With hope so fragile, so quiet and scared, that it's already long shattered. The pieces digging into her soft heart like fiberglass, hurting, aching, Uri doesn't want to take his hand.
She doesn't, but his hand is still held out, and his smile is so heartbreakingly gentle, so sincere, that Urisha can't help but grab onto it, with both of her hands, and squeeze, stumbling forward with wide eyes.
And, for the first time that she can really remember, someone catches her, pressing her close to their chest, arms wound tight, as though afraid she'd disappear, lips against her temple, and they whisper comfort into her ear with little hesitation.
Uri buries her nose in the crook of his neck, shoulders shaking as the first sob begins to make it's way out of her throat. Ugly and sharp, it's more a wail than anything else, but still... It's hers.
It's the first moment of the rest of her life, a new beginning, but, for the first hour or so, it feels so unbelievably unbearable that all Uri can bring herself to do is cry.
Hope has never felt so unimaginably painful before, and, she wonders, quietly, if this means she was ever really meant for it.
If it meant something as flawed and ugly as her deserved to exist, if something as beautiful as even hope could scare her into submission.
[Uri remembers the first, and only, time she went to her mother for anything resembling comfort, she remembers the pain it brought, the despair, the fear.
She remembers the burn of alcohol on the woman's breath, the dig of her nails, the venom in her voice. Uri remembers it as the only time the woman called her anything other than 'Girl' or 'Darling Urisha'.
She remembers the tears, hot and ugly that pricked her eyes after everything was said, after everything Alara told her, after being told she was nothing.
...Uri doesn't have many more memories of her mother after that incident, she doesn't think she'd want more if she's honest.]
(Uri loved Azazel as a child, so frighteningly innocent in her admiration and want to remain by his side.
Azazel had treated her more like a particularly amusing puppy, she realized now, and when she stopped amusing him he threw her to the side, uninterested in playing the father figure to a little girl who's only real achievement was being able to jury-rig rudimentary spells.)
{Uri thinks she might have been some sort of suicidal the first time she tried to kill Vali, tried to strangle him because he had made one too many tactless comments about how her sister put up more of a fight than she probably ever had.
She remembers tackling him to the ground, she remembers screaming and kicking, biting and scratching.
She remembers being thrown into the adjacent wall hard enough to leave an indent, she remembers diving for his throat not long after.
More than anything, Uri remembers that Vali's the only person who's never called her anything other than Uri, she also knows she's probably one of the only people who's wanted his head on a silver platter for anything other his title as Albion's champion.
Uri thinks she would have hated him for the simple fact that his mother loved him.}
"You can stay here for as long as you want," Nero offers, softly, fingers running through her hair with obvious affection, "for as long as you need, you don't have to hide, we won't hurt you."
Uri can only latch on tighter, bury herself deeper in his embrace as he quietly mumbles soothing words, sobs still wracking her small frame.
It doesn't escape her that he hasn't offered her a place in his Peerage, he's offering her genuine protection, an official education, something...
Maybe a family?
She... doesn't know how that works. Family. Not really.
Alara was a shit mother, always more obsessed with her status as the mother of the bastard Mammon, the useless little girl who hadn't brought her the protection and riches that her visions that said she would. The useless drunk of a Seer who hit and verbally tore apart little girls whenever she didn't get something she wanted.
Evectus was completely absent, wholed up in some mansion in the Underworld swearing beyond all reason that she deserved to have her head mounted on a pike for simply being born to a woman who was crazy enough to fuck him.
Azazel was interested in playing the role of a father for all of seven months before he found her rivalry, (Vali's childish want), with his actual investment more amusing. His words always lilted towards his own benefit, treating her more like a brainless puppy than someone with an actual self-worth beyond 'Please Love Me!' and all the bullshit that entailed.
