#carlo reali

[sesiondemadrugada]

The Laughing Woman (Piero Schivazappa, 1969).

[sauolasa]

I paramenti reali che Carlo III indosserà all'incoronazione

Simili a quelli dei sacerdoti, evocano la natura divina della regalità

[eccentricwritingbaby]

fake or real? 

charles leclerc x sainz!reader

summary - y/n sainz had just broken up with her boyfriend of four years. with the tension of both ferrari drivers at each other's throats, their pr team believes it a good idea to have y/n and charles date. y/n can look like she’s moving on from her boyfriend and save her company, charles can look like he likes his teammate, ferrari can avoid any future pr disaster. everyone wins! right?

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-

you woke up from your slumber with a pounding headache and pounding on your bedroom door. 

“Y/N! abre la puerta, es carlos,” open the door, it’s carlos

you groaned a bit and shuffled out of bed, still dressed in the clothes and heels you wore to the club last night, too drunk and tired to worry about removing it all. 

“que?” what? you squeak out, throwing your heels to a corner of your room as you open the door to face your older brother, “this better be an emergency, that’s the only reason i gave you a key to my place, pendejo,“ asshole 

“aye aye, no need for the harsh names, hermanita,” little sister you huffed and went towards your ensuite bathroom in order to clean up a little bit more as carlos continued, “i got a call today from my press officer, ferrari pr wants to speak with you, so you’re coming back with me to italy,” 

you shot him a confused and unimpressed look as your toothbrush hung from your mouth. it was like he could read your thoughts exactly with his response, “i don’t know what they want to speak to you about, just think of this as an all expense paid trip in my favor, porfa,” please

you rolled your eyes and shut the door to change clothes as your brother continued his pestering, “y/n it’s probably nothing serious, just something about you coming to more races for a family thing or something,” he shouted through the closed door. 

you opened it in a huff, all changed into some more comfortable clothes, “carlos they are your pr team, not mine. if i don’t want to pick up and go then i’m not going to. i have a job and a life here, i can’t just excuse that for your team or your boss,” 

“i know that, y/n, and i would usually support that but…” carlos shifted uncomfortably across from you and began to stare at his shoes - an obvious trait there was something hidden he needed to let go of. that he was lying. 

“but what, carlos?” your voice was sharp and direct, scaring your older brother just a bit to meet your eye and finish. 

“your company’s pr team also recommended it, it was a joint decision for this meeting. they think ever since marco-”

“do not say his name,” you spit out at carlos. he shakes his head with a deep breath in as an apology and continues on. 

“okay, lo siento,” i’m sorry carlos takes a deep breath again, “ever since a couple months ago, you’re losing the buyer’s trust since you haven’t been around. you are your brand, y/n. and you haven’t been on brand in months. you’ve just been clubbing every single night and sleeping throughout the day. your brand is about strength, and right now…” he wears off, not daring to look you in the eye in order to see your pain with his final words, “your company thinks you look, well, weak,” 

carlos looks up to meet your eyes, glossed over and a bit red at his confession. your lip shakes, leading you to bite down on it in order to gain control, “when do we leave?” is all that slips out of your mouth.

you knew the breakup had been hard on you and you weren’t exactly ‘healing’ from it correctly. you knew you had missed board meetings and pr opportunities because you felt so sick. all you kept replaying in your head was finding your boyfriend - marco - in bed with his coworker on your anniversary. it was a rough one. you had been together for what would have been four years. and now - about a month and a half later - you’re facing the consequences. you knew you couldn’t scrape by like this forever and your board members would have you in check. therefore the confession carlos made didn’t hurt as much - it was a necessary reality check for you.

-

“hi everybody, i’m sure you’re wondering why you’re here today,” the ferrari pr officer speaks into the conference room filled with you, your brother, some of your press team and charles. 

charles? you look at your brother with your eyebrows knitted and he returns the look right back, not understanding what your eyes are asking which was - what the hell is charles leclerc doing here? rolling your eyes and a light huff being released from your mouth you shake your head in the direction of charles, widening your eyes in order to get your question across. however, it falls on an idiotic brain because carlos just shrugs his shoulders and looks towards the direction of the speaker yet again. 

