#castello family

[luckywolfsbane]

Roman: Hey, Lyr.

Lyris: Yes, person I barely know?

Roman: First of all, ouch.

#the islandian chronicles #side chats #lyris valorios #roman castello #only friends and family can call her that #assuming this aside would be around chapter 2 #he wouldn't have that right yet

[robertshoot]

Cosplayer: Dayra

#Cosplay #Dayra #Yor Forger #Spy X Family #Castello di Gropparello #Castelli del Ducato #Robert Skayal

[wordsbyrian]

Good with Kids - Alexia x Reader

Summary: Alexia and R go to see R's family in Valencia over the holiday break.

A/N: This was requested by a Anon who wished to see Alexia and R interacting with a neice or something like that.

The locker room of Barcelona’s women's team is chaotic on a good day but today, the last day of training before the holiday break, made a typical day look tame.

Training had just finished and the noise level was incredible as everyone spoke at the same time discussing their holiday plans.

You, however, are content to just sit and watch it happen more than used to the amount of noise your teammates can make at any given moment.

Your teammates on the other hand aren’t just going to let you sit in your locker you realize as you’re pulled to your feet by Patri and Mariona.

“Y/N/N, smile,” Patri says, wiggling your arms in an attempt to make you dance.

“I am smiling,” you say, plastering a fake grin onto your face, “I just don’t feel like dancing, I’m tired.”

As soon as the words come out of your mouth, the volume of the speaker decreases dramatically.

“Thank you,” you say, going back to your locker to finish gathering your things.

“You know, Y/N, you’re the only one who hasn’t told everyone what you’re doing over the break,” Mapi shouts from across the room.

“I haven’t told you because the last thing I want is you showing up and causing havoc Leon,” you reply, not hearing the locker room door open.

“Y/N/N be nice.”

You hear your girlfriend before you see her, she’s finally made it back to the changing room after having hung back to speak with Jona.

“Yea, Y/N/N, be nice,” Mapi mimics.

“Leon, you can take it nice and shove it up,” you’re cut off by a hand covering your mouth.

The body it’s attached to is your girlfriend’s and she's practically shouting ‘why can’t you just do as you’re told?’.

From across the room, you can hear Mapi snickering but out of the corner of your eye, you can see Ingrid shoot her a look that shuts her up.

“Well now that both of the clowns are in trouble,” Pina begins, “Ale, can you please tell us what Y/N is doing for the holidays.”

There’s a slight whine to her voice and you groan, tossing your head back because you know that Alexia will cave, everyone does when it comes to Pina.

“We’re going to see her family in Castello,” she says, finally removing her hand and heading to her own locker to gather her belongings.

“Wait we,” Aitana questions, “I thought you said that you were going on a trip with your mom and sister.”

“It’s the same trip Tana, they’re going to see the in-laws,” Mapi says, barely dodging the dirty sock you fling across the room, “Love you too, Y/N.”

“I think I’ll miss you the least,” you say, knowing that you’re lying through your teeth and everyone else knows it too.

You and Mapi are partners in crime most days and the two of you will probably spend a good chunk of the break texting about your next prank.

Eventually, everyone begins to make their way out of the locker room and to their apartments and homes, off to enjoy their short breaks.

Two days and one long car journey later, you and the Putellas women are all sitting in the living room of your mom’s house waiting for your brother to arrive with his wife and children.

“Mami, I thought you said Chimo was supposed to be here by now,” you say, slightly whining.

“Calmat, Y/N/N, I know you're excited to meet the new baby but you can’t ask me every five minutes,” your mom replies exasperatedly.

“No offense to baby Pepo but I have no interest in seeing him until does things other than sleep all day, I just want to see my mini-me.” This gets you a solid glare from your mother but it gets laughs from Ale and Alba so you can’t find it within yourself to care.

Chimo and his family do eventually arrive and you rush to the door to greet them.

“Valeria,” you say, picking up the 5-year-old. Quickly remembering your manners you greet the others before turning your attention back to your niece, “Val, mi sol, how are you?”

“Bien,” she says, wiggling in your arms, “Did you bring Ale?”

“Si, she’s in the living room.” Before you can even fully finish your sentence, Valeria has squirmed her way out of your arms and is running into the living room.

“That’s brutal,” your brother says, “Want to help me grab the bags.”

Rolling your eyes, you tell him that you can handle it, before going to grab their stuff and put it in his room.

When you come back down you aren’t surprised to see everyone but ALexia and Valeria fawning over the baby.

The two of them are sitting in the corner talking about everything that has happened since they saw each other 3 weeks ago. The 5-year-old apparently had a very interesting few weeks at school.

You on the other hand are perfectly content to sit back and watch everyone interact, at least that’s what you planned to do until Vanessa and Alba sit down on either side of you.

“Do you always watch Alexia with such massive heart eyes,” your sister-in-law asks.

“She does,” Alba says before you have a chance to answer, “She also follows her around like a lovesick puppy. Isn’t that right, Y/N/N?”

Trying to ignore the way your cheeks are heating up, you glare at Alba hoping she gets the hint to leave you alone.

She doesn’t.

“The real question is whether you’re more jealous of Ale for stealing your niece or your niece for stealing Ale,” she asks to the amusement of your sister-in-law.

“Look at her face, the answer is neither Y/N’s so in love right now that she’s imagining having kids with your sister,” Vanessa says, nudging you slightly.

Rolling your eyes, you get up and leave the room hoping to escape the unwanted, but true, teasing.

You find yourself in the kitchen digging through the pantry knowing that you stashed away some of your favorite snacks the last time you were here.

You’re so stuck in your head that you don’t even realize someone else has entered the space until a pair of arms wind themselves around your waist and a kiss is placed on the back of your shoulder.

Turning around, you’re not surprised when Alexia drops her head to your chest.

“Vali has more energy every time I see her,” she mumbles against you.

Laughing slightly, you kiss her head before responding, “Chimo and Vanessa let her nap on the way here; I think they do it on purpose to torture us.”

“Speaking of torture,” she says, very subtly trying to change the subject, “What did Alba say to make you leave like your ass was on fire?”

“Nothing special, they were just making fun of the way I looked while watching you with Vali.”

“Oh, really? And how did you look while watching us?”

“Like it was the best thing I’d ever seen,” you say, looking deep into her eyes.

Before she has a chance to respond, you hear your mom yelling about how you better not be in there ruining your appetite, it’s closely followed by a loud comment from your brother about how that’s not the appetite you’re trying to sate at the moment.

You and Ale share a glance knowing that you’re not finished with the conversation.

Except you don’t ever get to finish the conversation, as the next few days are filled with the chaos that comes with big family gatherings.

Even right now, when you should be sleeping, you’re standing in the kitchen making hot chocolate because Valeria woke you up saying she had a nightmare that ‘only tia can fix.’

So there you are in the kitchen, swaying to nonexistent music, holding your niece hoping that she’ll go back to sleep without the hot drink, even though you know it’s unlikely.

Looking at the pot you realize that you're going to have to put her down to pour the drinks.

That happens without issue, it isn’t until the two of you are sitting next to each other that she tells you what’s wrong.

“Tia,” she says softly, “when you and Ale have kids are you still going to love me?”

Slightly shocked it takes you a minute to respond.

“Valeria Dolores, I will never stop loving you,” you say, turning to make sure she’s looking at you. “It doesn’t matter how far away I live or how many kids I have, you will always be mi sol, comprende.”

“Pero.”

You cut her off, “But nothing, where did you even get the idea that Alexia and I are having kids from?”

“Abuelita told Eli that you looked at Ale like you wanted her to have your kids.”

“Clearly, every adult in this house needs to be more careful about what they say around you, Vali,” you say, shaking your head at your mother’s carelessness. “Sometimes adults, especially abuelitas, say things without remembering that kids are around. Besides, I have to get Ale to agree to marry me before we even think about having kids.”

“Ok,” she says, seemingly dropping the subject and continuing to sip her hot chocolate.

20 minutes later, you find yourself carrying her into the room you’re sharing with Alexia. Where you’re surprised to see your girlfriend awake and scrolling on her phone.

“What are you doing up,” you ask, placing Valeria in the center of the bed, not even shocked when she immediately curls into Alexia’s side.

“You weren’t in bed,” she responds, “I thought her parents were trying to get her to spend the entire night in her own bed.”

“Eh, Chimo’s not the boss of me; besides she would be in here in a few hours asking to open presents, I’ve bought everyone at least an hour this way,” you say, climbing in yourself.

“You’re very good with her. I heard what you told her in the kitchen.”

You blush slightly, “How much did you hear?”

“Enough to know that I will say yes whenever you’re ready to ask me,” she says leaning over to kiss you softly before laying down, “Bon Nadal, mi amor.”

“Bon Nadal.”

