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#im sure you have an amazing accent too nonna ;)))))
heyimboredtalktome · 3 years
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Sorry for asking so much, top 5 favourite accents (in whichever language)?
Spanish accents jeez, I've got this friend and sometimes she sings for me and mmmmmmmm I listen to those audio recordings so many times, so yeah Spanish accents are on the top 😤
Russian accents are really nice😌
Italian accents, they remind me almost of an Indian accent? Idk they're pog
those are all the accents that I know😭😭
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sleepypeaky · 3 years
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amore e famiglia
Michael gray x italian-american male reader
request: My gay italian ass self would LOVE a Micheal Gray fic, but like, not sure he would like a guy who's italian after that fucking Luca incident.. and I dont know if you write for mlm..
a/n: ok so i fuckign wrote this BEFORE i wrote amore and i never fucking posted this klfdsgjdlskfgjkldf im such a fuckign idiot
 (original a/n) this is very obviously a projection and naturally i chose a dinner scene to potray this bcs ... italian. I hope you dont mind that i added siblings, i wanted it to have a larger 1920s family vibe. Dedicated to all of my italian american gays ✌️we be lit
Part 1/prequel
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1928?
Before you knocked on the door you turned to michael, giving him yet another disclaimer. 
You took a deep breath and opened the door.
“Ma i’m here!” You called.
The door opened into a small foyer area, then up ahead was the living room, kitchen, and around the corner to the right was the dining room and bedrooms. Your mother hurried out of the kitchen wiping her hands on her apron. 
“(y/n) bambino!” She cooed in her light accent as she pulled you in for a big hug and kissed your cheeks fervently. She held you at the shoulders when she pulled back to inspect you for damage. Then she remembered Michael.
“You must be Michael!” She abandoned you and went to make her attack on him, which was difficult considering he was a good foot taller than her. Nevertheless, she gave him a once-over and let out an incoherent exclamation of satisfaction, then she pulled his face down to plant a kiss on either cheek.
“I see you are a good strong boy. You take care of my son!” Then she hurried off to set the dining room table.
You turned to Michael, “Well that went pretty well.”
You helped michael find a hook for his coat and then led him into the living room.
Your father in a chair in the corner, muttering at the newspaper held up to his face.
“Hiya Pop.”
He looked up and seemed to suddenly remember that company was coming over. He folded the paper and stood up, saying a brief hello to you accompanied with a light pinch and slap of your cheek. He held out his hand to michael who shook it. 
“Nice to meet you sir.” He said. You laughed at his formality.
Your father smiled and nodded his head satisfactorily, he clapped a hand on michael’s shoulder. “You see,” he was talking to you “words of respect! I like the look of you Michael.”
“Thank you sir.”
Your father was called out of the room to assist your mother and you had a minute alone with Michael.
“You see, It’s not going so bad!” He said to you and squeezed your hand.
“True,” You sighed “But just wait until my sisters get here.”
-
“Nonna!” You called loudly as you stepped into the kitchen. The small woman was stirring something in a pot that looked twice her size. She let out a cry of excitement when she saw you both. She hobbled over and reached up to pinch your cheek and said an affectionate “faccia brutto!”
[faccia brutto is a term of endearment, but basically means ‘you’re ugly’]
Your grandmother now turned to Michael and pretty visibly swooned.
“This is Michael.” You said.
“piacere di conoscerti.” Michael said in butchered italian. You instantly loved him more for trying to speak your grandmothers language, though, not as much as she was. 
She threw her hands up and squealed with delight, she babbled a bit in italian before reaching up to pinch michael’s cheek. “Faccia Bello!!” She exclaimed triumphantly. 
You laughed, “She says you’re handsome.”
Michael grinned and rubbed the red pinch mark on his face.
-
Shortly after, your older sister arrived with her husband, and one of your younger sisters came shortly after. 
“I have 5 beautiful children,” Your mother explained to michael from across the table. “First a girl, then (y/n) my little boy, then the next 3 girls. But two live too far away for dinner, but we fill space with you!”
Amidst the talking -or should i say yelling- you glanced at michael to see he was clearly unaccustomed to the volume of the conversation.
nonna came out with the pot somehow carrying it before her. she gave everyone a slop of sauce and pasta from the pot, but when she got to michael she gave him more than the others
“Strong boy” she said in a thick italian accent and pinched his cheek again. Your sister laughed. “Looks like nonna likes you michael.”
“So what do you do Michael?” Your sister’s husband asked.
“I, ah...” You smirked into your fork-full of pasta. You liked seeing how michael reacted to that question. “Family business- motor manufacturing, I was just the accountant but now I oversee the New York branch.”
You could feel michael relax as your brother in law took the story- he had no reason not to. 
“Family business you say, I like that. It’s good to keep things in the family.” Your father would say something like that. “Whats the name?”
“Shelby Company Limited- my cousin’s name.”
-
It was over. You leaned agains the door to your apartment and let out a sigh of relief. 
“Oh come on! It was great!” Michael assured you.
You kicked off you shoes and went to collapse on the couch.
Michael came over and slipped under your sprawled legs.
“You were amazing.” You said and you kissed him.
“But,” You said with a grin. “I dont think i can be with you anymore.”
Michael smiled, “And why is that?”
“Because i think my grandma wants you for herself strong boy.” You mimicked your grandmothers accent on the last words. 
Michael laughed, “well thats too bad because she might not think so but you have a faccia bello.”
You smiled and kissed him again.
“Now,” You said. “It’s your family’s turn.”
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