“there has been some obvious tension between the teammates, carlos and charles, and the fans and media are now picking up on it. we thought it would be a good idea to squash that as well as assist y/n with reintroducing her public image if charles and y/n began a relationship,” she finishes with a happy smile as if she just cured cancer while you and charles could only gape at her audacity. 

“excuse me, could i say something?” you speak up, pushing your chair out from behind you as you stand. 

you could hear a distant monegasque accent whispering a ‘please’, giving you more of a confident push with his support, “if my brand is all about strength as you said,” you gesture towards your team, “then how would me falling right into the arms of another man represent that? is female strength really about a man making me fall and another man picking me up? wouldn’t that be what makes me weak?” 

your pr officer - amanda- goes to speak up but you cut her off quickly to continue, “i don’t mean to sound bitter or arrogant but i just don’t believe that this will do what you believe it to. carlos has one year left on this team, there is no reason to keep up happy smiles with them, and as for me, i will be fine after i meet with the board in a week,” you take your seat and eye charles. he gives a light smile and a thumbs up, earning a wink from you back to him. 

amanda now stands and looks directly at you, “y/n, i don’t want to be blunt but at this point it is what you need. sponsors do not want teammates who hate each other. sponsors are dropping your brother and charles. and as for your ‘board meeting’ - they are discussing finding a new ceo if you do not clean up your act and get it together. and marco has been out and about with his new girl as you have been sloppy at clubs and pubs. so this is actually a last ditch effort. do it, or lose it all,” 

with yours and charles’ confidence now shook, he speaks up slowly and quietly, “what will we have to do?”

“y/n attends races on your arm, at least every other week. a public outing once or twice a week,” amanda keeps talking about the details, but you simply drown it out. you knew you needed a reality check but this? this was the rug being pulled out from under you. they wouldn’t take the company you built from you. and you won’t let your brother drown either. 

-

the next day, you are officially official with your ‘boyfriend’ charles leclerc. walking hand in hand through italy and getting gelato together. what a cliche, is all you can think right now, but the thumb rubbing over the back of your hand brings you out of your pessimism for a brief moment. 

“are you alright with this?” charles asks you as you continue your walk to the shop. it wasn’t a paparazzi walk, only a slight soft launch to get people to start talking. 

“i think i have to be,” you chuckle out. he laughs with you and nods his head. 

“yeah, your amanda was kind of harsh about this,”

“she usually is, that’s why i hired her, i enjoy the brutally honest,” you look up and meet his soft eyes, your stomach doing a flip you haven’t felt in years. 

“it seemed like she didn’t want to be like that with you, though,” he gently pushes you, ever so kindly to keep going, something you pick up on and yet still go along with.

“everyone’s been like that since the breakup,” you shrug off as you both walk into the gelato shop, “carlos, my parents, my friends, amanda, even the board of directors at my company. but that’s what i hate,” charles raises his eyebrows, inviting you to keep going.

“the sugar coating, being nice and talking around the problem - i’ve never liked that,” 

charles lets go of your hand quickly to order and pay as you find a table, and as he slides into the chair across from you, his hand appears in yours almost as quickly as it left. 

“i understand that, i hate it too,” he continues on from your conversation, “whenever i have a bad race, my engineers will try to justify it or make me feel better when i just need the criticism. it’s the only way i’ll get better,”

you nod along as you eat, chiming in again, “exactly, even though it hurt to hear when amanda said that to me, i wish she had told me earlier so that this wouldn’t be a last ditch effort. but no, everyone had to tiptoe around the broken-hearted girl when really i just needed a swift kick in the ass,” you laugh off and charles joins your giggles. 

“this isn’t so bad for a last ditch effort though,” he adds in.

“eh, it’s growing on me,” you both laugh again into your gelato, ignoring the phones filming you both and the whispers growing around you. 

-

it had been four months of public outings, race weekends, calculated instagram posts, and ‘dating’ charles leclerc. you two had always been friendly, but due to the time together, you’ve grown to enjoy him more than you thought you would. you’ve grown to enjoy this more than you thought you would. your fake relationship felt more real than your real one ever had. and it scared the shit out of you. 

