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ok, but imagine Måneskin as guest at Eurovision and phrase cocaine is on the table

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how bad is it that i'm starting to like this hairstyle??? maybe he looks like a typical Polish Sebix from a block of flats, but...badboys love the most or something like that ;))

This guy I swear

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ykaaar: +27🎉. Never felt so good to be a toy boy😂 Happy bday. Ti Amo❤️ - 03.01.2023

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I rarely speak here, but this is just simply beautiful 

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There's just one thing I hope you know // D.D.

Damiano David x reader

Summary: You are at the filming of the MV for The Loneliest and you can’t stop thinking of what would happen if the love of your life really died.

Warnings: Mentions of death (but no one actually dies, I promise), mentions of a panic attack,  a bit of angst but a sweet ending.

Word Count: 1.4k

A/N: My other favourite man <3. I just want to really stress the fact that I have no idea how music videos are filmed, what the process is etc so a lot of this might be factually inaccurate.

I would really appreciate feedback and engagement. Also, my requests are open.

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Damiano flicked his wet hair at you and placed a sloppy kiss on your cheek before going back to his bandmates and the rest of the filming crew. From the energy on the set, you could tell they were happy with how the filming had gone. Everyone was certain that the final product was going to be absolutely stunning.

You were certain of the fact too. You knew how much hard work Ethan, Vic, Thomas, and Damiano put into everything they did. They would never put out anything that they weren’t 100% happy with. And yet you couldn’t bring yourself to be as happy and cheerful as the rest of them.

‘Just let me get changed, babe, and we can leave in 15 minutes,’ Damiano burst into the tent that was set up for the crew. You plastered on a bright smile and nodded at him.

The smile slipped off your face completely as soon as he turned around to leave.

The truth was, as happy as you were for him, you could not stop thinking about him walking back to the grave, him falling in the water, the fake funeral scene in front of you. The grief on their faces felt so real that it had become difficult to convince yourself that this was all just fiction. That none of this was real.

Taking out a small mirror from your purse, you made sure that your makeup was still in place and that your eyes didn’t look red or puffy.

‘Ready to go?’ Dami came up from behind you. You gave him a small nod and held his hand in yours.

As Dami said his goodbyes to people and led you to the car, he noticed how tightly you held his hand. Not that he was complaining, it was just a bit odd.

‘Want to stop for some gelato on the way?’

‘Sure,’ you mumbled as Damiano was busy reversing the car out of the parking lot. It’s not that he didn’t notice your tone, he just kind of chalked it up to tiredness. Both of you had just spent all day around people after all.

Still he couldn’t help but frown a little when he noticed you staring out the window.

‘Is everything okay?’ he brushed a hand against your cheek.

‘Yeah, yeah,’ you gave him a small smile. ‘Just tired, is all.’

‘So, I was thinking…’

But you had zoned out again, letting the familiar thoughts back in, feeling absolutely pathetic. Damiano was your best friend, the love of your life, if something happened to him…

You shut your eyes, trying to block out the images of the funeral scene, trying to focus on the now, on his voice as he told you that he wanted to try some outrageously weird gelato flavour today. You felt the uncomfortable weight settle over your chest.

Oh god, oh god, please don’t let me have a panic attack here.

‘Actually,’ you interrupted him mid sentence, ‘do you think we can just directly go home? I don’t really feel very well and I am just really tired.’ You fought hard to keep the tremor under control but your voice still broke a little on the last word.

Damiano eyed you careful, ‘Baby, are you sure? Do you want me to pick you up some medicine?’

‘No, that’s not necessary, we have some Neurofen at home.’ You hoped your face was arranged in a believable smile, ‘besides, I just need a nap, I think.’

You hoped the lie was enough to convince him. He was usually so attuned to all your mood, that lying to him was damn near impossible. Damiano took your hand in his, tracing gently circles on it with his thumb, ‘and you’re sure a gelato is not the medicine you need?’

You laughed despite yourself. ‘We will get one later, I promise.’

