it's no problem at all, just ignore it if it's the case. 馃檲
Hey! Thank you for the request 馃グ
Hello there fellow german
This is honestly a really good idea and I've tried to do my best. Let me know if it's to your liking please!
Warnings: mentions of Periods / blood and all things that come with it
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Maneskin comforting their s/o with Bad Period cramps
Damiano David

100% respects you and what youre going through
Thinks youre badass when You (have to) do Daily things like work or even move in general
He would take so good care of You
Reading every need right from you eyes
Makes sure youre hydrated
I see him cooking for You "NO You cant cook in this state, take a nap and let me help You"
He would definately watch your fav movie and cry with you about baby animals
Victoria de Angelis

Understands the most what youre going through (given she experiences similar things
She would probably Match cycles with you
So everyone knows not to bother you two while on Period
Being grumpy together
Maybe some fighting here and there followed by tears
EMOTIONS
Taking care of each other
Chili is practically getting bald that week from all the pets and cuddles
Thomas Raggi

Runs to the Shop if you need something
Not embarassed
He probably would try to take care of You but Fail big time accidentaly
Like putting a heating pad in the microwave (so far so good)
Wanting to be a Gentleman and putting it where You need it
And Burning you in the process because it's boiling hot
Youre convinced that He can read your mind
Is there to cuddle and Serve as human punching bag (ofc you wont hit him Hard but You get the idea)
Cracks the stupidest jokes to make you laugh
Ethan Torchio

He's mature enough to not be ashamed/disgusted
Still would feel a bit uncomfortable talking about it
Clueless bean
Doing everything you tell him to because He wants to help
Eventually cries because He hates to see You suffer and He cant help
Going to the store and buying EVERYTHING you desire to cheer you up
Always comes running with some pain meds as soon as You have a cramp
While cuddling He would drum his fingers softly somewhere and You Start to cry
MY BOI IS SO TALENTEDDDDD
He would be confused but keeps going
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Payback
Pairing: Damiano x Reader
Word count: 1154
Warnings: there's no smut but I'd probably rate it as mature
Summary: a very fluffy shower fic where Damiano washes the reader's hair. Effectively just fluff without plot :)
I should also mention that the reader in this fic enjoys cold showers which I know a lot of you probably won't relate to so I'm sorry, but I had to! As someone who loves taking cold showers I just couldn't resist!