“y/n? are you ready?” charles calls from outside the bathroom door, tapping his ring clad hand against it a few times. since people talk, amanda had suggested you share a hotel room during race weekends to not raise suspicion. since you both were adults, you slept in the same bed just fine, yet the tension was able to be cut with a knife. both you and charles could feel it, you were just waiting for the other to make the first move. tonight after media day at silverstone, charles was taking you to a nice dinner for your average fake-dating date. you wore a little black dress as charles sported a white button up and dress pants. ‘an attractive match’ as the media tended to call you both, and you didn’t complain. 

“i’m coming, char. just need a little help with my zipper,” you grunt out back to him, still attempting to zip it up on your own.

“let me in, i’ll do it for you,”

“it’s open,”

as charles opens the door, his mouth drops open for a second before he closes it, not letting you catch his eyes draping over your body in admiration. his hands ghost over your shoulders before they land on the zipper, synching you up into your attire. you spin around to face him, eyes darting between his own then down to his lips, your breath intertwining with his. 

“we’re gonna be late,” you whisper out, patting his shoulder as you squeeze around him and out of the bathroom to slip into your shoes. 

charles - still stunned by your brief moment in the bathroom - comes out of his fog with a cough to clear the air along with his throat, “you’re right, we should get going,” and with that you both head out of the room and out of the hotel. 

-

walking out of the restaurant, hand in hand, both you and charles felt so good it was decided you’d walk back to the hotel. it was only a few blocks and the cool breeze with the lack of rain was something you needed to take advantage of when in england. 

“i had a nice time with you tonight, y/n,” charles sighs, swinging your hand a bit in his. 

“i did too, char. we always have a good time,” you reply with a light laugh, continuing to swing your intertwined hands. 

“i mean it, though, like, on a different level,” he slowed down his pace in order to really speak to you, to get through to you. your eyes darted around, catching a few phones beginning to surround you. 

“kiss me,” you whisper out. charles’ eyes widen in surprise as he hadn’t noticed why you told him, taking it instead as a sign that you understood what he was trying to express to you, that he loved you. 

“are you sure, y/n? because i know it’ll get complicated and-”

“no, charles, there are people looking, just kiss me so this seems real,” you hiss towards him, beginning to pull on his shirt. charles leans in for the kiss, pushing his hurt from your words to the back of his mind in order to simply soak in any chance he can get to kiss you. 

once pulled apart, you both stay close to each other, having both felt the love that radiated through the kiss. one of you - charles - was giddy and giggle while the other - you - were scared shitless. you couldn’t fall in love again. your position at your company was just saved, your brothers sponsors back on his side, and even worse you couldn’t let yourself get hurt and fall into a hole again. you wouldn’t be that version of yourself again. 

pulling away quicker from charles, you kept your hands linked as you kept walking back towards the hotel, but he could feel your grip loosen and your feelings begin to grow cold again. 

once in the hotel room, you headed straight for the bathroom to change and get ready for bed, yet as you were closing the door - a hand came up to stop it from closing. swiftly turning around, you bumped into the chest of charles. 

“what the hell?” you ask more to yourself than to him.

“what was that tonight?”

“what do you mean?”

“the kiss, we both felt it - i know you felt it, y/n,”

“felt what, charles?”

“SOMETHING! ANYTHING!” he shouted in exasperation, making you jump from the surprise in his lifted tone. 

“i don’t know what you mean,” you grumble out, turning back to the mirror and starting to take off your jewelry. 

“y/n,” charles sighed, hand coming up to pinch the bridge of his nose while his eyes screwed shut, “this between us is real, it’s not fake anymore i don’t know if it ever has been,”

“we just get along, charles, we’re friends,” 

“then explain the kiss,” he pushes, hands now coming to rest on his hips, challenging you to finally admit the feelings he knows you have for him. 

“we’re both good kissers, so it felt good,” you shrug off. 

“y/n, please, you know this is real just say it,” a few beats go by after charles’ ply as you stare at each other through the mirror. you’ve halted your movements, blood rushing everywhere in your body except your brain. 