Vali wanted just as many things from her as others, but his were always more personal, more hard-headed, less obvious, Vali wanted such childish things from her, such childish little things that... Uri sometimes, could entertain the idea of looking up to him as an older brother. Could sometimes allow herself to indulge in those childish wants when they still just... wants of a child, the bone crushing hugs, the assurance that someone cared about him beyond his status as a Longinus user, sleeping with someone who wouldn't leave as soon as morning came, who wouldn't use him for Albion.
[Uri could never quite bring herself to believe in things about people loving her beyond what she could bring to the table, could never quite find it in herself to look Vali in eye after one to many truths had been revealed.]
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And this is where I ran out of ideas!
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would that i had the spoons i would draw so many oc + canons w that barbie and ken meme
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"Guess what time it is~"
"That's right! Time for the Dancing Contest to begin! Now, will the couples please come to the dance floor as I call each pair out?"
"Stolas! (@goetiia) you're paired with....Stella! (@onlyheartaches). Ozzie (@the-delightful-temptation) is paired with...Dia! (@diadxrling) Zephyr (@storm-warning) is matched with Flora! (@nebula-gaster)
"Angel Dust (@arachn0philia) you'll be dancing with...our winner of the costume contest, Rozy! (@infernal-general). Luna (@lunaferrous) is paired with Ozzie (@e-m-p-error). Athan (@e-m-p-error) you're paired with Nikki (@lethality-and-lust). Belphie (@gethellbcnt) you're gonna be dancing with...Cherri Bomb! (@hifimuses)
Which leaves me with...."
"......?"
"Hey! Anyone here named Nero (@helluvahell)?"
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A list of some ships I would love to write with each of my muses, probably to be updated in the future!
Val : Vox, Velvette, Angel, Ozzie, Alastor, Stolas, Charlie, Arackniss
Vox : Val, Angel, Velvette, Alastor, Pentious
Striker : Stella, Loona, Moxxie, Blitzo, Fizzarolli, Crimson, Ozzie, Arackniss
Blue : Alastor, Angel, Charlie
Ozzie : Fizarolli, Mammon, Blitzo, Striker, Val, Lucifer
Pentious : Arackniss, Vox, Baxter, Alastor
Husk : Alastor, Angel, Niffty
Lucifer : Lillith, Charlie, Ozzie, Alastor
Arackniss : Pentious, Striker, Angel, Val
Father : Yes
Nero : Mammon, Fizzarolli, Angel
Lukas & Lydia : Val, Ozzie, Vox, Stella
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Barbie “Wire” Buckzo
VO: Jinhee Joung
Fave quotes:
“You fuckin' WHAAAAAAAT?!”
— Barbie to Counsellor Jimmy after finding him about killing Blitz’s client
*laughs mockingly* “You don't fucking get it! Just cuz I'm outta rehab doesn't mean I wanna see you. I never wanna see you EVER!"
— Barbie to Blitz after he tries to reconnect with her
Basics:
Zodiac sign: Aries
(Since Barb and Blitz are twins they would have landed on the same birthday, common knowledge really 😂)
Nationality: American (Appalachian) 🇺🇸
Sexuality: Lesbian (not confirmed yet)
Sex: Female
Occupations:
• Pharmacist (incognito)
• Circus performer (formerly)
• Drug lord/smuggler (formerly)
• Rehab patient (formerly)
AU:
Employee of I.M.P
Dislikes:
• Her twin brother
<> Blitz trying to reconnect with her
• Humans
• Being jobless
<> Circumstance threatening her to become jobless
• Being in rehab
Likes:
• Manipulating humans
• Doing or selling drugs
• Having her own life
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Nicknames:
• Barb (by Councillor Jimmy & Blitz)
AU:
• The Traditional Twins (by T.J. >>> when referring to or about Blitz & Barbie 🤣)
* B&B
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Romantic interests (AU):