#woso imagine #womens soccer #woso fanfics #woso x reader #alexia putellas x reader #alexia putellas imagine #alexia putellas #espwnt imagine #espwnt x reader

[blue-aconite]

There Will Be Blood - A Top Gun Maverick Mafia!AU

Pairing: Bradley Bradshaw x OC, Jake Seresin x OC

Summary: Ava Castello always knew she was going to end up marrying Bradley Bradshaw. She knew it from the moment she overheard her parents fighting in the kitchen at 3am when she was 10 years old. After that it had been set in stone and honestly, it wasn’t that bad. 

Bradley was easy on the eyes and despite the ruthless name he’d made from himself as Nick’s heir, he was always kind and polite whenever he and Ava were in the same shared space. She could think of cruller men to be betrothed to. 

She knew that their marriage would be a way for her family to get out of the debt the owed the Bradshaw family and she was fine with paying the price. She’d be safe and looked after as Bradley’s wife.

But after a whirlwind of a night, Ava ends up at the Seresin estate, the last place she should be at. The shared hatred between the Bradshaw’s and Serein’s is no secret and their constant fight for control over the city has taken many lives and years. 

After Jake saves her life that night, Ava knows she owes him a debt. And that debt might come with too high a price.

The Girl in the Creek - A Top Gun Maverick AU

Pairing: Jake Seresin x ?

Summary: Sheriff Manfred Johnson gets the call at 7am on a Sunday morning. A jogger has found a body in the woods, out by the creek. So much for his quiet morning.

It's no secret that the creek is a popular hangout for the town's teenagers. After interviewing several witnesses, who aren't much help, the sheriff department rules the incident as accidental drowning. To placate the distraught family, the creek is closed to the public to avoid further accidents.

The newspapers name the case "The Girl in the Creek" and it sticks.

Everyone says that his sister drowned, that she was drunk and fell into the creek and the people around her were too drunk to help. Everyone says it was an accident.

But Jake knows something else happened that night. He just knows it.

25 years after his sister's death, Jake decides to find out what really happened that night. He's a detective now, he's got more solved cases on the force than anyone else.

With the help of friends and family, Jake is determined to find out the truth. There's so many unanswered questions.  And the most intriguing one of all, what really happened to the girl in the creek?

In The Deep - A Top Gun Maverick Mermaid!AU

Pairing: Jake Seresin x reader

Summary: Everyone knew the stories. During the summers, it was all your town thrived on. The local legends brought a swarm of tourists each season, all of them searching for what you believed to be absolute bullshit. 

Vessels overturned in the middle of a calm day, sailors abandoning post and jumping into the water for unexplainable reasons. A faint song in the evening breeze, heard by only those meant to. Beautiful yet terrifying creatures roaming the deepest parts of the ocean. Sharp fangs and enchanting eyes, shimmering tails and a deadly song. 

Those were the stories your grandfather and father had fed you your entire life. But growing up in a coastal town with parents who all but worked on a boat all day long, you know better. You’ve never even seen anything remotely close to a resemblance of the creature, so you don’t understand how the legends fascinate anyone.

“Don’t stare at your reflection for too long, ma cherie. Or the creatures might lure you into the water, never to be seen again.” That was your grandfather’s warning each time you went out on the ocean. You’ve always scoffed and ignored it but this time it feels different. This time, his warning stays with you as you watch the clouds roll in and the waves grow bolder. What if there’s really something down there? And if there is, what is it?

Sharpest Blade, Gentle Breeze - A Top Gun Maverick Hunger Games!AU

Pairing: Jake Seresin x reader

Summary: After winning the 79th Hunger Games, your life changed completely. The Capitol loved you. The people loved you. You’re the first tribute in years from District 1 that didn’t volunteer to enter the games. 

With the 80th games looming on the horizon, President Simpson decides that the tributes will be reaped from the existing pool of victors from each district. 

Thrown into a war with deadly consequences, you’re not sure who to trust. You’re paired up with victors deemed as the best of the best, forming an unlikely alliance. 

While on the outside of the arena, an uprising is brewing, your mentor doing whatever he can to make sure you make it back home. To him.

Swords and Smoke - A Top Gun Maverick Royal AU

Pairing: Jake Seresin x OC

Summary: King Nicholas II and his wife Queen Carol were blessed with not one but two strong and healthy boys born within the year from each other.

Bradley came first, a true winter child, born to follow in his father's footsteps and ascend the throne when the time was right. A true heir to his father's kingdom.

Then there was Jacob, who was happy to be second in line. None of the heavy responsibilities on his shoulder, happy to be an advisor to his older brother. He knew he one day would have to shoulder being the right hand man during his brother's rule but it never bothered him.

When their parents arrange for Bradley to wed the Princess of one of their allied kingdoms, Bradley is devastated. While he knows his duty, he's deeply in love with one of his mother's handmaidens, Natasha.

Jacob decides to help his brother out, and offers himself to take Bradley's place. He's not the heir, but being the second born of the most powerful king in the South is quite the feat. Surely it would be enough.

Jake soon realises he’s thrown into more than just an arranged marriage, suddenly caught in a deadly spiral with an outcome no one is ready for.

#fe writes #upcoming projects #fic: there will be blood #fic: in the deep #fic: the girl in the creek #fic: sharpest blade gentle breeze #jake seresin x oc #bradley bradshaw x oc #jake seresin x reader #hangman x oc #rooster x oc #hangman x reader #fic: swords and smoke

[vestaignis]

Саммеццано — красивейший замок Италии. Sammezzano is the most beautiful castle in Italy.

Замок Саммеццано (Castello di Sammezzano), расположенный в регионе Тоскана, на территории коммуны Реджелло, на окраине Флоренции и рядом с городком Леччио (Leccio) (Италия).Замок был построен в 780 году и за долгое своё существование принадлежал многим знатным семьям.

Имение Саммеццано до 1488 года принадлежало флорентийской семье Гуалтьеротти, затем усадьбой завладели Биндо Альтовити и Джованни де Медичи. В 1564 году великий князь Козимо I установил вето на охоту и ловлю рыбы на обширной территории, прилегающей к замку, а заем преподнес в дар имение своему сыну Фердинанду, будущему великому герцогу Тосканы.

В начале XVII века усадьба была куплена королем Хименеcом Арагонским, а затем в 1816 перешла по наследству к семье Панчиатики в 1816. Именно маркиз Фердинандо Панчиатики Хименес Арагонский между 1853 и 1889 затеял реконструкцию усадьбы в необычный и привлекательный замок, выполненный в мавританском стиле, увлеченный восточным искусством, получившим широкое распространение в Западном Средиземноморье между концом одиннадцатого пятнадцатого века. Если ��асад замка Саммеццано напоминает индийский мавзолей Тадж-Махал, то его внутренние украшения навеяны дворцом Альгамбра в Гранаде. Многочисленные и все абсолютно разные залы замка поражают роскошью отделки: среди них выделяются Павлиний зал , Зеркальный зал, зал Лилий, Белый зал и небольшая часовня, поражающие взгляд невероятным сочетанием ярких цветов. Всего замок насчитывает 365 комнат, по одной на один день года.

На сегодня, как ни прискорбно об этом говорить, роскошный замок Саммеццано продолжает пребывать в состоянии заброшенности. Формально замок находится в фазе реставрации, однако фактически работы в замке не ведутся.О нём заботятся волонтёры, и экскурсии в нём проводятся крайне редко.

Sammezzano Castle (Castello di Sammezzano), located in the Tuscany region, in the territory of the commune of Reggello, on the outskirts of Florence and near the town of Leccio (Italy). The castle was built in 780 and over its long existence belonged to many noble families. The Sammezzano estate belonged to the Florentine Gualtierotti family until 1488, then Bindo Altoviti and Giovanni de' Medici took possession of the estate. In 1564, Grand Duke Cosimo I vetoed hunting and fishing in the vast area surrounding the castle, and a loan gifted the estate to his son Ferdinand, the future Grand Duke of Tuscany.

At the beginning of the 17th century, the estate was purchased by King Jimenez of Aragon, and then in 1816 it was inherited by the Panciatici family in 1816. It was the Marquis Ferdinando Panciatici Jimenez of Aragon, between 1853 and 1889, who began the reconstruction of the estate into an unusual and attractive castle, made in the Moorish style, fascinated by the oriental an art that became widespread in the Western Mediterranean between the end of the eleventh and fifteenth centuries.

If the façade of Sammezzano Castle is reminiscent of the Indian mausoleum of the Taj Mahal, its interior decorations are inspired by the Alhambra Palace in Granada. The numerous and all completely different halls of the castle amaze with the luxury of decoration: among them, the Peacock Hall, the Hall of Mirrors, the Hall of Lilies, the White Hall and a small chapel stand out, striking the eye with an incredible combination of bright colors. In total, the castle has 365 rooms, one for each day of the year.

Today, no matter how sad it is to say, the luxurious Sammezzano Castle continues to be abandoned. Formally, the castle is in the restoration phase, but in fact no work is being carried out in the castle. Volunteers take care of it, and excursions are held extremely rarely.