“i- i can’t charles,” you finally stutter out, his stare only intensifying. 

“why,” he pushes, “if you can’t tell me that you love me and this is real then i need to know why,”

you spin around quickly, courage taking over as you take the two steps in order to stand in front of him, “because i will not allow myself to be a mess again all due to a man,” you respond sharply. even though your tone was even, you could feel your eyes beginning to well up as you continue, “i almost lost the business i built from the ground up because some man ruined me, no one will get that power again, i won’t allow it,” you take a shaky inhale as charles’ eyes soften at your confession. 

“but, if there’s no risk, there’s no reward, y/n,” he speaks softly to you, as if an octave higher would shatter you to pieces, “and you deserve a reward,” you could feel him slowly wearing you down, his scent filling your nose and his crystal eyes taking over your vision, “let me be your reward, y/n,” 

“kiss me,” you breathe out, fading into your happiness as his lips take no time to land on yours. the sparks were flying, a magnetic pull bringing your lips together again and again. he was taking away your pain, as he’d been doing for months, and rebuilding a heart he never broke. and a heart he had vowed to never break. 

-

a/n - if you want a part two with reactions and them just being happy together and stuff let me know send in requests! i feel like i could do more with this story so just lmk how you feel <3

[velocesainz]

Le reali

(CS55)

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summary: Carlos hasn't publicly dated anyone in over 3 years and people get suspicious. He tries to tell his friends that he's dating the heiress of Italy but they don't believe him until a special moment.

Warnings: None, cursing?, fluffy

Pairing: Carlos x Italian!princess!reader

Carlos showed the entire text chain to y/n and as she scrolled through the responses bursted into laughter at lando's response to Carlos.

"Love, I wasn't pissed. I was just annoyed that he was feeding into rumours. Poor Lando must've been scared out of his wits" y/n told Carlos.

Carlos chuckled "Lando deserves to be scared out of his wits from time to time darling. How else would he function effectively and not spill our secret in front of the entire world?" he told y/n

"I guess you're right" y/n laughed.

"Amore?" Carlos called out to y/n

"Si, Corázon?" Y/n replied adjusting in the bed to meet his eye.

"Do you ever want to go public? I mean I'm not forcing you to go public, just asking. We've been together for 3 years now" Carlos asked with a thoughtful and soft expression on his face.

"Of course Corázon, I would love to. Do you want to maybe go public on the day of the Monza GP? I've already gotten an invite and will be giving out the trophies" y/n replied with a soft smile.

"That would be absolutely wonderful amore" Carlos said softly and held her close.

Timeskip:

"Ready to go sis?" y/n's brother asked her as it was time to leave for the GP

She was only going to go for the race day otherwise it would seem suspicious to the public and they wanted to be extra careful.

"Yea yeah let's go" Y/n called out grabbing her brothers hand and getting into the car.

She was more than ready to reveal to the world her relationship with the love of her life

Meanwhile: (Carlos Pov)

"Mate is your girlfriend ever going to come or are you just pranking us all?" Charles asked me while everyone was waiting around in the paddock for y/n to come.

"Yea mate, no shame in saying you haven't been able to get girls for the past 3 years. At least don't live in the delusion that the direct heir to the Italian throne is your girlfriend."

Nobody believed me except Lando since he's met her but everyone thinks me and him are pranking them together.

I would get my sweet sweet revenge.

But deep down I was scared. I was planning to propose to her soon. If I got on the podium today, I would propose and I've never been more scared for a race in my life.

Her entire family would watch me race for their country and would also find out about our relationship because she was very private and didn't share even with her family. Would they approve of me? Would they force me and her to break up?

Just then her family walked into the paddock and everyone immediately stood up and greeted the family but she was not in sight.

"So Prince b/n how do you feel about your sister dating our friend over here?" Fernando asked her brother and dragged me into his view

"Dating? I wasn't aware that my sister was dating anyone. That too with a commoner? Not expected." Her brother replied and my heart slowly sank to my stomach.

The rest of the grid came up to me.

"See Carlos? How would you be dating Prince y/b/n's sister without him knowing? Stop living in your delusion" Max said

"Mate such delusion isn't good for you at all. You should start seeing the team therapist a little more" Charles added.