• Marchioness Stella (post divorce)
• Verosika Mayday
• Calitzzo (OC)
• Sallie May
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Family:
Mother: Tilla Buckzo
Father: Cash Buckzo
(twin) Brother: Blitz Buckzo
(adoptive) Niece: Loona Buckzo
RP (Tixel):
Axel x T.J. = Tixel
Status: Ongoing 🥰
Brother-in-law: Stolas of the Ars Goetia (inevitable)
(step) Niece: Octavia of the Ars Goetia (inevitable)
Niece: T.J. of the Ars Goetia
Nephew-in-law: Axel of the Ars Goetia
Great-niece: Abria of the Ars Goetia
Vampiric name: Ria
Pronounced: Aria
(Like father like daughter 😂)
Great-nephew-in-law Samuel Beaufoy
Great-great-nephew: Claudius Beaufoy of the Ars Goetia
Great-nephew: Axel "A.J.” Junior of the Ars Goetia
Great-niece-in-law: Snow Dust of the Ars Goetia
(illegitimate) Nephew: Nikolas Buckzo-Mayday
Sister-in-law: Royce Sinclair
Niece: Marianne “Mare” Buckzo
Nephew: Sylas Sinclair Buckzo
RP (Blitzika):
Blitz x Verosika = Blitzika (prior breakup)
Status: Discontinued
Mother-in-law: Veruska Mayday (OC)
Father-in-law: King Asmodeus
Sister-in-law: Verosika Mayday
Nephew: Astaroth Mayday
Niece: Tilla Mayday (Jr)
Niece: Evika Mayday
Aunt-in-law: Carmen Lovelace
Cousin-in-law: Mirabel Lovelace
Cousin-in-law: Chloe Lovelace
Other:
(illegitimate) Nephew: Avani of the Goetia-Buckzo
Niece-in-law: Odessa of the Ars Goetia (AU)
Niece-in-law: Enid Zayl of the Ars Goetia
Brother-in-law: Lunar of the Ars Goetia
(adoptive) Nephew: Nero Elderitch
Sister-in-law: Calitzzo of the Ars Goetia
Brother-in-law: Deko of the Ars Goetia
Nephew-in-law: Jack of the Ars Goetia
Great-nephew: James of the Ars Goetia
Great-niece: Rose of the Ars Goetia
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Enemies:
• Employees of I.M.P
* Blitz Buckzo (one sided; former coworker)
* Moxxie Knolastname
Others:
• Counsellor Jimmy (drug supplier; deceased)
• Verosika Mayday (acquainted)
• Fizzarolli (former coworker)
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Abilities:
Natural:
• Human disguise
* Disguise - In "Unhappy Campers" she uses a special wrist watch containing an Asmodean Crystal to take on a convincing human appearance to disguise herself in the living world.
• Prehensile tail
* She is able to use her tail to grab and throw things, as shown when she did this while fighting Moxxie to try prevent him from killing Jimmy in "Unhappy Campers".
• Endurance (TBA)
• Charisma
She can use her charm to manipulate humans, showcased in "Unhappy Campers" when she acted cutesy while making sexual gestures toward Jimmy, so he did what she wanted.
Skillset:
• Summoning portals to earth
• Combat prowess
* She is very handy in hand-to-hand combat, as she was able to throw Moxxie with her tail easily. She takes on aggressive actions more as she was able to fend off Moxxie and Blitz by herself.
• Acrobatics
She may be talented with acrobatics since her family owed a circus.
• Improv (TBA)
• Stealth (TBA)
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Appearance & personality:
Being Blitz's twin sister, she has a striking resemblance to him. Barbie is a slim, red Imp with large curled horns, red eyes with yellow sclera, sharp teeth and black, claw-like fingers. Like the rest of her family, she has a heart-shaped skull marking on her forehead.
Across her black skin are white stripes, some forming crosses on her forearms as well as one crossing out the marking on her forehead. She wears a white and dark red, short striped dress with black, knee-high boots.
As of "Unhappy Campers", she also wears a sleeveless jacket and a wrist watch, which contains a Asmodean Crystal inside the orb allowing her to shapeshift into a human disguise.
Young:
As a child, she lacked the white markings on her arms and forehead she has as an adult. At the time, she also lacked the black markings on the tips of her fingers.