Источник: http://italia-ru.com/page/zamok-sammetstsano-mavritanskii-oazis-serdtse-renessansnoi-toskany,

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//italy4.me/toscana/castello-di-sammezzano.html,,

//zagge.ru/sammeccano-krasivejshij-zamok-italii/,

www.mirkrasiv.ru/articles/zamok-samecano-castello-di-sammezzano-toskana-italija.html/

#Италия #история #Заброшенное #заброшенные места #замок #Саммеццано #маркиз Фердинандо #экскурсии #архитектура #фотография #Italy #history #Tuscany #abandoned #Architecture #medieval #castle #Sammezzano #Marquis Ferdinando #excursions #abandonedplaces #abandonedbuilding #abandoned photography #lost in time #photography

[crispyjenkins]

savage price of piety "crispy has lost control of their life again" celebration sneak peek

okay here's one from one of my favorite things i've ever written, which isn't actually posted yet, but everything for it so far is tagged with #savage price and is linked on my fic masterlist, which is my pinned post! (mostly gen but with a surprise rarepair, time travel/reincarnation, found family, william miles’ a+ parenting, accidental subterfuge, desmond goes by miles mostly, inspired by study of flight by @esamastation but with a twist!, only somewhat historically accurate swears)

  But it’s Ezio that broaches the subject, Leonardo having had to return to his studio so as not to upset said city’s patrons,

  “Were you raised in Castello Tarazed?”

  ... What.

  Desmond stares at him in bemusement, wondering how the fuck he knew anything about that, and also why that’s the first thing he’s asking him. Isn’t he curious about Desmond’s father? Don’t he and Leonardo already have a theory on his relation to the Auditore?

  Ezio doesn’t elaborate, crossing his arms as he leans against the support of the rooftop loggia Desmond had been taking a break in, rough-spun sheeting pulled aside to let the sunlight in. Back-lit as he is, Ezio’s expression is even harder to see with the hood, though Desmond isn’t sure he’d have been able to actually read it even if he could.

  After another minute of blinking at each other, Desmond slowly asks, “What?” and no, he isn’t thrilled when it gets a fond little uptick of Ezio’s mouth, pulling at their shared scar.

  “Castello Tarazed,” he repeats, with a nod upriver towards the area of Rome it’s in, the rione that’s been known as Borga for... a very long time. It was even still called that in the 21st century, if Desmond is remembering one of Shaun’s rambling info-dumps right.

  They can almost see it from the Island, situated right at the bend of the Tiber that stretches between the Vatican and the Castel Sant’Angelo, and though they can see said castel from where they are right now, they are too far away to pick Desmond’s old home out from the skyline.

  Desmond licks his dry lips and glances away, before forcing himself to look back. “It’s been abandoned for years,” is what he says, though he isn’t sure why. His time in the Castel Sant’Angelo wasn’t great, he’ll admit, but the years before that with a man that raised his sons like Bill Miles did...

  When he’s thought about revealing everything to the remaining Auditore, of explaining his life in the future, he’d never once considered telling them about this.

  Standing over him, Ezio hums thoughtfully and unpins Desmond from his gaze, surely aware of his discomfort. “Eight years, yes. Locals say it’s haunted.”

  Suddenly Desmond can’t feel his fingers. His right arm. The back of his head where it used to be cradled by the Animus.

  “The tenders of the nearby Frisian Schola who were around that long ago claim everyone on the grounds of Tarazed was killed in a single night, but someone powerful covered it all up to avoid the scandal, and then never sold or gave the property away.”  

Why is he asking this, why is he phrasing it like this, why doesn’t he just accuse Desmond like everyone else—?

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#crispy writes #savage price #absolutely do NOT think about the timeline i beg you #i am Gay and Tired #title from poor isaac by the airborne toxic event #which was my second most-listened-to song last year #anyway i'm trying to commit to finsihing long fic before i start uploading them which is why i haven't posted this one yet #even though i'd tie myself to a train track to talk about it #not star wars #yoinking some tags from the last posts: #this whole fic is based on the trope of time travel des not knowing how to lie for shit and people making assumptions (à la study of flight #except their assumptions turn out to be mostly right #des isn't ezio's kid tho 👀

[venomizedstar]

Now everyone is talking about one Ordem Paranormal Spin Off bc of Richalyson, so I'm going to explain this season before get into the other ones.

O Segredo na Ilha (The Secret in the Island) is the first spin off of Ordem Paranormal, the characters are: Milo and Miguel Castello (played by Matt), Amelie Florence (played my Beamom), Oliver Florence (played by Goularte), Bárbara Lima (played by Bagi), and Wanderley Nascimento (played by Rakin).

The season takes place in Tipora Island, an isolated island which has a mansion built by a painter who mysteriously disappeared.

An art appraiser is hired to spend a few days at the mansion and look for valuable paintings and decide to bring his family.

Im going to share a lot of spoilers after this

This season have 8 episodes, I'm not going to explain EVERYTHING, but I will try my best to help you understand.

Introducing the characters:

Amelie Florence is a university student, is 23 years old and is 1,90 (6'2" I think). She pretends to have a French accent to get her father's (a french man) attention and approval.

Olivier Florence is Amelie's younger brother, also an university student, and is 20 years old. He doesn't talk much, always dressed in dark clothes.

Milo Castello is one of the inhabitants of the island and works as a fisherman with his dad, is 20 years old and 1,70 (5'5" I think). Has a twin (Miguel) brother who, in reality is himself.

Bárbara Lima is also one of the inhabitants of the island and Miguel/Milo's childhood friend, is 21 years old. She lives near the painter's mansion with her mother.

Wanderley Nascimento de Jesus Maria is an order agent, a tall, bald man. He came to help his friend, Cavalcante.

These are the players (plus Cellbit) in their character's cosplay, if you want I can talk about them later too! Their names, in the order, are: Goularte, Beamom, Bagi, Cellbit, Matt and Rakin.

But now... Its time to talk about the episodes!

Amelie and Oliver arrive in the island with their parents and Cavalcante Bueno, thinking that the island was some kind of Paradise Island. They meet Barbara and Milo and they go to the mansion together and everyone start to search the place, choosing their bedrooms, etc. Later, Milo and Olivier are going to buy things for dinner while Barbara and Amelie stay in the mansion, "cleaning" the house. Some things happen in each place, but the real chaos begin when everyone is back together: they find some things about the painter being a murder and killing his own wife and some things about his paintings, then Amelie goes alone to one of the paintings they found and start to hallucinate about the wife. Olivier helps his sister before she goes crazy and then Milo and Barbara went to Barbara's house to sleep, while Olivier takes the extra mattress to his room, as she was afraid to sleep alone;

The next day, after having breakfast, everyone goes to the beach. Some animals attack them and then they go to a barbecue. Later a man shows up in the barbecue, kinda crazy and calling for his "Titio Constantino". Some time after this everyone went back to the mansion, with Olivier and Amelie sleeping in Oliver's bedroom and Barbara and Milo sleeping in Barbara's again. In the middle of the night they listen some weird noises but stay in the bedrooms. Milo has a nightmare about his brother;

Im going to let you watch the other episodes bc I don't have the brain to resume everything BUT I can translate each episode' official synopsis now:

"Tipora": The island of Tipora welcomes a family led by the father, an art appraiser who heads towards the mansion of a famous painter who disappeared a long time ago without a trace. Several secrets and mysteries await this Family inside the mansion that remained closed for so many years;

"Praia/Beach": The Florences decide to take advantage of the day to relax a little on Tipora Beach. But a wild incident, a village get-together and an island-wide secret promise to turn the day upside down;

"Pavor/Dread": Amelie, Barbara, Milo and Olivier get together again to continue investigating the history of the Moretti mansion. However, the arrival of the New real estate agent, Amora's disappearance and a tragic event on the beach could scare them for the rest of their lives;

"Pesadelo/Nightmare": Tormenting nightmares, shocking revelations during a rally and further investigations into the case of Constantino and Noralma leave Amelie, Barbara, Milo, Olivier and Wanderley curious about the secrets of everyone on the island;

"Penhasco/Cliff": The bell is getting louder. Amelie, Barbara, Milo, Olivier and Wanderley team up to find out more about the mysteries that surround the Moretti Mansion. However, paranormal Animals, a revealing picture and a lot of blood spilled will make them question their own emotions and what to do from now on;

"Profecia/Prophecy": Everyone will die tomorrow. Amelie, Barbara, Milo, Olivier and Wanderley Race against time to unravel the remaining mysteries of the Moretti Mansion and the island before the mysterious creature from the paintings consumes everything and everyone;

"Prosopagnosia": After intensive training, Amelie, Barbara, Milo, Olivier and Wanderley prepare to discover what is hidden on the third floor. And the answer to everything that happens on this island reminds them again that true art is just a reflection of the feelings - or lack thereof - of those who contemplate it;

"Florence": The creature is real. The island of Tipora appreciates the true art of Barnabas while Amelie, Barbara, Milo, Olivier and Wanderley use their last strength to be able to fight it. However, one last secret of this island needs to be investigated.