You lit some vanilla scented candles and turned off the lights, dimly illuminating the bathroom with a warm, dark, flickery glow. After a stressful day, a hot shower was exactly what you needed as you waited for Damiano to come home.
You got undressed slowly, enjoying the languor and tranquility that the constantly brightening and fading candlelight cast about the room. As you stepped into the shower the tension in your body immediately eased. The water pounded over your back, working away at the knots and tightness in your muscles before swirling in mesmerising spirals down the drain. In the thick, shadowy vanilla-light the water appeared golden, streaming slowly around you like syrup.
You closed your eyes, letting the warmth cling to your skin, feeling it spread all the way through you.
You ran a hand through your hair and tilted your head back so the water fell onto your face. A gentle roaring filled your ears and blocked out all other noise, consuming you completely for a second. Your mind fell into an almost meditative state, fully focused on the sound of the water.
When you opened your eyes again steam was rising around you in thousands of clear golden droplets, ascending up to the ceiling like mist in the sun.
It was so peaceful.
You reached over for the shampoo bottle next you, water flowing down your arm in wavy lines. You were about to squeeze some into your hand when suddenly-
"BOO!!!"
You screamed, dropping the shampoo bottle and nearly hitting your head on the wall of the shower as you jumped up in surprise.
A very guilty face peeped through the shower curtain.
"What the FUCK, Damiano?!" you yelled.
"Shit, amore, I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" Damiano asked, his eyes glazing over with concern.
"Yes I'm fine Damiano, thanks." you said, rolling your eyes as you picked up the shampoo bottle. You really were okay, just slightly caught off guard. "Why did you do that?"
"Sorry y/n, I didn't expect you to react like that." Damiano replied.
Having regained your composure you began to laugh, admittedly being able to find it funny after you'd realised you weren't about to die.
But Damiano didn't laugh with you, instead scanning your body to make sure you weren't hurt. He looked even more traumatised than you did.
"Are you sure you're okay, amore?"
You looked him in the eyes. "I'm fine, Damiano, honestly." you said sincerely.
"I will get you back though." you grinned.
You stepped backwards, allowing Damiano to get into the shower with you. He immediately pulled you close to him, rubbing his hand up and down your back in a soothing motion. "I've already told you I'm fine, Damiano!" you laughed. Sometimes his overprotectiveness amused you, but you were incredibly grateful for how safe and loved he always made you feel.
He still didn't look convinced, but stepped back anyway and held out his hand.
"Pass me the shampoo bottle, amore."
He poured out a good amount of shampoo and put the bottle back down, using his other hand to gently guide you around in a semicircle so you had your back to him.
You noticed the water droplets that had condensed on the side of the shower twinkled warmly in the light.
Damiano placed a soft kiss on the back of your neck before beginning. His fingers worked their way roughly but gently through your hair, massaging your scalp as he coated it with coconut-scented shampoo.
The smell of the shampoo mingled wonderfully with the vanilla, filling the room with a rich, sweet fragrance.
Damiano's hands were strong and efficient, tickling your skin slightly as they moved down your head.
You giggled, leaning back into the warm curve of his body. The water sluiced in intricate patterns around the indent where your bodies met.
Damiano's lips collided softly with the base of your neck again and you could feel him smiling. He nudged you forwards by gently pushing his chest into your back, moving your head into the path of the water.
The shampoo melted out of your hair and into the drain. You'd always loved the feeling of shampoo being rinsed from your hair - it felt so smooth and calming.
Damiano hummed, turning you back around to face him. He stared into your eyes with a hungry, loving expression.
You slipped a hand around his waist and kissed him, overwhelmed with desire. His lips were warm and soft and slightly swollen from the heat.
Your kisses flowed like the water - flowed with the water - hot and slippery and full of silent compliments.
You lifted your hand and smoothed the wet hair out of his face, lightly pulling on it as you traced your tongue over his bottom lip.
He purred with pleasure.
Slowly you pulled back from the kiss and gave Damiano an affectionate smile, holding his gaze as you blindly reached your hand behind your back, searching for the shower knob. Your fingers grappled with the air for a few seconds before they found it.
Still staring adoringly into your boyfriend's eyes, you stifled the laughter that was already growing inside you and then quickly turned the temperature down to freezing.
Damiano yelped and leapt out of the shower while you bent over laughing. Your liking for cold showers had always confused him, and he'd never agreed to get in the shower with you when the water was freezing, much to your annoyance.
His eyes had regained their hurt puppy look, but this time he couldn't help but laugh a little too.
"I have to admit I deserved that." he grinned.
"Hell yes you deserved that!" you grinned back.
You stayed under the cold water for a few more minutes before you got out, and Damiano immediately enveloped you in a huge warm towel, wrapping his arms around you at the same time.
"Aren't you cold, amore?"
"No, not really." you replied, feeling your insides flutter again at his overprotectiveness. He hugged you tighter anyway.
You sighed contentedly as he dried you off, and then you took the towel off him and did the same.
You both put some clothes back on and snuggled up on the sofa. Damiano purred with delight when you came and sat on his lap, and smirked when you buried your face in the crook of his neck and grabbed his hand needily. "Are you sleepy, y/n?" he chuckled.
"Mhmm." you mumbled drowsily.
He nuzzled you, and pressed a small kiss into the back of your hand before wrapping his arms tightly around you and carrying you up to bed.
You pulled him on top of you, and then decided it wasn't comfy and rolled him over next to you. He laughed and tugged you closer to him, his arms forming a protective barrier around you.
"Goodnight, amore." he whispered.
"Goodnight." you whispered, already half asleep. You loved him so much.
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I just want to thank everyone who liked/reblogged/commented on my last fic - you all made me so happy
I hope you enjoyed this one just as much! If you reblog or comment on this you will make my day 馃グ
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Well, mine is the colosseum.... I don't think that will work.
You鈥檙e married to your phone background/lockscreen how fucked are you
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To anybody with m氓neskin merch:
Do you guys know if I can throw the white shopper in the washing machine?
My mom spilled garlic sauce all over mine and I don't know if I can just throw it in the machine or if the colours will bleed....
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I've just seen that M氓neskin will be going live in tiktok tomorrow at 5 pm. I can't watch that. There's no way I'm home by then.
God, I hope someone records it so I can watch afterwards.
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I've just seen that M氓neskin will be going live in tiktok tomorrow at 5 pm. I can't watch that. There's no way I'm home by then.
God, I hope someone records it so I can watch afterwards.
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I've found it!
Okay, so maybe someone here can help me.
I'm looking for a harry potter story. It's about draco as a healer and harry as a patient. Harry donates his magic for a child, even though he is almost out of magic himself. After the donation he almost dies and draco has to donate some of his magic to save him.
Anyone have an idea how I could find it?
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