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18 (short) Drabbles Inspired By @cerasus--flores. Part Eight!
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You opened the apartment door, shutting it behind you with a sigh. It was too hot for college, you reasoned, basking in the air conditioning of your boyfriend’s penthouse. But when you looked down to take your shoes off, you were surprised to see rose petals lining the entrance way and into the hallway.
You quirked an eyebrow, dropping your bag and bending down to undo your shoes. You followed the path of roses to the kitchen. Cirino closed the oven before he turned towards you, flashing you a cheery smile. One that made you smile! It was always so infectious.
“Hello, gattino~” He purred, rounding the island to wrap his arms around you. The perpetual breeze around him in combination with the air conditioning made him the perfect person to hug during a hot day. You sighed into his chest as you hugged him back, enjoying the cold breeze. 
“Hey Ino! What’s all this?”
“Hm, I just thought I’d treat my lover.” Cirino picked you up, causing you to squeak as he held you groom style. Your cheeks warmed at his actions as he nuzzled his nose against yours. “Dinner will come later, sweetheart. First..” He exited the kitchen, carrying you down the hallway lined with more roses.
“You’re too much.”
But you loved it, of course you did. Cirino carried you into the bathroom, the room lit up with small blue candles, and a larger, nice smelling one. The bath was filled, pretty flower petals in the water. Not to mention a bath bomb on the bathroom ledge in the soap holder.
He really went all out.
The man set you down but you barely settled before his hands roamed down your sides, touch sensual and affectionate. “Ulterior motives, Mister Agosti?” You teased him, but you merely helped him remove your shirt from your body. The brunet leaned down, kissing your neck, lips warm against your now cooled skin.
“I can have multiple motives, gattino. Is there a problem?”
“Oh no problem at all~”
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plutoniumdecay · 6 months
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toug hou hermit girls pt 2 :3c (3/5)
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ill do fullarts for false n stress gimmie more minutes (^-^'' )
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brokehorrorfan · 2 years
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Chopping Mall's original motion picture soundtrack has been reissued on vinyl for the first time since its debut in 2014 via Waxwork Records. Composed by Chuck Cirino (The Return of Swamp Thing), the score is remastered from the original master tapes.
Priced at $32, the album is pressed on 180-gram neon pink and coke bottle green split colored vinyl with red splatter. It's housed in a gatefold jacket with film laminate gloss coating featuring artwork by We Buy Your Kids, liner notes by Cirino, and a 12x12 print.
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wonderwomanart · 7 months
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Wonder Woman by Cirino
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badmovieihave · 1 year
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Bad movie I have Giantess Battle Attack 2022
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a-us3rn2me · 17 days
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HAPPY CIRINO DAY!!!
This is the best sh/tpost I have made since that baller Conchita drawing (it's on my tik tok)
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darktripz · 1 year
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CHOPPING MALL OST - Chuck Cirino
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chengoeshonk · 2 years
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gatutor · 1 year
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Mark Colleano-Sylva Koscina "Nido de avispas" (Hornets´ nest) 1970, de Phil Karlson, Franco Cirino.
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theinkedfoxsl · 2 years
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cirino(if you're doing ocs) and/or perhaps tartaglia!
i will take any and every opportunity to talk about my ocs
Sexuality Headcanon: Cirino is bisexual! Just very very bisexual. Gender Headcanon: He's cis, but he's cis in a "I've explored my gender and I'm cool with this but also call me babygirl and i'm yours." kind of way A ship I have with said character: Blackthorn my beloved canon ship. Rowan's reaper Heath and Cirino ^^ A BROTP I have with said character: Alee and Cirino! They're best friends, I don't talk about their friendship nearly enough. But Cirino is Alee's dearest friend and vice versa. A NOTP I have with said character: I mean the obvious one is Cirino and Alee since they're more akin to brothers and it icks me out. There's not a lot of other Cirino ships tbh.. A random headcanon: Cirino has a lot of random tattoos and I never talk about them but they are there and they are so fun. His left arm is just a sleeve of little disconnected tattoos that aren't part of a bigger whole. While his right arm is a proper sleeve of clockwork internals essentially. its all the way up his shoulder down to his wrist :) he has more but yk General Opinion over said character: Cirino is one of my most normal SEEMING ocs and acts very much as a normal rock to his loved ones' weird ass lives. I love and appreciate him very much for it lmao
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Waterbearer
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“You hear the Fates? That must be interesting.”