These are the official arts of each episode! The last two are both of the last episode.

Elements | Classes | Teams

#qsmp #ordem paranormal #cellbit

[h-o-timeline]

An old picture of Olivia and her ex-husband Tao Ruspoli at Castello di Balthus, in Viterbo, circa 2003.

Tao is the son of Alessandro "Dado" Ruspoli, 9th Prince of Cerveteri, an Italian aristocrat (and playboy) who allegedly served as inspiration for Marcello Mastroianni's character in La Dolce Vita.

Tao and Olivia had three weddings. The first one in California (in a school bus) and then in Virginia, at her parent's farm, and Italy, at his family's castle.

#a very Italian throwback #i wonder if she speaks italian #🧐 #olivia wilde

[charlesreeza]

15th century Certosina wedding casket of inlaid ebony and carved bone from the Embriachi workshop of northern Italy

Museo Civico al Castello Ursino - Catania, Sicily

Baldassare Embriachi was a wealthy merchant with political connections who recognized that there was a market for fancy boxes to be used by princes, noblemen, or any young man with money to spare as gifts for their brides-to-be. The presentation of a marriage casket came after the legal and financial negotiations for a wedding between affluent families, but before the marriage itself. As part of the courtship, the impressive box containing symbolic gifts would be carried to the bride's house and given to the young lady by a small child on behalf of the young man.

Apparently wedding customs have always been as ridiculous as they are today.

Photos by Charles Reeza

#renaissance art #Italy #naked boys with wings #courtship rituals #inlaid wood

[deaconjohn1987]

#st. margaret of castello

[vulnaviasims]

Castello di Windenburg - Windenburg

we already know who lives here: the Villareal family. And where to let them live if not in a real castle?

it is a challenging building, and I have tried to make it as detailed as possible

there are many bedrooms and amenities, such as hot springs!

and these are the new Villareals

it's a very rich family, who knows if some sim will be able to grab Jacques' love and all his possessions?

I hope you like it!

find everything in my save file here

see you next time!

#villareal #jacques villareal #max villareal #villareal makeover #hugo villareal #villareal castle #villareal manor #villareal family #vulnaviasims save #vulnaviasims save file #vulnaviasims #the sims save file #the sims community #the sims screenshots #the sims 4 #ts4 download #ts4dowload #ts4 #the sims build #the sims 4 save file #savefile #save file

[robertshoot]

Cosplayer: Dayra

#Cosplay #Dayra #Yor Forger #Spy X Family #Castello di Gropparello #Castelli del Ducato #Robert Skayal

[tomtenadia]

Meet the Whitethorns - An ALB outtake

Here I am again to the world of ALB. I honestly miss the gang at east station pretty badly. For a wee while I have been working on some outtakes and this is the first one. It’s set three months after their wedding. This is a 6.8k monster with Rowaelin honeymoon in Wendlyn.  A few notes: In modern AUs my Rowaelin first girl is called Maya. I did a bit of research for this fic and apparently in Maori culture it means bravery, courage and well...now I think the name is even more perfect.

Secondly, they visit Mistward and in my head I have an exact image of how it looks like. There’s a castle in Italy near Genova. this place is called CASTELLO DELLA PIETRA the stone castle and this is Mistward for me.

Enjoy ❤️

“Why can’t we fly like all normal human beings is beyond me,” Aelin closed up her hiking backpack and turned to her husband who was finishing preparing the few bags needed for their trip.

They had three weeks of honeymoon and had decided to go to Doranelle and meet his family. She had been excited. Alas, her hubby refused the idea of flying commercial so they were going to drive to Rifthold, take a ferry to Varese for the six hours trip and then drive all the way to Doranelle. His excuse was that she was pregnant and she might find driving more comfortable. Aelin knew better. As an ex airforce pilot he could not suffer having other people flying and he did not trust commercial pilots. So in the end she had caved. It was going to be two long days on the road, but they had an hotel booked in Varese for the night.

“I am not trusting the life of my pregnant wife in the hands of one of them,” his strong hand slid on her hips and moved at the front on her baby bump. They had been married for three months already and they had to wait a bit before going away. Aelin was going to take officially over at the academy after the honeymoon. Until that point she did a lot of training with chief O’ Neill and had spent her days learning the ropes of her new job. She was excited. Stepping down as captain had been hard, her team had organised her a big shindig on her last day and at the same time she had appointed Manon as her successor. Asterin was going for the lieutenant exam so that she could then take over on truck. Luca had officially transferred to hazmat and they were now looking for a new candidate.

“Liar. You hate commercial pilots.”

He kissed her neck “Come on fireheart, stop stalling.”

He grabbed all the bags and started walking towards the door. They were still getting used to their new house. Actually, they were still getting used to being married. Aelin still had a flutter in her stomach whenever she referred to him as her husband. It still felt so unreal. They were married and they were going to have a baby too. A deep grin broke on her face.

“Wait for me, buzzard, you cannot leave without your trusted navigator.”

His laughter echoed from outside. She grabbed her small backpack and locked the door behind her and joined him.

“Go in the car, I am done here.”

She took a seat and adjusted the special seat belt adapter that he had bought for her. Apparently he had done extensive research and had found the safest way for her to wear a belt without risking hurting the baby. 

“Here I am, the bag with the snacks is behind you,” he placed the two water bottles in the cup holders in the middle “and plenty of water.”

Aelin leaned towards him and kissed Rowan on his lips “what type of music do you want?”

“Rock?”

Aelin connected her phone to the car’s bluetooth and started the music while Rowan fiddled with the sat nav.

“Let’s go, fireheart.”

*

They arrived at the ferry terminal in Rifthold three hours later. They had stopped a few times to allow Aelin to stretch her legs and have small food breaks. The ferry terminal for Varese was in the south of the city and it was massive. It had a lot of destinations. Rowan followed the signs for the ferry to Varese and queued with all the other cars. They had arrived early and they could now relax.

“Have you updated your uncle?”

“Yes, they are expecting us. Our cottage is ready and told me that they will keep the family at bay for a couple of days so we can adjusted first.”

Aelin patted his leg “I want to meet your grandma. They stew lady.”

Rowan laughed “Grandma Ciara will love to cook for you.”

She turned to him and kissed his jaw “thank you for doing this.”

He chuckled “I love the idea of showing off my wife.”

Twenty minutes later the cars in front of them started to move and they knew they had finally started loading the vehicles.

Aelin was excited.

“See? The ferry is far more fun than the plane.”

“The jury is still out.”

Car deck crew directed them to where to park and Rowan followed the instructions. Once settled, he got ready “just grab the small backpack.”

Aelin got out and he grabbed his hand.

Once on board, Aelin dragged him on the outer deck. It was July and it was a beautiful summer day. Her hoodie was tied around her waist, she had her TFD baseball cap and sunglasses. They walked stern of the ship and Rowan was fascinated by the loading operations. Aelin, leaned against the rail at his side, her head gently against his shoulder. As on instinct Rowan’s arm went behind her back and pulled her closer.

“Is the weather going to be nice in Doranelle?”

Rowan nodded “yes, uncle says they are having a great summer. They are very much inland but he has prepared the swimming pool.”

She looked at him and smiled brightly “can we have some lazy days in the pool?”

He kissed her head “of course, we are not going to explore everyday.”

She squealed “I have a new bikini.”

“Fireheart, we are guests, do not scandalise my family.”

She buried her face in her husband’s chest “I am five months pregnant, I am getting fat and horrible, I can’t afford anymore tiny bikinis.”

Rowan groaned. No matter how much he kept repeating her that he still found her attractive and no matter how much he showed her at night, she still did not believe him.

“You are gorgeous.”

She scoffed loudly.

His hand landed on her bump and caressed it gently “I love all of this. You are carrying our child. You are stunning. Our girl agrees.”

They had discovered the previous week that they were going to have a girl. Rowan had been over the moon and Elide had told her he had showed up at the firehouse with the picture of her scan and attached it to the fridge with pride. 

The safety announcement over the tannoy broke the silence and they watched the stern ramp closing and felt the engines becoming alive.

Soon the ropes were removed and the boat pushed away from the pier.

Rowan pushed Aelin to one of the chairs and they both sat down enjoying the sun and watching the city slowly disappear.

“As soon as we loose sight of Rifthold, there is nothing but sea for a few hours, we might want to go inside, it will get cold.” In response she snuggled against him.

It was six hours later when they finally docked. Back in the car they disembarked and Rowan set the sat nav for the hotel in Varese. It was evening already and were both starving.

They still had a couple of hours before sunset.

Rowan skilfully drove away from the harbour area and as they got closer to the city Aelin was speechless. Varese was not like she had imagined it. She could see skyscrapers and it looked much bigger that Rifthold and made Orynth look like a puny place. 