Human form:
When using the power of the Asmodean Crystal, Barbie takes the form of a tan-skinned human woman with dark brown hair in two pig-tails. While she retains her white markings and clothing, her eyes irises change to purple and her sclera to white.
How would you describe Barbie Wire’s personality?
• Manipulative (towards humans)
• Hostile >>> towards Blitz
• Easily triggered
• Demanding
• Narcissistic
• Arrogant
• Cunning
• Selfish
• Rude
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E se ci fosse un solo modo per arrivare al cielo, partendo dalla terra più nera ed aspra, ti porterei a vedere le stelle. Quelle luminose, quelle che esplodono, quelle che brillano, anche se piccole. Quelle incastonate negli occhi delle persone che hanno imparato come essere vive, e quanto sia importante essere umani, con sé stessi. Ti porterò, a vedere tutta la mia anima non solo in abbracci calorosi che sanno di ,,ancora,, , ma in quelle porte in faccia che sanno di ,,adesso basta,,. Ti porteri a vedere le stelle, ma è qui che la tua anima ha scelto il buio nero dell'ignoto: navigare negli abissi neri della cattiveria. Perciò ti porterò a vedere le stelle, loro sono il mio ancora, come quei passi lenti e profondi nella terra più nera.-Stolas a Blitzø e Octavia
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Inno a Satana-Carducci
A SATANA
A te, de l'essere
Principio immenso,[6]
Materia e spirito,
Ragione e senso; 4
Mentre ne' calici
Il vin scintilla
Sí come l'anima
Ne la pupilla; 8
Mentre sorridono
La terra e il sole
E si ricambiano [7]
D'amor parole, 12
E corre un fremito
D'imene arcano
Da' monti e palpita
Fecondo il piano; 16 [8]
A te disfrenasi
Il verso ardito,
Te invoco, o Satana,
Re del convito. 20
Via l'aspersorio
Prete, e il tuo metro! [9]
No, prete, Satana
Non torna in dietro! 24 [10]
Vedi: la ruggine
Rode a Michele [11]
Il brando mistico,
Ed il fedele 28
Spennato arcangelo
Cade nel vano.
Ghiacciato è il fulmine
A Geova in mano. 32 [12]
Meteore pallide,
Pianeti spenti,
Piovono gli angeli
Da i firmamenti. 36
Ne la materia
Che mai non dorme,
Re de i fenomeni,
Re de le forme, 40
Sol vive Satana. [13]
Ei tien l'impero
Nel lampo tremulo
D'un occhio nero, 44
O ver che languido
Sfugga e resista,
Od acre ed umido
Pròvochi, insista. 48 [14]
Brilla de' grappoli
Nel lieto sangue,
Per cui la rapida
Gioia non langue, 52
Che la fuggevole
Vita ristora,
Che il dolor proroga
Che amor ne incora. 56 [15]
Tu spiri, o Satana,
Nel verso mio,
Se dal sen rompemi [16]
Sfidando il dio 60
De' rei pontefici,
De' re crüenti:
E come fulmine
Scuoti le menti. 64 [17]
A te, Agramainio,
Adone, Astarte, [18]
E marmi vissero
E tele e carte, 68
Quando le ioniche
Aure serene
Beò la Venere
Anadiomene. 72 [19]
A te del Libano [20]
Fremean le piante,
De l'alma Cipride
Risorto amante: 76
A te ferveano
Le danze e i cori,
A te i virginei
Candidi amori, 80
Tra le odorifere
Palme d'Idume, [21]
Dove biancheggiano
Le ciprie spume. 84 [22]
Che val se barbaro
Il nazareno
Furor de l'agapi
Dal rito osceno 88
Con sacra fiaccola
I templi t'arse
E i segni argolici [23]
A terra sparse? 92 [24]
Te accolse profugo
Tra gli dèi lari
La plebe memore
Ne i casolari. 96 [25]
Quindi un femineo
Sen palpitante
Empiendo, fervido