The rest of the grid exchanged glances of amusement and worry while Lando came over to me.

"Don't worry Carlos, I believe you. Don't listen to them. You and Y/n have a beautiful relationship and she told me that she didn't want to inform her brother of her relationship status since she, frankly, hates him" Lando told me and I felt slightly better.

but her brother didn't approve of me, why would the rest of her family? I was internally panicking when Y/n's father King f/n came up to me and took me aside

"So you're the lad dating my daughter huh?" He asked me

"Si señor, I love Y/n with all my heart" I responded slightly nervous about his response

"She made a good choice, how long have you both been together? She didn't give me many details" He asked

"We've been together for 3 years senor. We met when I was invited to the royal house for my medal" I replied feeling better that at least her father approved of us

"And no proposal?" He said with a smirk on his face

"I was planning on proposing to her if I get on the podium for the race today and also wanted your blessings señor" I answered

"Good good. I've seen that she's been much happier around the palace ever since she started dating you. She truly loves you and you have mine and her mother's blessing. May you both be forever happy together" with that he left as I the race was about to start.

I gave Ricciardo my ring box and gave him all the instructions before getting into the car.

After the race:

I couldn’t believe it.

I had won in Monza.

The crowd was going absolutely wild as I got out of my car and the mechanics lined up outside tapping my helmet congratulating me.

I felt like I was in a dream.

I looked over to the vip box and I saw y/n in all her glory.

The look of admiration she had and her soft smile made me fall for her all over again.

That was when I knew nothing else mattered.

It didn’t matter to me that her brother didn’t approve of our relationship. It didn’t matter to me that my friends didn’t believe my relationship.

I had her and that was all that mattered.

The podium ceremony came quickly and y/n’s brother gave out the p2 and p3 trophies.

Then came my turn and y/n walked into the podium with the most elegant red dress I’ve ever seen.

She looked absolutely ethereal and I couldn’t wait for her to be mine forever.

She handed me the trophy and I raised it over my head after which I leaned in to kiss her.

The crowd went absolutely wild when they saw the scene.

I took the ring box from Ricciardo and got on one knee and I saw tears welling up in her eyes.

“Y/n. You have made me the happiest person these past 3 years and it would mean the world to me if you were with me for the rest of my life. Y/n m/n l/n will you marry me?” I asked her pouring the emotions out.

“Yes Carlos! Of course I’ll marry you” she said and hugged me tight.

I slipped the ring on her finger and we kissed once again.

Timeskip:

“Hey Carlos, sorry about all the comments we passed. We really couldn’t believe that you were actually in a relationship with the princess of Italy. We apologise for our actions” Charles apologised to me on behalf of the rest of the grid

“It’s ok mate, I myself can’t believe that I bagged a literal princess” I laughed

Y/n came back to me and it was time for us to leave.

In the car y/n sat leaning her head against my shoulder

“Our wedding is going to be one of the most celebrated occasions in Italy you know? They’re going to keep it as a national holiday and it will be broadcasted live on tv for everyone to see. Are you sure you’re ok with that?” She asked me in a soft voice

“Of course amore , as long as in the end I get to be with you. I’m ready to do anything.”

A/n: hope you guys enjoyed this fic. Took me a while to come up with it. Would appreciate feedback and suggestions. Also please send me any requests you have! Kissies ✨

[aburninghill]

Café Musain and Les Amis de l’ABC from Episode 6, “I FIGLI DI WATERLOO” (Waterloo’s sons), of I Miserabili (1964) dir. Sandro Bolchi. 

Orazio Orlando as Lèsgle/Bossuet, Stefano Varriale as Courfeyrac, Roberto Bisacco as Mario (Marius), Claudio Sora as Enjolras, Daniele Tedeschi as Combeferre, Carlo Reali as Prouvaire, Franco Odoardi as Feuilly, and Antonio Meschini as Grantaire.

[perpassareiltempo]

A volte le cose più reali succedono solo nell'immaginazione.

Carlos Ruiz Zafón

[francescacammisa1]

A volte le cose più reali succedono solo nell’immaginazione, Oscar – disse lei – Ricordiamo solo quello che non è mai accaduto.