“Varese is the capital and it’s probably the richest part in the continent. It has a huge financial district and an extensive city centre. We will have a proper tour one day.”

“Did Ends work here?”

Rowan shook his head “No, but Micheal did. Enda told me that Micheal worked for three years with a super famous company and that for all that time he lived in a luxurious flat in the city centre and had a salary that was huge. All expenses paid and work trips in first class and all those perks.”

“Why did he leave?”

“Such jobs have a downside. Enda told me that he started to be unwell, suffered from ulcers and so many more stress related issues. So he resigned and moved back to Doranelle and got another high paying job but not as high end.”

“And now they have a restaurant, far more relaxing.”

Rowan chuckled “Neither of them have any regrets. Micheal said that investing all the money he saved from his fancy job, in a restaurant, was the best decision he ever took.”

The restaurant had become a success in a very short time. Most nights it was fully booked and Aelin and Rowan or any of the firefighters could get a spot just because they knew the owners.

Very recently a famous food magazine had placed them in the spotlight even more after a renowned chef reviewed their food.

“They have done such a good job.”

Rowan brushed her hair “We have arrived.”

Aelin looked outside and gasped at the tall building in front of them “Fancy.”

They checked in for the night and Aelin was heading for the stairs but Rowan grabbed her wrist “Don’t be ridiculous.”

“Buzzard, baby girl and I are not going in the trap.”

He sighed “Aelin, you are pregnant.”

“Exercise is good.”

Rowan shook his head in resignation “Fine, I will see you in an hour.”

Aelin scoffed “We are on the seventh floor. More likely less than five minutes.”

“Not going to happen.”

She glared at him “I can do seven floors with 30kg of equipment in a run. A baby bump will not stop me.”

“I will have the oxygen ready.”

She stuck out her tongue and started walking to the stairs, with her backpack on to prove a point.

Rowan took the lift with all of their luggage and chuckled at how stubborn she was. Had they ended up at the topmost floor she would have climbed to it.

The lift was slow and picked up a few people along the way. He had a look at his watch and wondered where Aelin was. Probably panting halfway through and cursing her stupidity.

The lift pinged at he finally reached his floor. The doors opened and he froze. Aelin was leaning against the wall with a smug face.

“How?” he asked as he egressed the lift with the bags.

She walked to him and gave him a kiss “Training,” her hand brushed his long hair “many years of training, although I doubt I will be able to pull it off once I am much bigger. I was a bit slower than usual.”

A few hours later after a shower, they were getting ready to hit the town for dinner. They had decided to leave the car and use public transport. The hotel was near a subway station. Rowan was familiar with Varese and was the one in charge. He was taking her to his favourite restaurant from the southern continent. According to him this was an institution and had been there for a long time, passed down the generations in the family.

The place was a good six stops away and she loved they had been lazy and took the subway. She had been amazed that it had nine lines. Orynth had three and Rifthold five.

Once they re-emerged Aelin looked around her. They skyscrapers were gone but they still had a lot of modern building around them. They turned a corner and she spotted a firehouse. On instinct she pulled Rowan towards it. It had four rolling doors and Aelin rose on her toes to look inside and see how many vehicles they had.

“I thought you were hungry.”

She told him to shush while she stared. A moment later a woman came out “Hi, can I help you?”

“Hi,” she walked to the woman “I am a fellow firefighter from Terrasen and I was just admiring your firehouse.”

The woman laughed “come in, have a look.”

Aelin grabbed Rowan’s hand and followed.

They stepped inside and Aelin gasped in amazement. The firehouse was huge, it had four vehicles and an ambulance. She was so jealous.

“I am captain Isobel McKenzie.”

“Captain Aelin Whitethorn-Galathynius.” She then paused “Sorry, I mean chief. I am an instructor now,” and she patted her belly “My husband here is a paramedic at east station.”

They all shook hands and the captain showed the vehicles and Aelin was fascinated by the truck for the rescue squad.

“Every company has a rescue squad.”

Aelin was really envious now. In Terrasen for now they only had them in the regional areas but Dorian was working with the commissioner to get them one.

Rowan let the two ladies chat and he walked to the paramedics and introduced himself.

It was a good hour later when he managed to drag his wife out of the firehouse and towards the restaurant.

“Twenty seven houses, Ro. That’s awesome.“

He squeezed her hand “Varese is much bigger than Orynth. That many would be an overkill.”

“Ten, I am not asking much.”

The restaurant was not far away from there and once they arrived Aelin realised a pit had opened in her stomach and was ready to polish off the menu.

And that she did and Rowan joked that he had to apply for a mortgage.

“Rowan, this was amazing.”

He nodded happily “this place is incredible.”

“But now we are walking, I ate so much that now I look seven months pregnant.”

He kissed her head “We can start, but if you get tired we take the metro.”

In the end Aelin begged him to take public transport and rode the last four stations back to the accommodation and she also took the lift and Rowan celebrated internally.

*

The following morning they had a massive breakfast at the hotel and set off for Doranelle. They had a good five hours journey ahead of them. Aelin had her face attached to the window and was staring at the landscape passing by. Rowan explained to her that they were bypassing Doranelle altogether and were taking a more direct route to his uncle’s place. She saw the city in the distance and her mind went back to when she visited him. When they broke every rule.

Her hand landed on his thigh “I was thinking about when I came to visit.”

He chuckled “Feels like a lifetime ago…”

“A different life… different us.”

He grabbed her hand and kissed it and placed it back on his thigh.

The more they drove away the more civilisation got scarcer. They were surrounded by farmland and forests.

She then looked at the sat nav and saw an ETA of three minutes and excitement started to rise.

“See that in the distance? That’s uncle Ellys’ farm.”

The closer they got, the bigger it was becoming.

Rowan drove along the driveway and a couple was outside waiting for them.

He got out of the car and she followed. The man, his uncle, had hair as silver as Rowan’s and the eyes of a deeper green. The woman at his side had grey hair and deep brown eyes.

“Rowan, darling,” his aunt ran to him and Rowan and she giggled. They really were huggers and he was the odd one. He exchanged a manly pat with his uncle then he turned and grabbed her hand “May I introduce you my wife? Aelin these are my uncle Ellys and his wife Morwenna. They are Enda’s parents,” he explained “His brother was my dad and his sister is Sellene’s mum.”

Aelin extended her hand but she was enveloped in a hug by the family.

“Welcome you both, come in you must be exhausted. I have lunch cooking.”

Aelin followed the woman happily while Rowan and his uncle took care of the bags. Ellys had given them one of the cottages he rented to holidaymakers. They had tried to complain but he had been adamant that they needed privacy.

The house was beautiful and very tasteful. All around the living room there were photos and Aelin started pacing until she stopped at one in particular.

“That is Rowan, Enda, Sellene and Rowan’s dad at one of their camping trips. Rowan and Enda were fifteen, Sellene was seventeen.”

She stared at the image. He had a huge grin while he lifted proudly a fish on a spike. His eyes bright and alive.

“That was their last camping trip. Rowan and his family moved away the following winter.”

“He was a cute teenager.”

“They all were.”

Morwenna took her around a few more photos and Aelin almost burs out of cuteness when she saw a picture of a five year old Rowan and Enda “He is adorable, I know I am hormonal and all but he is so damn cute.”

“Who’s cute?” Her husband decided to arrive in the house in that instant. Aelin grabbed the photo and shoved it in his face “You. You are such a cutie patootie.”

Ellys burst out in a boisterous laugh and Rowan’s ears turned red.

Then on another wall she spotted a photo with a lot of people and the majority had silver hair.

“That was the last clan reunion,” explained Ellys “Yes, the Whitethorn is a big clan.”

“You really all have silver hair or almost.”

Morwenna giggled “It’s a family trait apparently. We found photos of very old ancestors and they had silver hair. The green eyes are not that prominent but a lot of us do.”

They finally took a seat on the large sofa and Morwenna brought iced tea and a few appetisers. Aelin was ravenous. The effects of the big breakfast were disappearing.

“Here, lunch will be ready soon but this will keep hunger away for a bit,” the woman winked at her “I also made chocolate cake for dessert.”

“Rowan, I love your aunt already.”

“It doesn’t take much. Promise her food and sweets and she is yours.”

Aelin lightly punched Rowan and he yelped in protest.

“So, Rowan how is being a paramedic going?”

Rowan had discovered that both Enda and Sellene had kept uncle Ellys informed about what was happening.

“I love it.”

Aelin leaned towards him and kissed his cheek “he is really good too. He finished top of his class and also was kept at my house as a reward. I am so proud of him.”

Morwenna smiled fondly at her nephew “your parents would be proud too.”

Rowan squeezed her hand and in that instant uncle Ellys cleared his voice “have you planned what to do while you are here?”

“I want to explore as much as I can. I want to go back to Doranelle and I need to see Mistward and of course I need to see all Rowan’s stomping grounds.” She grinned deeply.