Alee looked down at his glass, the amber liquid glistened under the dim light of the bar. Was it interesting? To hear what he did? To never get a moment to himself? A thought to himself? It felt more like..
“It’s a curse.”
“It can’t be that bad! You’re important, isn’t that a blessing?”
A blessing.
He was six when he first began to hear the voices, overlapping and overwhelming in his head. He was six when he complained about it, to parents who were supposed to protect him.
But he was six when the voices went quiet for her.
Circumstances foretold, wars on the horizon, famine and genocide. An overabundance of death was always warned. 
He was cloaked in death from childhood. It clung to him, fitful rest and frightful nightmares about circumstances he couldn’t change.
He could hear the Fates’ Design. No matter how hard he tried to block it out.
“It was a mistake for you to be granted this gift.”
Alee brought the glass to his lips, red eyes trained on the wall behind the bar. This gift was a mistake to begin with. A burden no human should bear witness to.
But then, when did he last consider himself on par with a human being?
He tilted his head back, the alcohol burned his throat as he drank what remained in the glass. He set the glass on the bar counter and exhaled softly.
Being a Destan, it meant being a child of Destiny, the one who would remain when the waters washed everything else away.
His eyes flicked to the side, what sort of blessing was that?
The waterbearer, the one doomed to watch the end.
“Can I get more?” He tapped his claw against the lip of the glass and the man behind the bar nodded, taking it once more.
“Alee, are you listening?”
He was always listening. 
His eyes dropped to the bar, claws rhythmically tapping against the wood. They were loud today.
They were loud every day.
“Sorry.”
He apologised, he didn’t mean it.
“What were you saying?”
He couldn’t change the prophecies he saw. Visions of a future, fragmented, a puzzle with no reference. It drove him mad. The cursed voice of the Fates.
A puppet surrounded by a sea of people who couldn’t begin to understand.
He took the glass, politeness or manners a background thought as he downed the burning liquid. 
Stardust and energy all around him, but he was six when it stopped being beautiful. 
No. This was no blessing.
“I asked what they talk about?”
Alee focused on the conversations in his head, always overlapping. A party he wasn’t even invited to.
An accident.
An accident?
Better an accident.
Stop?
No.
Go on then.
Tomorrow.
January.
Now?
Alee flinched at the sudden screeching, shakily putting the glass back down on the bar in order to rub his temples. 
There was a screech outside.
Rubber on pavement. 
It smelled burnt, too. It made him choke.
“Nothing of importance.”
He answered, quietly.
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cmonbartender · 3 months
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Stone Bridge in Winter - Antonio Cirino
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brokehorrorfan · 1 year
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The Return of Swamp Thing's original motion picture soundtrack is available on vinyl for $32 via Terror Vision Records. The score, composed by Chuck Cirino (Chopping Mall), was pulled from the original tapes and has been remastered.
The album is limited to 1,00 across three color variants: "Genetic Mutation," "Muck Monster," and "Swamp Gas" (pictured below). It's housed in a gatefold jacket designed by Worserbeings with liner notes from director Jim Wynorski and a Swamp Thing bumper sticker.
Shipping will begin on June 25. The Return of Swamp Thing’s soundtrack is also available on cassette, limited to 200, for $13.
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lepetitlugourmand · 3 months
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Racines Nice - Bruno Cirino - Intensité d'une cuisine potagère et étoilée
Chef emblématique de la région, Bruno Cirino, cet ancien des plus grands et qui a inspiré toute une génération de chefs, est le maestro d’une cuisine de terroir, fulgurante, vivante et précise. Continue reading Racines Nice – Bruno Cirino – Intensité d’une cuisine potagère et étoilée
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badmovieihave · 8 months
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Bad movie I have Attack of the 50 Foot Camgirl 2022
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foeniculi--vulpes · 1 year
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"i killed him. i killed her. i'm unlovable- i've been unlovable since the very creation of my being, and this is why. the slight attempt to love me brings grief and disaster. i wish you never had the disgrace to meet me.*
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