Carlos Ruiz Zafón – Marina

Ph Jean-François Jonvelle

[veritanascoste]

Carlo è assente per un probabile tumore al pancreas per il quale pare abbia poche prospettive di salvezza. Sua moglie, Camilla, la regina, è volata ai Caraibi. Suo fratello Edoardo ha rinunciato agli impegni di corte. Suo figlio, il principe William, sarà assente per un mese per delle misteriose vacanze senza prendere il posto del padre. Kate è sparita e non si sa nemmeno se è viva. È molto semplice. Non ci sono più i Windsor. Ognuno di loro, per una ragione o per un'altra, sta rinunciando ai suoi diritti e doveri reali.

[alonewolfr]

A volte le cose più reali accadono solo nell'immaginazione.

|| Carlos Ruiz Zafón

[beasanfi1997]

I notices that Anakin Skywalker, Ezra Bridger, Ahsoka Tano and Sabine Wren had a differents voices in both movies and animated and because they are main heroes a difference of the voices of Obi-Wan Kenobi, Hera Syndulla, Qi'ra and Padme Amidala that they are supporting characters execpt Thrawn and Palpatine that they were only played by Lars Mikkelsen and Ian McDiarmid because they are main antagonists.

And even in italian version, they have differents Italians voices in both animated and movies while the others were dubbed by the same Italians voice but the german, french, spanish and japanese were dubbed by the same voices.

Original version:

Anakin in live action was played by Hayden Christensen and in animated was voice by Matt Lanter

Ezra in live action was played by Mena Massoud and in animated was voice by Taylor Gray

Ahsoka in live action was played by Rosario Dawson and in animated was voice by Ashley Eckstein

Sabine in live action was played by Natasha Liu Bordizzo and in animated was voice by Tiya Sircar

Obi-Wan in live action was played by Ewan McGregor and in animated was voice by James Arnold Taylor

Padme in live Action was played by Natalie Portman and in animated was voice by Catherine Taber

Hera in live action was played by Mary Elizabeth Winstead and in animated was voice by Vanessa Marshall

Qi'ra in live action was played by Emilia Clarke and in animated was voice by Olivia Hack

Thrawn in live action and animated was both played by Lars Mikkelsen

Palpatine in live action and animated Was both played by Ian McDiarmid(since the death of Ian Abercrombie in 2012)

Italian version:

Anakin in live action was dubbed by Francesco Pezzulli and in animated was dubbed by Marco Vivio

Ezra in live action was dubbed by Stefano Broccoletti and in animated was dubbed by Alex Polidori

Ahsoka in live action was dubbed by Laura Romano and in animated was dubbed by Erica Necci

Sabine in live action was dubbed by Rossa Caputo and in animated was dubbed by Maria Letizia Scifoni

Obi-Wan in live action and animated was dubbed by Francesco Bulckaen

Padme in live action and animated was dubbed by Federica De Bortoli

Palpatine in live action was dubbed by Francesco Vairano and animated was dubbed by Carlo Reali and Giancarlo Giannini

Thrawn in live action and animated was dubbed by Mario Cordova(execpted that in Bad Batch and even Darth Vader miniseries was dubbed by Riccardo Niseem Onorato)

Hera in live action was dubbed by Myriam Catania and in animated was dubbed by Stella Musy

Qi'ra in live action and animated was dubbed by Benedetta Ponticelli

The french, german, spanish and japanese are only the version that the main Heroes had the same voice actors

[godstaff]

Who do you think is kinder: Wonder Woman or Lois

You must be effing kidding me:

Diana, of course!!!!

To answer the next questiion you're gonna ask: Why do I thinj Diana is kinder than Lois?

Nothing Wonder Woman does is for her own benefit. She only wishes to make this World a better place than it was the day before.

Everything the reporter does is in pursue of notoriety, awards, recognition. You my say "well, but she risks her life in her quest for truth and justice'". Yeaaaah....about that: Her quest for truth and justice was never her primary goal: she is not interested in truth and justice per se unless she gets to be the first to reveal it to the World in the front page, with her name on it. First in her list of priorities is the scoop. Truth and justice are an added bonus. Besides, the risk is a caculated thing: she always counts with Superman rescuing her if things get difficult.

