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rosstrytobe · 6 months
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jalynckie · 5 months
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piccolo rant perché ne ho bisogno
non riesco a capire la felicità delle persone che dicono "finalmente mimmo se ne va in protezione testimoni, così possiamo avere i simuel"
a parte che dicendo così si sta ammettendo in modo implicito che se mimmo rimanesse la simuel non sarebbe endgame, ma tralasciando questo e le mie preferenze personali veramente volete simone con QUESTO manuel? un manuel che in questa s2 non ha avuto nessun tipo di cambiamento se non il fatto di aver smesso di urlare in faccia a simone slur omofobi?
non c'è stato alcun tipo di scoperta dei suoi sentimenti e della sua sessualità, nessun approfondimento o discorso su ciò che è successo nella s1 a parte la frase di simone sulla barca dell'amore spezzata (sicuramente colpa degli sceneggiatori, non lo metto in dubbio)
qualche battuta che può far intendere un po' di gelosia, sì, ma per il resto abbiamo avuto il nulla più totale tra di loro
ho visto persone sperare in un bacio simuel in queste due ultime puntante e, capisco il fatto di shipparli, ma non ha alcun senso
è evidente che manuel non sarebbe pronto a stare con simone e simone non merita di passare nuovamente tutta la merda della s1
già con mimmo che, al contrario di manuel, è aperto e pronto ad amarlo come merita, simone ha paura perché ci è rimasto troppo scottato dalla situazione
poi magari in queste due ultime puntate manuel avrà la scoperta della vita ma sinceramente a me non basterebbe
se proprio i mimmone non possono essere endgame, allora vorrei che nella s3 si approfondisse il personaggio di manuel così da farlo scusare con simone per tutte le merdate fatte e dette e poi da lì si può pensare di renderli endgame
simone ha bisogno di sicurezza, di poter vivere l'amore in modo libero, senza paura, e soprattutto di essere felice
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Ma sono l'unica cringiata all'ennesima potenza durante le scene di manu e nina?
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gloriabourneagain · 1 year
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Masterpost delle mie ff su un professore:
E non essere triste che poi va tutto bene (one shot) - wattpad / ao3
E poi capire che non ho che te (one shot) - wattpad / ao3
In qualche modo ritorniamo sempre (one shot) - wattpad / ao3
Essenziale (one shot) - wattpad / ao3
Have you ever look fear in the face and said I just don't care? (one shot) - wattpad / ao3
Il tempo che ho passato con te ha cambiato per sempre ogni parte di me (one shot) - wattpad / ao3
Viaggi e stazioni (mini long, 5 capitoli, conclusa) - wattpad / ao3
Stazioni e case (sequel di "viaggi e stazioni", 6 capitoli, conclusa) - wattpad / ao3
Capodanni e nuovi inizi (one shot) - wattpad / ao3
Di speranze e notti a guardare le stelle (one shot in 2 parti) - wattpad / ao3
Soli e pianeti (one shot) - wattpad / ao3
Lost in translation (one shot) - wattpad / ao3
Sparks fly (mini long, 8 capitoli, conclusa) - wattpad / ao3
I was blind becore I met you (raccolta di one shot, in aggiornamento) - wattpad / ao3
Collide (long, 17 capitoli, conclusa) - wattpad / ao3
Underneath the tree (raccolta di os, conclusa) - wattpad / ao3
Fireworks and symphonies (mini long, 6 capitoli, conclusa) - wattpad / ao3 
A eterna vista (mini long, in aggiornamento) - wattpad / ao3
Collaborazioni:
Alea iacta est (long, 17 capitoli, conclusa) - wattpad
Roommates (long, 25 capitoli, conclusa) - wattpad 
Soulmates (mini long, in aggiornamento) - wattpad
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mappadellavergogna · 1 year
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Beccati😈
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mercifuil · 3 months
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"Nowhere but here"
A #Simuel AU
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ONE
“What is it?” Simone impatiently asked as the doctor observed the rash on his right forearm. “Is it scurvy?”
“What?” He chuckled. “I don’t think so. These do not look like scurvy rashes to me.”
“Then what are they? Are they deadly?”
The man laughed again. “Child, this is…dry skin. It is not something to be bothered about. It’s quite normal.”
“But I am bothered about it, sir. And respectfully, please do not refer to me as a child.” Simone adjusted his sleeves to hide the rash.
“My apologies, Mr. Balestra.” He took a deep breath and regarded his face. “How are you coping with being on the ship? Do you get enough sleep?”
“What does sleep have to do with this?”
“Well, like most things about the human body, your habits can manifest itself in your physical appearance. Lack of sleep and stress can cause dry skin. And I can see dark bags under your eyes, hence, my question about sleep. Is there something bothering you?”
Simone fell quiet and clenched his jaw. “What do you suggest I do?”