Aelin stomach grumbled quite loudly and the group laughed and aunt Morwenna stood “I think it’s lunch time.”

*

“Damn buzzard, do all the Whitethorn cook that way? Because your aunt’s meal was incredible.”

After the meal they had gone to their cottage and while Rowan was unpacking, Aelin was sprawled on the bed in a t-shirt and shorts and her hand was caressing her bump “we are so full.”

Rowan chuckled “It’s a family thing. Wait for grandma…”

She sat up “I want the stew even if it’s in the middle of summer.”

He walked to his wife and kissed her neck and Aelin hummed and in that instant she felt something flutter in her belly and froze “Ro?”

At the panic in her voice he dropped the clothes and sat at her side “what is it?”

Aelin moved her hand once more and then squealed in delight and grabbed his, placing in a precise spot “she is kicking.”

Rowan waited and his expression morphed in one of pure joy as soon as he felt a kick from their daughter.

“She is here, she is really here.” He sat down and pulled Aelin to him, while his hand never left the bump “Thank you fireheart for all this.”

She looked into his green eyes and caressed the face of the man who held her heart. Even after three months Aelin sometimes was still incredulous at the idea that they were finally married. They had been through so much that it felt at times that happiness was not in their futures, but now, looking into her husband’s eyes she realised that they just needed patience “I love you, Rowan,” a gentle kiss on his lips while her hand joined his on her belly “and I am so looking forward to meet our daughter.”

“Motherhood is making you cheesy.”

In response she gently punched his arms and Rowan fell on the bed and pretended to be in pain “You violent woman…”

Aelin then kissed him and straddled him “can I make it up to you?”

A deep laugh escaped Rowan’s lips and he pillowed his hands behind his head “I am all yours.”

*

The following morning aunt Morwenna welcomed them with a gigantic breakfast and had packed food too for their excursion.

“Ro, three weeks at this rate and I will have a food baby too.”

He grinned at her “I told my aunt you eat a lot.”

It was their first day of exploring and Rowan had decided to start easy and a bit later to allow Aelin to relax a bit. 

He dumped the backpack in the car and the food bag too and made sure Aelin was properly settled.

“Do you have everything? Last chance for a quick bathroom break.”

“I think my bladder is behaving at the moment.”

“Good,” a quick kiss and he went to the driver’s side. They had decided to start with Mistward fortress on that day.

The road towards the fortress had started with lowlands until peaks had started to appear in the distance “those are the Cambrian mountains, Enda and I loved hiking there and dad would take us there for our camping trips.”

Aelin grabbed her guide book and started reading more info on the area “is there a long climb to Mistward?”

Rowan shook his head “no, less than a kilometre. They had to place the car park south of it because it was the only location and you will see why.”

Aelin squealed excited and went back staring at the landscape around her.

It took them a good forty minutes to reach the base and start the climb with the car. At the car park she looked up and gasped in amazement. The fortress was perched on the rugged edges of the ridge of the mountains and spread along it in a structure that seemed almost too fragile.

Rowan got out and took her hand “we are climbing slowly. They have steps.”

Aelin grinned “I am a pro at steps.”

Turned out that pregnant Aelin was not as good as she thought and they had to stop a few times. She complained but Rowan just waited at her side and passed her water without saying anything.

Once at the top, Aelin sat on a bench and cursed mountains and steep staircases.

The fortress lay in front of them and she stared at it in amazement.

“It’s a stunning place.”

Her husband grinned “wait to get to the lookout point to be truly amazed.”

Aelin grinned and she patted his leg “I am rested, let’s explore.”  

They walked around the grounds and Rowan stopped in a room “There are legends connected to Mistward and Doranelle in general,” his arms went around her waist landing on her bump “It is told that Doranelle was the land of the immortal fae,” he started and Aelin sank back in his chest “The castle in Doranelle was the residence of the fae queen and Mistward was were all the demi-fae would end,” he explained, remembering all of the stories his father had told him “They would have to prove themselves to be admitted into Doranelle.”

“That’s mean.”

“She was a cruel queen and hated all the non purebloods.”

She turned in his arms “are all these stories in books?”

Rowan nodded “in Doranelle we can go book shopping and buy you a book with all the legends from Wendlyn.”

“You are the man of my dreams,” Aelin grabbed Rowan’s hand “Let’s keep exploring…”

He finally took her to the outpost and Aelin gasped at the amazing view. They could see all around them and as far as the Great Ocean. The sight was breathtaking.

Rowan pulled his wife to his chest and his jaw landed on her head “over there there is home, you can’t see it but Terrasen is in that direction,” then he turned their bodies and they stared at the Cambrian Mountains, some of the highest peaks still had some snow “they are almost just as stunning as the Staghorns.”

Rowan chuckled “I love them but nothing beats Oakwald and the Staghorns, they are too majestic.”

“That’s why I said almost.” After their exploring Rowan took her to the gift shop where Aelin ended up buying a book about the actual history of Mistward, then one about all the legends of Wendlyn and one about the fae and the immortal lands.

“You bought the entire shop?”

“They had interesting titles.”

Slowly they made their descent back to the car park and once back down Rowan took her exploring some of the surrounding areas until he noticed Aelin getting tired and he took them both home “You can finish the day in the pool.”

“Whitethorn, that is an amazing idea.”

*

The following morning they started a bit earlier. The day before they had spent the rest of the day at the pool and in the end his uncle and aunt had suggested a barbecue and the four of them ended up having a great meal near the water. Now they were back in the car and Rowan had decided to spend the day in Doranelle and Aelin was excited at going down the memory lane.

“I want to go inside the castle this time and join a guided tour. The first time I was too busy trying to spend all the time I could with you. This time is different and I want to do all the touristy things.”

Rowan grinned “as my lady commands.”

Rowan left the car at a park and ride just outside and then they took the subway all the way into the centre of Doranelle. As they exited Aelin spotted the castle standing tall in front of her, with all the rivers behind it. The place was just as stunning as she remembered it. Aelin walked to the ledge and stared at the rivers joining behind the castle and her hand brushed her belly “Dad and I started our journey here in Doranelle,” 

Rowan’s arms sneaked around her frame and joined hers on the bump “your mum bought a dress that made your dad melt.”

“Shhh… she doesn’t need to know that, we are just sharing interesting moments.”

Rowan kissed her head “This is where I think I started falling hard for your mum.”

Aelin hummed and leaned against his hard chest and closed her eyes, letting his scent envelop her.

They both remained in silence until Aelin pushed away and grabbed his hand “come on buzzard, your wife and daughter want to play tourist.” He grinned and took her hand. He was still getting used to their status but he loved how the word wife sounded on his lips. They had done it. Somedays he still had to shake his head incredulous.

“Using our daughter it’s very unfair.”

She walked to him and grabbed both his hands “because I know that you’d do anything for your favourite women.”

That was true. They were his everything.

Aelin had loved the tour and had been fascinated by the history of the country. She also had fun glaring at a few women eating Rowan with their eyes and making comments that had now been appropriate. Rowan had managed to rein her in and avoid bloodshed.

After the tour he had taken his wife for lunch on one of the river cruises. He chuckled as they queued and Aelin started scanning the boat to make sure it looked safe. He was now used to her firefighter mode kicking in at the most unexpected moment. 

“I hope the boat is safe and properly maintained.”

Rowan groaned and apologised to the other people. It was Orynth tower all over again.

Turned out the boat had been safe and they had an amazing small cruise with a superb lunch. Rowan’s phone was filling up quickly with Aelin’s pictures and some with him too. He was going to plaster his locker door at work with their pictures.

It was only later on in the afternoon when his super energetic wife had started complaining about behind tired. He bought her ice cream but eventually he dragged her home with the promise of massages. Aelin had caved very quickly.

The following day Aelin was relaxing by the pool, suntanning and enjoying the peace of the countryside. Rowan had gone out with his uncle on some mysterious errand. She had spotted the two men busy in hushed conversations a few times and was now curious to know what they were planning.

She was engrossed in her book when Morwenna joined her on the long chair at her side, a glass of iced tea in her hands too.

“Mind if I join you?”

“No, please.”

The woman relaxed in the chair, releasing a deep breath “that’s all the morning chores of the farm done.”

“Is the farm busy?”

She nodded “all our cottages have a constant turnaround. It’s rare they lie empty.”

“Now I feel bad that Rowan and I used one.”

Morwenna patted her arm “don’t even think about it. I haven’t seen Rowan in a very long time. When he called us I could not believe it. Ellys and I have been counting down the days to thsi visit.”

Aelin sighed, after the wedding they had discussed honeymoon ideas and she had pushed for Wendlyn, she wanted to meet his family. He had caved, admitting that he wanted to resume contacts once more.

“I know about Lyria, about his past. Sellene told me, but promised not to tell him. It broke my heart when she told me.”

Aelin looked at the woman in surprise.

“We are a big family, we look after each other and Sellene was very heartbroken when she came back from Orynth and told us of his situation. I think she was looking for a way to help him.”