He gave your hand a little squeeze but you didn’t miss how a small crease had formed between his eyebrows.

You tried not to run out of the car the second he parked it in the driveway. Instead, you forced yourself to take a few deep breaths and then step out. But once the front door shut behind you, it became harder and harder to keep your breathing under control. You ran to the bathroom, shutting it behind you as you cringed at how loud the sound was.

‘Come on, Y/N, get a grip, come on,’ you chanted over and over as if it would do anything.

‘Amore?’ a knock sounded on the bathroom door. Damiano was right outside. ‘Are you okay, Y/N? I’m coming in.’

‘NO!’ you yelled a bit louder than necessary, ‘I’m just grabbing some painkillers.’

‘Fine, I’ll wait for you outside,’ he declared.

You groaned into your hands. You knew he wasn’t going to budge on that and he would wait outside for as long as it took you to step outside.

‘Come on, Y/N, I know something’s up. I need to know what’s going on.’

He was right, you had been cold and distant all day. You owed him at least that much. Gathering up all your courage, you finally unlocked the door.

When Damiano looked at you, his entire face fell. You just looked so unbelievably sad. He gently touched your cheek but you just closed your eyes, taking a deep breath.

Wordlessly, the two of you walked to your bedroom as you prepared a speech in your head. This was going to sound so pathetic when he heard it, you were sure he was going to laugh at you.

‘Okay,’ he spoke once you both sat on the bed, ‘go on.’

‘God, it’s so stupid, Dami. I just–’ your voice broke, ‘I can’t stop thinking about–about what would happen if you–’ the sobs that you had been holding at bay all day finally managed to break free.  

‘Hey, hey, is it something I did?’ Damiano looked so confused and hurt. You managed to take a deep breath and calm yourself a bit.

‘No, you didn’t, I promise,’ you gave his hand a squeeze, ‘the video…I can’t stop thinking about something really happening to you.’

His eyes softened at your whispered confession. ‘Oh, my love…come here,’ he pulled you against his chest, rubbing gentle soothing circles as you let the tears fall once again. ‘Is that what you’ve been thinking about all day?’

You nodded your head, hiding your face in the crook of his neck. ‘I’m so sorry, I know I am just being whiny and emotional. I told you it’s really stupid.’

‘It’s not. If it’s made you this upset, it’s not stupid.’

The two of you sat there in silence just enjoying the closeness of the other.

‘I can’t tell you when I will no longer be on this earth,’ he broke the silence after a while, ‘all I can tell you is that I want to spend that time with you. Be it a week, a year, a decade. I’ll take whatever time I can get with you.’

‘I love you so much,’ you whispered. You didn’t really have an answer for what he had just said. It reminded you of why you had fallen in love with this man in the first place. ‘Can we just stay like this for a while please?’

‘Of course, baby,’ he kissed the top of your head, ‘we can stay like this for as long as you want. And then how about a nice walk around the neighborhood? That always cheers you up!’

You hmmed as he started playing with your hair, ‘and then we can get you that gelato I promised you,’ you replied.

He chuckled in response. Just as your eyes fluttered shut, you heard him whisper in your hair, ‘You are absolutely perfect, my love. Any amount of time I get to spend with you is a privilege.’

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*damiano sings in Neapolitan* even the subs gave up

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They are called the Italian royal couple for a reason 💕

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Could you explain the history/significance behind Coraline? I'm a newer fan who doesn't speak Italian. But it's beautiful and clearly very close/emotional for Damiano. What is the story? I see some people say it's about Giorgia? Thank you for your help.