“Well, I suggest consuming more vegetables and fruits. Also, getting enough sleep. Thankfully, everything that you need is provided for here in La Virginia. We have a huge selection of foo—”
“Is that all, Doctor? Do you have any medicine to prescribe?”
He shook his head. “However, you can use olive oil to treat those rashes of yours. I’m sure you haven’t packed them. So, er, I can write a request for you to the kitchen staff. I’m quite certain they have bottles of it stocked in storage.”
Simone nodded as he stood up from the examination table. He fished for some money from his pocket. “Thank you, Doctor,” he said, handing over a 100 lira banknote. “I was hoping to have gotten faster relief. But it turns out you are of no use.”
“Glad to be of help, Mr. Balestra.” Unbothered, he accepted the money, a wry smile augmenting his elaborate white mustache. He walked off, towards his desk.
Simone sighed and put his coat on, popping out his pocket watch to check the time.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
“Who is there?” The doctor asked as he scribbled something on a sheet of paper.
“I am the new deckhand, sir. I have been asked by Mr. Karlsson to come to y—”
“Name, boy,” he snapped. “These damn deckhands,” he muttered to himself.
“Er…Ferro, sir. Manuel Ferro.”
“The door is open. Get in,” he said unenthusiastically as he continued to write down the note.
Simone impatiently checked his pocket watch again. “Is there any way to hurry this up, Doctor? I still have something I need to tend to.”
The door creaked open as Manuel stepped inside. “Er…Doctor Lombardi, Mr. Karlsson has asked me to come here for a physical examination.”
“I know,” the doctor replied, still writing on his paper.
The room fell quiet as everyone waited for Lombardi to finish his note.
Manuel stood there by the door, standing like an alert soldier ready for orders.
Simone glanced at him, regarding the stain on the left collar of his uniform and his unkempt curly brown hair.
Manuel reciprocated the stare and startled, he quickly looked away.
“Alright.” Lombardi ripped the note from his pad. “Deckhand, since you are here, I want you to accompany Mr. Balestra here to the kitchen and help him with this request.”
“But-but, Doctor Lombardi…”
“What?” Simone asked. “Is this necessary, Doctor?”
“Of course, Mr. Balestra. We provide service when we can. Is that right, deckhand?” The doctor waved the note about, waiting for Manuel to take it.
“Of course…sir,” Manuel forced a smile as he walked over and grabbed the sheet of paper from him.
“Alright. Er…That is all for now, Mr. Balestra. Is there anything else I can help you with?”
He shook his head and adjusted his coat. “Goodbye, Doctor,” he said, as he hesitantly followed Manuel to the door.
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Simone quietly watched as Manuel made his way through the hallway in front of him. His eyes drifted down to the back of his neck where his brown, curly hair ended. He noticed his sweat slowly dripping down and glistening through the dim light. He swallowed and forced himself to turn away.
“Are you Italian, sir?” Manuel asked without looking back at him.
“Excuse me?”
“It’s just…it appears that people from various places are also aboard this ship and—My apologies. I should refrain from engaging in conversation with you, sir. Please disregard my question.”
Simone looked at the back of his head again. “It’s alright. I’m Italian.”
Manuel turned back to face him, a sheepish smile on his face. “I deduced as much, sir.”
Simone began to smell some of the cooking coming from the kitchen as they approached closer.
“Are you looking forward to South America, sir?”
“Well, I’ve never been there…”
Manuel gave him a confused look as they stopped in front of the kitchen door.
From outside, the two of them could hear the panicked clanging of pans and plates followed by some distant cursing and a loud thud that almost shook the floor beneath them.
Simone realized he must have made a horrified face, since Manuel was staring at him, trying to hold his laughter.
“I’m so sorry, sir. I should not be laughing. But…yes, it is quite appalling. Although, that is a…regular occurrence here.”
“What? That sounds horrible.”
“I—” Before he could say more, he stopped himself and shook his head. “I should not be telling you any of this, sir.”
Despite his curiosity, Simone decided not to push him any further. The two of them exchanged stares and lingered on that for a moment.
They were abruptly interrupted by another huge noise. Someone from inside yelled, “What is this sluggishness? If any of you bastards don’t work faster, I will throw everyone off-board. I’m serious. I may look like this, but I can carry people three times my own weight! Work…faster!”
The two of them quietly shared a chuckle as Manuel began to knock on the door.
Not a moment later, it swung open to reveal a very short, angry man.
“What is it?” He demanded a swift answer as his head darted back and forth between Simone and Manuel.
“Hello, sir. Do you remember me?”
“No. I do not.”
Manuel handed him the Doctor’s note. “I was asked to escort one of our guests, Mister…” he looked back at Simone, seeking a response.
“Balestra. Simone Balestra,” he clarified.
The cook read the note and slammed it back on Manuel’s hand. “It is important to always remember the names of our guests, deckhand.”
Manuel stood to attention and nodded. “Understood, sir.”