Aelin’s hand went on her bump where she could feel her daughter move lightly “he was…” a deep sigh “when I met him, he was in a very dark place. The woman was ready to divorce him and pregnant with another’s man child. She lied to him,” anger rose in her “and he kept blaming himself. Those two women destroyed him. It took me a while to convince him he was worthy of being loved.”

“I have never heard Sellene being that mad at someone.”

Aelin chuckled, Sellene had been such an amazing support.

“Thank you for looking after him and making him happy.”

Her thumb brushed absentmindedly her wedding band “we helped each other. He is caring and sweet and I can’t wait to see him being a dad.”

Morwenna chuckled “I bet he will be like his dad. Involved in every aspect of the child’s life. It pained Alistair greatly when he had to deploy,” she looked at Aelin “he reminds me so much of his father.”

The two women remained in silence for a while, pondering of those words.

“Are you ready for the big gathering tomorrow?” Morwenna was the first one to break the silence. 

“I am absolutely excited at the idea of being surrounded by the whole clan.”

Morwenna laughed happily “Nana Ciara is already preparing the stew and apparently a massive feast. She had learned that Rowan married a woman with an appetite and she is delighted.”

“Apparently she is a legend. Sellene, Enda and Rowan filled me up on her.” “My husband might be the head of the clan, but she is the heart.”

The baby kicked hard and Aelin laughed “my daughter is excited too apparently.”

The two women spent the afternoon outside and Aelin indulged in a swim too.

It was later on in the evening when the two men came back to the estate and Rowan joined Aelin. Morwenna went back inside and Aelin was alone soaking in the pool.

“Fancy some company?” Rowan towered from the edge of the pool and at her nod he  pulled off his t-shirt, remaining in his swimming trunks. He had probably changed before joining her.

“Come here, your daughter loves to be a little fish.”

Rowan swam to her and stopped between her legs and his hands landed on her bump “you like, swimming?”

He felt a kick and leaned forward to kiss his wife.

“Where did you and your uncle do?”

Rowan chuckled and sat at her side, pulling her closer. He had spoken to his uncle and told him of his plan and Ellys had helped him right away. “We went to see a cottage.”

She turned her head with curiosity.

“What about us buying a house here in Wendlyn? Like a holiday place.”

Aelin squealed in delight “Really? I’d love to.”

“Are you sure?”

She nodded.

“Uncle helped me. There is one place not too far from here. I can take you see it.”

“Please.”

They soaked in the pool until dinner time and Rowan told her all about the cottage in the countryside.

*

When the day of the clam meeting arrived, Aelin was excited and woke up early too. She was giddy and apparently her daughter felt her happiness too and had been a little hellion. Rowan made her a very light breakfast claiming that lunch was probably going to be quite substantial but Aelin ignored him complaining that he could not let his daughter and fat wife starve. Rowan replied with a resigned sigh and a gentle roll of his eyes.

Slowly the clan had started to trickle in later on in the morning. Aelin and Rowan were at the centre of attention and wether he was eager to keep to the sidelines, Aelin transformed in asocial utterly and made friend with all of his relatives. Within an hour she had collected their phone numbers and exchanged social media profiles. He shook his head. He was amazed at her easiness at social interactions, a skill he envied her a lot on some occasions. 

“Looks like Aelin is already one of us,” uncle Ellys voice reached him as he stepped closer “Nana already loves her.”

Rowan stared at his wife and chuckled as he noticed her and nana Ciara involved in a deep discussion, probably about food.

“It will be nice to have you and your family here from time to time.”

Rowan smiled at his uncle “Yeah, I want our daughter to learn half of her roots and it’s very important for Aelin too.” “Come on, I can see nana calling everyone to battle station. I hope you skipped breakfast.”

The two men joined the big table that had been prepared outside in the garden. Rowan joined Aelin and together they walked to the main table with nana Ciara, and uncle Ellys and his wife.

Before the meal started Ellys rose for a speech “It gives me great pleasure to have the clan gathered on such a joyous day. We Whitethorns are a big family but it’s always a great moment when we can add one person to this clan,” he indicated Aelin “You are officially one of us now, and so is your daughter. Welcome.”

Aelin nodded and sniffled then stood slowly, a hand on her swollen belly “My daughter and I are very happy to be part of this. I have lost my family a long time ago and I am left with a cousin whom I love like a brother. But being part of this makes me very happy,” she turned to her husband “And I hope to have in the future many more of these gathering as Rowan and I have decided to buy a place here too for holidays.”

Rowan stood at her side with a grin “Aelin and I are in the process of acquiring a cottage not far from here. I have been far away far too long, but no more. I want my daughter to know the rest of her family.” His arm sneaked behind her back and pulled his wife closer.

All the participants cheered and nana Ciara walked to Rowan and Aelin and hugged them both “now let your wife sit down and let me feed her.”

Aelin burst out in a loud laugh and took her seat once more and the old woman arrived a moment later with a gigantic dish full of her stew.

The woman’s green eyes landed on her in expectation and Aelin took a first spoonful of food.

What she was nor expecting was the explosion of flavours in her mouth. Her eyes closer to savour it and images of woods, nature and snow hit her. The stew brought back memorise of summer adventures with Aedion in the Staghorns, the feeling of home. Enda had done a grand job on his version but this, the original, was completely different experience.

“This is the most amazing stew I have ever tasted in my life.”

The old woman nodded in approval and then every one started grabbing a helping.

Rowan kissed Aelin’s head “Told you.”

The meal had gone on for hours and Aelin realised she had missed that tradition. Family really was important for the Whitethorns and she loved it. 

She was walking around the garden to shake off some of the food when she spotted Rowan walking towards her with nana Ciara in tow.

“Nana has something she wants to say to both of us…”

The woman smiled deeply and took Aelin’s hands “You are having a girl, isn’t it?”

Aelin nodded and brushed a hand on her bump.

“And have you two settled on a name?”

Rowan looked at his wife “Nothing that we like, we have read a lot of options…”

Nana smiled then her hand went on Aelin’s bump and in that instant the baby kicked hard “There is a name which is local to here in some of the more remote communities, that I think it will be perfect for your little girl,” the woman paused and stared at both of them “It’s Maya. In the language of one of the tribes deep in the Cambrian mountain it means courage, bravery.” With that she left and Aelin looked at Rowan “It’s perfect.”

He pulled his wife close to his chest and kissed her head “It really is…”

*

The honeymoon had passed in a breeze, far too quick for Aelin’s taste and now they were in front of the farm where uncle Ellys was helping Rowan to load the car. They had explored all they could, Rowan had taken her to some of stomping grounds in teh woods and he went down the memory lane with her.

Now, three weeks later they it was time to say farewell and Aelin stared at all the boxes and extra bags.The family had inundated them with gifts for the wedding and the baby and Rowan had stocked up in foods and spices from home that he struggled to find in Terrasen. Those three weeks had been perfect and she was happy at the idea that they will soon have a cottage all for themselves to get back to. Uncle Ellys had promised Rowan to keep him updated on the works. They were giddy and excited  for this new adventure in their lives.

It was a few hours later when they were back on the ferry. The boat had pushed away from the pier and Rowan and Aelin were standing on the stern outer deck and watched Wendlyn slowly gliding away. Rowan moved behind his wife and his hand reached at the front, including Maya in the embrace “thank you for making me do this.”

“I love your family, Ro.”

His face disappeared in the crook of her neck and in that instant their daughter kicked hard, probably to make her opinion heard.

Rowan looked at the sea ahead. Looked towards home and to a life that he had searched for, for a long time. He chuckled, he would have set fire the hangar himself if he had known it would have brought him his dreams and the woman in his arms.

The love of his life.

*

On a wall of their home, now hang now a picture of  the clan Whitethorn with a smiling Aelin in the middle beside nana Ciara and uncle Ellys.       

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[lionmom-svenomverse]

Here’s official refs for my Quibbledashbellsky family! Gonna just include the basics of their bios here, you can find the full versions on dA or on Toyhouse!

More info under the cut!

Gold Dust

Parents: Wind Sprint and Peach Fuzz

Siblings: None

Nicknames: Goldie, Dust, Dusty

Gender: Agender (They/them)

Orientation: Pan

Species: Common Alicorn, Earth Pony-Pegasus hybrid

Age: 19

Interests/Hobbies: Learning new things, decorating, journaling, fiction books, Lo-fi music

Occupation: Tradesppony

Special Talent: ??

-------------------------------------- I don't have a lil bio doc for Wind Sprint, at least at the time of me typing this, but here's some Oresteiaverse notes: she's a sapphic nonbinary mare who uses any pronouns, she's in a relationship with Peach Fuzz (and is the mother of Gold Dust), she's the daughter of Clear Sky and Horseshoe Comet, and she's a Wonderbolt Reserve/Youth Buckball Coach. She might even have coached her younger step-sibling Galah!