Diana accepts all three facets of Superman: Superman, Kal-El and Clark Kent. No questions asked nor distinctions.

Lois accepts only the parts of him she's interested on: Clark Kent, who she still considers a hick (after years of knowing his secret), a rustic red neck from Mid America who she loves to call "Smallville" so he won't ever forget his place' Don't you think by now she should find another, less offensive, pet name for her husband? She never payed too much attention to him until she found out he's Superman's alter ego. Clark alien origins don't exists for her. Kal-El doesn't exist for her.

Everybody who knows Diana, loves Diana

Nobody loves Lois, except stupid Clark, but we all know he's a doormat. Lois has no friends, only business or work acquaintances. She uses people for her own gain.

Krypto loves Diana. Clark had a hard time making Krypto tolerate Lois. Pet instincts and opinions on people are important. Whoever has a dog knows this.

Kal can be who he realy is with Diana. He must be constantly walking on eggshells to avoid pissing off Lois, while she does as she pleases all the time. He's a doormat with Lois.

Diana is a warrior and a loving and protective mother in most elseworld stories. Lois is a career woman and a shitty mother. The play, by Carlo Goldoni, Arlequino, Il servitore di due padroni clearly shows us you shouldn't be serving two masters. Lois prioritizes her career, which she loves the most, of course.

Hippolyta would behead him if he hurts her beloved child. General Lane just hates Superman out of fear and bigotry. With a father like that, what would you expect her to become?

[rideretremando]

"La scena di una donna che si masturba con la vibrazione di un telefonino, che stando alla nuova prefazione di Woobinda è l’epitome della scorrettezza del libro, la troviamo non nel deep web ma nei film di Carlo Verdone. Per la mia generazione, che è cresciuta scaricando da eMule le foto di Abu Ghraib e giga di torture, omicidi e incidenti reali disponibili in pochi secondi (un paradiso per ballardiani), che si passava sulle pennette usb A Serbian Film e che adesso è iscritta alle chat gore su Telegram, quella di Woobinda è una violenza in comic sans, inerte, alla lunga noiosa e ripetitiva. Ovviamente non perché siamo così assuefatti al male che ci dimostriamo incapaci di provare un sentimento di ripulsa disgusto sdegno, ma perché anche il male va trattato artisticamente."

Fabrizio Spinelli

[kirliancamera1]

Kirlian Camera leaders Elena Alice Fossi & Angelo Bergamini sitting down below a black-red rose ((which is supposed to have a deeply important esoteric meaning)...). Angelo is turning the pages of a book dedicated to Admiral Carlo Bergamini. Carlo B. was the commander-in-chief of the Italian naval forces during both world wars. A great historical figure. Angelo is supposed to be his great-grandson, although this is never stated, so he'd be an Italian nobleman from a fallen aristocratic family. But it's well known that Angelo doesn’t like to talk and doesn’t flaunt his identity to the four winds... all the more reason why he has now definitively stepped out of the spotlight, devoting himself to music in the studio with his great friend Alice. The fact is that today Kirlian Camera are bigger than ever, even managing to place the last album in the top zones of the official German top 100 charts (Media Control / MTV)  in spite of the decidedly anti-commercial sound and in spite of a certain defamatory campaign against them (they refused to vaccinate and promote activities in favour of the journalist Julian Assange/Wikileaks and against NATO)! More unique than rare in today's music scene.. in which even the vaguest residue of a real alternative to the system has been lost! We feel huge respect for these two REAL ARTISTS! Maybe they realy are aliens...?!? Someone who knows them well has even hazarded such an hypothesis... 👽👽

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F1 MASTERLIST

Here is my f1 masterlist! I only write for certain drivers and my key is given below also Requests are currently closed. Add yourself to my tag list

Angst: ✵

Fluff: ❀

Smut: ✤

Crack: ✭

F1:- Red bull racing:

Max verstappen

We’re meant to be ✵ ❀

Ferrari:

Charles Leclerc

Cinema ✤

One heart broke six hands bloody ✵

But what about us? ✵✤

Carlos sainz

Cinema ✤

Le Reali ❀ ✭

McLaren:

Lando Norris

Our Lost Family ✵

↪️ Reconciliation (part 2) ✵

Cravings ❀

You’re mine ✤

One heart broke six hands bloody ✵

Oscar Piastri

Why are you here? ✵

Mercedes:

George Russell

Lewis Hamilton

But what about us? ✵✤

Alpha Tauri:

Daniel Ricciardo

Alpine:

Pierre Gasly

Aston Martin:

Fernando Alonso

Lance Stroll

Williams:

Logan Sargeant

Others:

Sebastian Vette

Dnf distraction ✤

Unknowsing love ❀ ✵

Liam Lawson

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A volte le cose più reali succedono solo nell'immaginazione. 

Carlos Ruiz Zafón

[deathshallbenomore]

I'll be visiting Torino soon and I saw you post about it before so I wanted to ask, do you have some recommendations that wouldn't be found on a tourist guide? Grazie 💖

hiiiii (or, as the locals would say, cerea <3) :)

first of all, i'm so so happy you're visiting this beautiful city! i hope you'll love it at least half as much as i do (which is a lot. like. a lot)

under the cut!

as for my recommendations, i guess my biggest advice would be to just walk around and let the streets themselves guide you because a) the city centre (as in the very very centre and the neighbourhoods surrounding it) is not that big, so you could set some reference points, go for a long walk, and both see the main attractions and get to have a look at the city herself, b) because it's so worth it, torino really is so beautiful that even walking her streets is an experience by itself, c) torino is probably one of the easiest cities in the world to navigate because it was literally built like this:

in any case, here's a list of my favourite places/spots that oh my god you have to see/things you really need to do*

monte dei cappuccini (+ the church + the friars' back terrace in case they decide to open it to the public); the hill area is also really nice so i warmly suggest you get to the monte on foot

this is a classic, but the gran madre church - piazza vittorio - via po - piazza castello route is a must (and you can do it right after the monte dei cappuccini, to reach the city centre)

castello and parco del valentino (and especially the giardino roccioso) is beautiful (also psss the borgo medievale is fake lol)

close to the valentino, you can take a walk around the san salvario neighbourhood (my beloved) which feels a little bit bohemien and quite vibrant and lively. lots of beautiful churches, lots of interesting architectural styles, Thee synagogue (which you cannot visit, but it's breathtaking even from the outside)

close to piazza castello, the galleria subalpina is BEAUTIFUL and once you've seen it, instead of going back to piazza castello you can go straight to piazza carlo alberto, then piazza carignano and then reach via roma. you know. 'cause they're all beautiful and classy areas of the city centre

another galleria that i really recommend is the galleria san federico, which can take you from via roma to the embarrassingly beautiful piazza san carlo

the quadrilatero romano area might be a bit touristy (bc it's close to piazza castello) but it's so peculiar and i just love taking walks there. feels a bit like paris, but maybe let's not tell the locals. lol

the porta palazzo market is definitely An Experience; bonus points on saturdays and on the 2nd sunday of each month you will find the (gran) balon flea markets. definitely give them a go!

ah of course the mole, but that's like. Top 1 things you should see in torino so;

but! quite close to the mole, in corso san maurizio, go take a look at the "fetta di polenta". it's a building that literally looks like a slice of something

museums, duh

the lungo po is a great location for a lazy walk at sunset :)

for god's sake don't go looking for a pizza and a cappuccino in via po at 4pm but try to find a place that looks genuinely piedmontese because the local cuisine is amazing. you can also find quite a number of "piole" (they're called like that) that are supposed to be quite cheap but very good and "local"

bonus (totally out of context): piazza carlina (I’m so local now that I forgot its real name lol) and giardini reali superiori (if you’re lucky you might find the newly restored extra area open to the public, fingers crossed!)

eat a lot of gianduia, drink good wine and definitely try san simone (thee local amaro) [of course if you're into any of that, ça va sans dire]

just walk. fill your eyes, mind and heart with beauty <3

here’s some pics :)