“Now, help me get the bottle from the storeroom. And as for you, sir…” He turns to address Simone. “Unfortunately, I must ask you to remain here, as guests are not allowed inside the kitchen area. However, should guests find it…intriguing what goes on behind our kitchen doors, exemptions can be arranged for a…modest fee.”
Simone considered it for a moment.
He looked at Manuel and although he would never voice it, he felt a small, bothersome nagging in his mind that if he would not accept, the two of them would be separated, and the delicate sliver of connection that had began to form between them only mere moments ago would break.
He would come back, hand him the bottle of olive oil, and Simone would become just another finished task to him, just another recipient of his services, just another guest.
He was disgusted at how desperate the thought was. But still, he was intrigued by this deckhand. “I shall stay here, thank you,” he replied, almost holding his breath.
The chef looked disappointed. “Boy, come now,” he ordered sternly as he pulled the door handle open.
Simone hoped that Manuel would turn back once more to look at him before they entered the kitchen, but he went straight inside.
Their delicate sliver of connection broke.
He was right. But he hated that he was.
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klausbens · 5 months
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Un Professore 2.09 · Leibniz: Rimorsi e Rimpianti
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rosstrytobe · 5 months
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Simone che dice a Manuel di scappare da Nina e Manuel che segue il suo consiglio
Manuel che abbraccia Simone dopo che ha saputo che era tutto apposto per il fatto di Ernesto e lo chiama "fratè"
Manuel che scopre chi è suo padre è va da Simone ha cercare conforto e appena lo abbraccia e sente che stanno troppo vicini si allontana da Simone quasi come avesse paura però lo ringrazia per quello che ha fatto
Boh io non lo so più sinceramente cosa sono
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jalynckie · 5 months
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che ridere io pensavo rendessero endgame i simuel solo per seguire la trama di merlì e questi non si sono manco visti la seconda e la terza stagione mi piscio
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omarfor-orchestra · 4 months
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E c'è una cosa che io non ti ho detto mai, i miei problemi senza te si chiamano guai
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nanukla · 5 months
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Raga, ma, alla luce dei fatti della seconda stagione, soprattutto riguardo a come hanno costruito il personaggio di Manuel in questi episodi, io ho una sola domanda:
Perché cavolo Manuel ha baciato ( lui, lui stesso di sua spontanea volontà e di proposito) Simone alla festa?
Vi prego datemi una risposta se l'avete
Scrivetela
PLS
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mappadellavergogna · 1 year
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C’è un detto che recita che i coglioni viaggiano sempre in coppia.
Ecco, è proprio il caso di dare ragione a questa frase, dal momento che Matteo di 4^B sembra andare molto d’accordo con Michael della 5^B.
Sempre al suo fianco, infatti immagino abbia preso lezioni da lui per importunare le ragazze nei loro messaggi privati.
Attento Matteo: nessuno vuole vedere il tuo pene, anche perché, stando a quanto viene riportato, non c’è granché da vedere :)
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mercifuil · 4 months
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I really need someone to translate this ff I made into Italian bc I just know the google translate version (except for 2 chapters) I made is shit
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itsrobinsparkles · 5 months
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sbaglio io a trovare un senso perché ormai niente ce l’ha in questa serie, ma sto cercando di capire se son seri o meno con questa storia tra Manuel e Nina perché o Damiano ha odiato sta storyline e questo spiega le sue facce perennemente scazzate ogni volta che si parlano o è intenzionale, ma gli autori mi sa che non son così intelligenti. Inizialmente pensavo fosse costruita male apposta, ma sto iniziando a dubitare. Forse loro ci credono sul serio eppure questa coppia è nata dal nulla e sta andando avanti con il nulla perché almeno Mimmo e Simone si parlano, si confidano e l’affetto e l’interesse lo vedo più genuino ma qui…? * balle di fieno che rotolano *
Parlano poco e quando parlano si limita il discorso alla figlia di lei. Se entro fine s2 dovessero cacciare fuori un ti amo da parte sua sarebbe surreale. CHI CI CREDE. Lasciamo stare i Simuel un attimo ma c’è una differenza MICIDIALE anche rispetto a come si poneva con Alice. Lui ne era davvero preso glielo leggevi in faccia e nei modi di porsi. Qui sembra starci per noia e per dovere con la bambina. E continuo a dire che secondo me è così perché non vedo come possa essere altrimenti…? Boh non so più che pensare.
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yeahnorightsure · 5 months
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Sentirsi rappresentati da simobale che dopo la relazione cucciolina si sveglia e si rende conto che il fuckboy de sto cazzo a cui scroccava l'erba è un coglione
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mimmonenazionale · 5 months
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in un prof non potrebbero mai esserci delle lesbiche perchè la rai starebbe troppo tempo anche solo a farle baciare e diventerebbe tutto troppo poco credibile (non che ci sia qualcosa di credibile in quella serie)
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