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Galah Fallstreak Dash

Parents: Gilda the Griffon and Rainbow Dash

Siblings: Wind Sprint (older step-sister), Catatumbo Dash (younger half-brother), Castello Rush (younger half-sibling), Princex Sardonyx Snapdragon (younger half-sibling), Snowsquall Stanza (younger half-brother), Pristine Prose (younger half-sister), Red Herring (younger half-brother)

Nicknames: Gal, Gallie, Gals, Streaks

Gender: Genderfluid (He/him mainly)

Orientation: Toric

Species: Hippogryph, Griffon-Pegasus hybrid

Age: 30

Interests/Hobbies: Sports, fish, BBQ, flying

Occupation: Buckball Quarterback

Special Talent: Playing Buckball

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Catatumbo Dash

Parents: Dumbbell, Rainbow Dash, Clear Sky and Quibble Pants, child of Dumbbell and Rainbow

Siblings: Wind Sprint (older half-sister), Galah Fallstreak Dash (older half-brother), Castello Rush (younger half-sibling), Princex Sardonyx Snapdragon (younger half-sibling), Snowsquall Stanza (younger half-brother), Pristine Prose (younger half-sister), Red Herring (younger half-sister)

Nicknames: Cata, Cattie, Tatu, Tums, Tumbo

Gender: Nonbinary (He/him mainly)

Orientation: Aro/Bi

Species: Pegasus

Age: 28

Interests/Hobbies: Studying weather, rainstorms, hiking, weightlifting Occupation: Meteorologist

Special Talent: Weather Magic

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Castello Rush

Parents: Horseshoe Comet and Lemon Lime

Siblings: Wind Sprint (older half-sister), Galah Fallstreak Dash (older half-brother), Catatumbo Dash (older half-brother), Princex Sardonyx Snapdragon (younger half-sibling), Snowsquall Stanza (younger half-brother), Pristine Prose (younger half-sister), Red Herring (younger half-brother)

Nicknames: Cas, Cassie, Castel, Tello, Rush

Gender: Pangender (Any pronouns)

Orientation: Omni

Species: Pegasus, Earth Pony-Pegasus hybrid

Age: 27

Interests/Hobbies: TBA

Occupation: Washouts Member

Special Talent: Racing

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Princex Sardonyx Snapdragon

Parents: Gilda the Griffon and Dragon Lord Ember

Siblings: Wind Sprint (older step-sister), Galah Fallstreak Dash (older half-brother), Catatumbo Dash (older half-brother), Castello Rush (older half-sibling), Snowsquall Stanza (younger half-brother), Pristine Prose (younger half-sister), Red Herring (younger half-brother)

Nicknames: Sar, Don, Donna, Donnie, Nyx, Nyxie, Snaps, Gingersnap

Gender: Genderfluid (They/them mainly)

Orientation: Aro/Ace

Species: Dracogriffs, Griffon-Dragon hybrid

Age: 26

Titles: Princex, based on Ember's Dragon Lord status Interests/Hobbies: Needle felting, kickboxing, the occasional game of buckball, coding, digging for gems

Occupation: Princex of the Dragon Lands, Lapidarist

Special Talent: Using Gems In Art

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Snowsquall Stanza

Parents: Dumbbell, Rainbow Dash, Clear Sky and Quibble Pants, child of Dumbbell and Quibble Pants

Siblings: Wind Sprint (older step-sister), Galah Fallstreak Dash (older half-brother), Catatumbo Dash (older half-brother), Castello Rush (younger half sibling), Princex Sardonyx Snapdragon (younger half-sibling), Pristine Prose (younger half-sister), Red Herring (younger half-brother)

Nicknames: Snow, Snowy, Squall, Stan, Stannie

Gender: Cis Male (He/him)

Orientation: Gay

Species: Earth Pony, Pegasus-Earth Pony hybrid

Age: 25

Interests/Hobbies: Hanging out with his younger siblings, skating, winter, minty drinks

Occupation: Figure Skater

Special Talent: Figure Skating

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Pristine Prose 

Parents: Dumbbell, Rainbow Dash, Clear Sky and Quibble Pants, child of Quibble and Rainbow

Siblings: Wind Sprint (older half-sister), Galah Fallstreak Dash (older half-brother), Catatumbo Dash (older half-brother)Castello Rush (older half-sibling), Princex Sardonyx Snapdragon (older half-sibling), Snowsquall Stanza (older half-brother), Red Herring (younger half-brother)

Nicknames: Pris, Prissy, Prosey, Tina

Gender: Cis Female (She/her)

Orientation: Lesbian

Species: Pegasus, Earth Pony-Pegasus hybrid

Age: 22

Interests/Hobbies: Writing, caring for others, sunny days, discussing Daring Do lore with her parents

Occupation: Physical Therapist

Special Talent: Rehabilitating Ponies

-------------------------------------- Red Herring

Parents: Dumbbell, Rainbow Dash, Clear Sky and Quibble Pants, child of Quibble and Clear

Siblings: Wind Sprint (older half-sister), Galah Fallstreak Dash (older half-brother), Catatumbo Dash (older half-brother), Castello Rush (older half-sibling), Princex Sardonyx Snapdragon (older half-sibling), Snowsquall Stanza (older half-brother), Pristine Prose (older half-sister)

Nicknames: Red, Harry

Gender: Transmasculine/Nonbinary (He/him, They/them, Xey/xem)

Orientation: Demisexual Toric

Species: Unicorn, Earth Pony-Unicorn hybrid

Age: 19

Interests/Hobbies: Writing, coffee and donuts, book clubs, a good debate

Occupation: Writer/Ghost Writer, Journalist

Special Talent: Writing Mystery Novels

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#mlp #oresteiaverse #nextgen au #nextgen #mlp fim #my little pony #ref #venomdraws #quibbledashbellsky #quibbledash #quibblebell #quibblesky #cleardash #clearcomet #lemoncomet #dumbdash #gildadash #gildaember #peachsprint #gold dust #wind sprint #galah fallstreak dash #catatumbo dash #castello rush #princex sardonyx snapdragon #snowsquall stanza #pristine prose #red herring

[blue-aconite]

There Will Be Blood 👀?

this has me incredibly intrigued…

Elle ♥️

There Will Be Blood is a TGM Mafia!AU that's been sitting in my drafts forever.

Ava Castello always knew she'd end up marrying Bradley Bradshaw. It was all their parents had talked about when they were growing up. How she and Bradley we're 'finally' going to unit their families, thus securing all of their futures. It was set in stone and honestly, it wasn't that bad.

Bradley was easy on the eyes and despite the ruthless name he'd made for himself as Nick's heir, he was always kind and polite whenever he and Ava were in the same shared space. She could think of crueler men to betrothed to.

She knew their marriage was a way for her family to get out of the debt they owed the Bradshaw's and she was fine with paying the price. She'd be safe and looked after as Bradley's wife.

But after a whirlwind of a night, Ava ends up at the Seresin estate, the last place she should be at. It's no secret the two families hate each other and their constant fight for control over the city has taken many lives and years.

After Jake saves her life that night, Ava knows she owes him a debt. And that debt might come with too high a price.

#fe answers #fe loves elle #fic: there will be blood #oc: ava castello #bradley bradshaw x oc #jake seresin x oc #top gun maverick au #mafia!au

[cozybistro]

Hey Mr. Castello, tell us about Frank and Elizabeth!

❝Frankoboy… Franklin Ortega. We go way back, me and him. Grew up on the same block ever since he moved to Hoboken when we were both in elementary school and we've been inseparable ever since, lemme tell you. God bless his step-mother, that woman would make us the best asado de bodas durin' the winter. Anyway, Frank's always been a little bit of an introvert, but that man is a god damn genius of a mixologist. Never seen someone make a Bensonhurst like him. He's always been a mild guy. The ice to my hot head. And, sure, he's got his quirks; guy's an anxious fuckin' mess and has forever had this since of naïve whimsy, but that's my best friend. His kids call me Uncle Gi. I'd walk through Hell for him and his family. All of 'em.❞ Then, he pivoted to Elizabeth.

Gianni tried not to smile fondly thinking about her, but he loved her just as much—if not more. ❝Lizzie's basically my daughter. I remember meetin' her mother at a diner over on 67th Street and she was the prettiest angel I'd ever seen in my life. So, like the charmer that I am, asked for her number. Lizzie was about a year old. Head full of hair, face covered in ketchup. Amala and I—Amala bein' her mother—stayed together for about three years before we called it quits. But, I stayed in her life and I watched Elizabeth grow up. I went to her little plays, sports events, her graduation. Liz always did have an eye for food, though. She's got a lotta moxie in the kitchen and was a fine trainee. Graduated from Monroe with flying colors. She's a sweetheart, that girl… But, when you enter the kitchen of Thursday Afternoon, she runs that place like a well-oiled machine. Love that kid. She's got a military-like sensibility once tickets start comin' in.❞

#about. #anonymous #/ hm... i love mr. gianni.