Nume ed amante, 100
La strega pallida
D'eterna cura
Volgi a soccorrere
L'egra natura. 104 [26]
Tu a l'occhio immobile
De l'alchimista,
Tu de l'indocile
Mago a la vista, 108
Del chiostro torpido
Oltre i cancelli,
Riveli i fulgidi
cieli novelli. 112 [27]
A la Tebaide
Te ne le cose
Fuggendo, il monaco
Triste s'ascose. 116 [28]
O dal tuo tramite
Alma divisa,
Benigno è Satana;
Ecco Eloisa. 120 [29]
In van ti maceri
Ne l'aspro sacco:
Il verso ei mormora
Di Maro e Flacco 124
Tra la davidica
Nenia ed il pianto;
E, forme delfiche,
A te da canto, 128[30]
Rosee ne l'orrida
Compagnia nera,
Mena Licoride,
Mena Glicera. 132 [31]
Ma d'altre imagini
D'età più bella
Talor si popola
L'insonne cella. 136 [32]
Ei, da le pagine
Di Livio, ardenti
Tribuni, consoli,
Turbe frementi 140
Sveglia; e fantastico
D'italo orgoglio
Te spinge, o monaco,
Su 'l Campidoglio 144 [33]
E voi, che il rabido
Rogo non strusse,
Voci fatidiche,
Wicleff ed Husse, 148
A l'aura il vigile
grido mandate:
S'innova il secolo
Piena è l'etade. 152 [34]
E già già tremano
Mitre e corone:
Dal chiostro brontola
La ribellione, 156
E pugna e prèdica
Sotto la stola
Di fra' Girolamo
Savonarola. 160 [35]
Gittò la tonaca
Martin Lutero:
Gitta i tuoi vincoli,
Uman pensiero, 164
E splendi e folgora
Di fiamme cinto;
Materia, inalzati:
Satana ha vinto. 168 [36]
Un bello e orribile
Mostro si sferra,
Corre gli oceani,
Corre la terra: 172
Corusco e fumido
Come i vulcani,
I monti supera,
Divora i piani; 176
Sorvola i baratri;
Poi si nasconde
Per antri incogniti,
Per vie profonde; 180
Ed esce; e indomito
Di lido in lido
Come di turbine
Manda il suo grido, 184
Come di turbine
L'alito spande:
Ei passa, o popoli,
Satana il grande. 188
Passa benefico
Di loco in loco
Su l'infrenabile
Carro del foco. 192 [37]
Salute, o Satana,
O ribellione,
O forza vindice
De la ragione! 196
Sacri a te salgano
Gl'incensi e i vóti!
Hai vinto il Geova
De i sacerdoti. 200 [38]
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A zonzo per la Francia: Edith Plaf, voce da usignolo
Edith Piaf fu la più grande cantante francese tra gli anni '30 e '60, era nata a Parigi il 19 dicembre 1915, con il nome di Edith Gassion, visse la sua infanzia nei quartieri di Belleville, sua madre era una livornese, Line Marsa, sposata al saltimbanco Louis Gassion.
La Piaf passò parte dell'infanzia nel bordello di Nonna Marie in Normandia ed ebbe un'audizione al Gerny, un locale con cabaret grazie alla protezione di Louis Leplé, suo primo impresario.
Il debutto di Edith avvenne nel 1935, con un abito nero fatto a maglia, di cui non riesce a terminare le maniche, e coperta alle spalle con una stola per emulare la grande Maryse Damia, incontrastata regina della canzone francese del momento.
La sua scalata al successo ebbe inizio a partire dal 1937, quando ottiene un contratto con il Teatro dell'ABC.
Con la sua voce variegata e caleidoscopica, capace di mille sfumature, la Piaf anticipò di oltre un decennio le ribellione e l’inquietudine degli artisti intellettuali della "rive gauche", di cui faranno parte Juliette Greco, Camus, Queneau, Boris Vian, Vadim.
Ormai lanciata grazie al suo secondo impresario, Raymond Asso, la Piaf conobbe Cocteau che a lei si ispirò per la pièce teatrale La bella indifferente.