Alright, since I'm still very emotional after what has happened yesterday, here we go. Let me help you out, or at least try (it came out long so the rest is below)

Let's start from the English translation by Genius

Måneskin - CORALINE

[Intro]

Tell me your truths, Coraline, Coraline

Tell me your truths, Coraline, Coraline

Tell me your truths, Coraline, Coraline

Tell me your truths, Coraline, Coraline

[Verse 1]

Coraline, as beautiful as the sun

Warrior with a zealous heart

Hair like red roses

Those precious copper strings, my love, bring them to me

If you hear bells singing

You'll see Coraline crying

Taking in other people's pain

And then carry it within her

[Bridge]

Coraline, Coraline, tell me your truths

Coraline, Coraline, tell me your truths

Coraline, Coraline, tell me your truths

Coraline, Coraline

[Verse 2]

But she knows the truth

Not everyone can carry on

With their heart split in two halves

It's cold already

She's just a kid, but she feels something weighing on her

And sooner or later she'll break

And people will say "she's worth nothing

She can't even walk out of a miserable door"

But one day, someday, she'll make it

And I told Coraline she's allowed to grow up

Collect her things and leave

But she feels a monster is keeping her in a cage

Covers her path with landmines

And I told Coraline she's allowed to grow up

Collect her things and leave

But Coraline doesn't want to eat, no

Yes, Coraline would rather disappear

[Chorus]

And Coraline cries

Coraline has anxiety

Coraline is longing for the sea, but is afraid of the water

And maybe the sea is inside her

Every word is an axe

A stab in the back

Like a raft sailing a swollen river

And maybe the river is inside her, her

[Verse 3]

I'll be the fire and the cold

A winter shelter

I'll be what you breathe

I'll understand what you hold inside

And I'll be the water you drink

The meaning of good

I'll even be a soldier

Or a light in the evening

I ask for nothing in return

Just a smile

Every little tear of yours is an ocean on my face

And I ask for nothing in return

Just a little time

I'll be a battle banner, a shield

Or your silver sword, and

[Chorus]

And Coraline cries

Coraline has anxiety

Coraline is longing for the sea, but is afraid of the water

And maybe the sea is inside her

Every word is an axe

A stab in the back

Like a raft sailing a swollen river

And maybe the river is inside her, her

[Outro]

And tell me your truths, Coraline, Coraline

Tell me your truths, Coraline, Coraline

Tell me your truths, Coraline, Coraline

Tell me your truths, Coraline, Coraline

Coraline, as beautiful as the sun

She lost the fruit of her womb

She never knew love

She has a father who's nothing like a father

They told her there's a castle in town

With such strong walls

That if you move in

Nothing will ever hurt you again

Nothing will ever hurt you again

This song always seemed special to Damiano, more then the other members of the band, yet we never knew why, untill he finally confirmed it today.

It tells a story of a girl who was very hurt, suffering in many ways. It's about wanting to protect and save this girl from the cruel world and taking the pain from her instead.

Damiano said once in some interview that it's a song about a girl which they/he knew and that her story ended in a tragic way. Yet many of us thought that it might be about Gio, his girlfriend, who is vocal about struggling with mental health as well as chronic illnesses and has a tattoo with a name "Coraline" (let's not speculate about other aspects of the song and her life).

Today he has confirmed what we thought all along. This song is about her, yesterday in Sanremo he sang it while looking at her which broke my heart. (I also remember him crying during performance in Poland, she wasn't with him that day because she had a surgery in Italy.)

I think it was especially powerful yesterday because of the latest hate that Gio has been facing, how much she's been through this year, and that he was able to sing about her story in a place so special for all of them as Sanremo, where their life changed a year ago.

It's a beautiful ballad about loving someone so deeply that you want to take their pain away and suffer instead of them, about a deeply unhappy girl, unable to set herself free from what's causing her pain. It's heartbreaking and makes me as well as many other people cry. It's magical how everytime he they perform this song, Damiano pours his soul in it.

It's a true masterpiece.

Here is a performance in case you need to cry again

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Måneskin - Zitti e buoni - Sanremo 2022 (01.02.2022)

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ok, so which one is true

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Måneskin performing Le parole lontane in X Factor Italy (31.10.2019)

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😘

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I really hope that all the dumb cunts from Twitter, and not only, are proud of themselves. Fuck you guys

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Ozzy And Jack’s World Detour S02E08

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teahacic: With the italian royal family @giorgiasoleri_ @ykaaar