Durante la guerra Edith si schierò contro la Gestapo, poi conquistò la Francia nel dopoguerra con Le vagabond, Le chasseur de l'Hô tel, Les Historie du coeur, realizzando anche una tournée negli Stati Uniti, paese che fu spiazzato dalla raffinatezza dell'artista, che usciva dai canoni consolidati della belle chantause impregnata di esotismo.
Ma Edith Piaf nei suoi testi cantava spesso del mondo degli umili, di storie sconsolate tese ad infrangere tropo facili sogni, cantate con una voce che trasmette tutto con il suo sconfinato e straziante dolore.
Collaboratori importanti di quegli anni furono nomi celeberrimi, come Yves Montand, Charles Aznavour, Eddie Costantine, George Moustaki, Jacques Pills e tanti altri.
Edith fu anche attrice in una decina di films, dopo altri successi tra cui Milord, l'intensa Les amantes d'un jour e La vie en rose, canzone simbolo della sua persona.
Dopo un periodo di sconforto per la morte in un incidente del suo compagno, il pugile Marcel Cerdan, la Piaf raggiunse la celebrità mondiale con Non, je ne regrette rien.
La grande cantante morì il 10 ottobre 1963 e la sua tomba si trova a Père Lachaise, cimitero parigino delle celebrità.
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Stasera esco con il gruppo di amici con il quali condivido la passione per il teatro. lo spettacolo è " Sogno di un uomo ridicolo " con Andrea Castelletti. è l’adattamento teatrale del racconto.di Dostoevskij.
Indosseró un vestito che ho preso la settimana scorsa , nero senza maniche incrociato davanti e dietro con una stola in georgette e i sandali slimback chanel
Sono indecisa cosa indossare sotto perché il balconcino mi segna troppo ❤️
Ps : il mio appuntamento è dopo lo spettacolo con una coppia di amici e un loro amico divorziato da poco
. Ecco questi sono gli appuntamenti che temo
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𝗦𝗶 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗮 𝗱𝗲𝗴𝗹𝗶 𝗮𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗶 𝗱𝗲𝗹 𝟳𝟯𝗺𝗼 𝗙𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗹 𝗱𝗶 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗼 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 𝗮𝗹 𝗧𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗼 𝗔𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗻. Anche e sopratutto del primo abito sfoggiato da @chiaraferragni sul noto palco; è un abito bustier nero con ampia gonna, completato dall'iconica stola bianca manifesto. Segui in Tv il ch 178 LOMBARDIA per scoprire le altre novità... #chiaraferragni #chiaraferragni #chiaraferragnibrand #chiaraferragnistyle #chiaraferragnishoes #chiaraferragnijewels #chiaraferragnixpigna #chiaraferragniunposted #chiaraferragnicollection #chiaraferragninails #FestivalDiSanremo2023 #festivaldisanremo #festivaldisanremo #festivaldisanremo2023 #vestiti #vestitidonna #vestitilunghi #babayagatv #babayagafun #photooftheday #photoofthedays #photoofthedayy #photooftheday❤️ #photooftheday📷 #ınstadaily #instadaily #instadaily😉 #instagood https://www.instagram.com/p/CofDun7DCfB/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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finking abt my dmc ocs and abt how they have the design philosophy of warm darkness vs cold corrupting light
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Entra Ferragni, sulla stola la scritta Pensati libera
Abito lungo nero scollato, una lunga stola bianca e sulle spalle la scritta ‘Pensati libera’, che mostra prima di scendere – con sicurezza – la temuta scala dell’Ariston. Chiara Ferragni entra in scena sul palco di Sanremo, fa i complimenti ad Amadeus, “è troppo accogliente, sa che sono terrorizzata”, e una dichiarazione d’amore per Morandi: “Amo Gianni, sono da sempre fan delle sue canzoni”. …
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Entra Ferragni, sulla stola la scritta Pensati libera - Moda
Abito lungo nero scollato, una lunga stola bianca e sulle spalle la scritta ‘Pensati libera’, che mostra prima di scendere – con sicurezza – la temuta scala dell’Ariston. Chiara Ferragni entra in scena sul palco di Sanremo, fa i complimenti ad Amadeus, “è troppo accogliente, sa che sono terrorizzata”, e una dichiarazione d’amore per Morandi: “Amo Gianni, sono da sempre fan delle sue canzoni”. …
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"...are you sure?" Sona pressed, crossing her arms with a sigh.
Nero pressed a hand to his face, shaky and overwhelmed, he held his ground, quietly, closing his eyes, "You have a younger brother, Sylvanus, right?"
"Yes, I do not see how that is relevant though."
"It's relevant in the fact that the Sitri and Gremory have a larger chance of mixing their talents agreeably, the powers that reside within the Phenex Pillar tend to either remain absent in most hybrid offspring, or completely dominant when they do appear, if Zeoticus wants strong, unique, offspring then he'll take Sylvanus's bid over Riser's."
"Mt brother is twelve, Stolas. He views Rias as another older sister, not a bride."
"Which is exactly why it will work out, and if Riser demands a Rating game, then he has enough connections to have a fully outfitted, and greatly effective, Peerage in less then twenty-four hours."
Sona aimed a displeased glare onto him, "And you can't do the same?"
"I respect Iryuka's input in all matters greatly," he hissed, voice low, and shoulders rigid as he took a deep breath, "she is to be my other half one day, and I will not slight her by demanding another woman's hand without first informing her of the situation, or talking it over at length."
"Rias is your friend."
"And I hate this situation just as much as you, but the Stolas and Glasyas-Labolyas have too much at stake with mine and Iryuka's own engagement to justify nullifying it, we would be having a very different conversation if the opposite were the case."
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Stelle. Oggi ti parlo delle stelle e di quanto io ami guardarle, quasi come guardo te o con te, chissà. Vorrei, mostrarti la mia vita e tutte quelle cose che non vanno, e non perché fa moda, ma perché sono un dannato che non sa stare tra i dannati e allora poggio i miei piedi, mi districo, tra terra, terriccio, erba e rugiada e poi la neve. Che cada dal cielo o dagli occhi ha importanza? Il mio cuore è ferito, e per essere meno vista lo calpesto su alti tacchi: vorrei, quella maschera che mostrasse agli altri la tua essenza più profonda, così profonda che a conoscerla sei solo tu. Sei d'accordo? Vorrei raccontarti, di quella tristezza che mi abita il cuore e non se ne va, neanche se pulisco le orecchie con le quali la sento e le mie mani danzano. Tra cuore e schiene, fianchi e petto, cercano di trovare una direzione e il cuore le guida: creano disegni, lensicono sbagli tramite carezze, loro vivono, quello che guarda il cuore con i suoi occhi e piano tra un bacio balbetta "sei la causa della mia euforia" quell'attimo di felicità che contiene tutta la vita del mondo. Oggi guardo le stelle, ed è una di quelle notti in cui stare da sola, cadere nell'abisso nero delle acque per purificarti e imparare a nuotare; difficile? Forse, ma la vita è di ste cose, e io senza lei non ci so stare, perciò scelgo di nuotare nel mio mare senza affogare. Oggi ti parlo delle stelle, riesco a guardarle con o senza di te, e se tu hai scelto di nuotare nel tuo mare, io ho scelto di restare nella mia notte, non posso fare poi molto anche se ho le stelle: avrei voluto un nuovo giorno, ma con te é bella anche la luna, perciò me la godo, non metto più le mie scelte sbagliate, ma i suoi crateri sono i tentativi che ho fatto per stare bene e quanto cuore ci ho messo e mi è battuto in petto. Perciò goditi l'alba, io devo imparare a stare nei tramonti che sanno d'addio.-Jetaime
È vecchissimo come testo. MA stolas, Octavia e vlizø sono sempre presenti
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