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L'insegna dell'hotel San Pietro a Sestri Levante
L'insegna dell'hotel San Pietro a Sestri Levante.
Da più di sessant'anni, a pochi metri dalla Baia delle Favole, si trova questo piccolo albergo ristorante.
Passando, mi è venuta l'ispirazione per fotografarne l'insegna.
Il nome prende ispirazione dalla chiesa che vi sta proprio alle spalle: San Pietro in Vincoli.
Conosci il S. Pietro?
The sign of the San Pietro hotel in Sestri Levante - L'enseigne de l'hôtel San Pietro à Sestri Levante - El cartel del hotel San Pietro en Sestri Levante - A placa do hotel San Pietro em Sestri Levante - Das Schild des Hotels San Pietro in Sestri Levante - Biển hiệu của khách sạn San Pietro ở Sestri Levante - 塞斯特里莱万特圣彼得罗酒店的标志 - セストリ レバンテのサン ピエトロ ホテルの看板
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#albergo#baiadelsilenzio#hotel#insegna#liguria#maina#ristorante#sanpietro#sanpietroinvincoli#sestrilevante
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the scammer @/rescueplease has now been deleted, but since a lot of people are still reblogging my posts about it, i'm changing my pinned post to a list of currently active scam accounts
scammers with the same m.o., sometimes similar profile pics and linktrees/paypal addresses:
> numberonegoateeeagle (paypal name 'Jeff Owino') new
> nour-samr (paypal name 'Nour Samar') >> nour-samr0 new/remake
scammer pretending to be a sick Black person, using the paypal name, 'Alafred Opondo'
> enchantingqueencreator
the 'insulin scammer''s latest blog (at least i think it's their latest blog:
> fancycoffeepeanut
empty blogs who are mass-reblogging the scam posts and are likely just the scammers sock puppet accounts used to pad the notes of their posts, pls block them too:
> chopra-79
> futuristicphilosopherartisan new
deleted/deactivated/changed url:
maina-3
immariaanszz >> iammarinassaa >> iammarinassaass
jovialsuitdonutai (paypal name 'jeff owino')
khalilhan (paypal name 'samuel obiya') >> khaliilhan
marylinfwaznassar (paypal name 'maryline lucy')
stickytreephilosopher (paypal name 'jeff owino')
perfectlyminiatureface (paypal name 'jeff owino')
optimisticalpacalady (paypal 'jeff owino')
omarkhalini (paypal 'fred odhiambo')
marylinefwaznassar (paypal 'maryline lucy')
khalilhani (paypal 'samuel obiya')
weepingpersondestiny (paypal 'jeff owino')
as always, please block and report these blogs, and more importantly, warn your friends, mutuals, and followers if you see them reblogging their scam posts. if you see a donation post/blog that you believe may be a scam, please do look their url up first on the tumblr search bar to see if someone has already called them out. i will try to update this post with the scammers' new accounts/url as we discover them. please also go to @kyra45's blog, as they are faster and more thorough in updating about newly discovered scams.
some red flags to look out for before sharing donation posts/donating:
new blog, or a couple years old but has only a few random, sporadic posts
backdated posts
spamming asks to a lot of other users, even the ones they don't know or have just followed, and even when the user has made it clear they don't want to receive requests to boost dono posts
is asking you to answer their asks privately, or is sending you a message directly
is straight up asking you for money, and usually for impossibly large amounts
do not put their paypal/money transfer links on their post itself, usually claiming it's to protect their 'privacy'
is using Zelle for their money transfer account, especially if the person is claiming to be in Palestine
please don't be so quick to entertain donation requests and to give away your money, especially if the user ticks a lot of these boxes. if you are familiar with the place they say they are from or the language they are supposed to speak, try conversing with them for a bit to see if their claims would hold. you can also browse my 'donation scam' tag or kyra45's blog to compare if the user has any similarities with past scammers that we've discovered.
that's it po. let's all try our best to look out for each other and make sure that our resources are going to the actual people in need, especially in the case of Palestinians asking for help. the last thing they need right now is for shitty lowlifes to use their suffering to make a profit.
#donation scam#donation scam updates#numberonegoateeeagle#nour-samr0#futuristicphilosopherartisan#optimisticalpacalady#omarkhalini#nour-samr#iammarinassaass#fancycoffeepeanut#khaliilhan#stickytreephilosopher#perfectlyminiatureface#marylinfwaznassar#maina-3#marylinefwaznassar#chopra-79#khalilhani#khalilhan#jovialsuitdonutai#weepingpersondestiny#immariaanszz#enchantingqueencreator
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i NEED to know if you have links to all of the rosquez hugs
i have links to SOME OF THEM !
okay obvi a lot are covered under maina's #everyrosquezpodium tag never forget this. BUT i also just poked around in my drafts (i treat it like a bookshelf lmao) and found some so here ya go
as with all things we need to start with laguna seca 2013, where the public and unnegotiated (cancelling them !) BDSM exercise is followed by the aftercare of vale hauling marc INTO his arms with FORCE
qatar 2013. ooh baby. RIGHT OFF THE BAT. the EYE crinkles get me here jesus christ
pre mugello 2014 slash pre RANCH VISIT karting event hug in italy. right in front of dovi's salad...
jerez 2014... little bump... just a little one. marc then slaps him on the flank, which he appears to enjoy more than slapping vale on his nonexistent ass
motegi 2014 championship hug.... this one is SO sweet... the way their cheeks brush....
qatar 2014.... he does the patented marc marquez loves you so bad head smack....
this one i wanna say mugello 2014
jerez 2015.... friendship helmet bonks PLUS the homoerotic flank pat of all timeeeeee.... marc literally loves touching his bony ass hips
le mans 2014. literally presses him up against a railing. okay.
INDY 2014.
#fascinated by the circumstances which dictate a hug vs a handshake bc my dudes. vale initiates ALL of these#motogp#callie speaks#rosquez#asks#as always thank you maina where would i BEEEE without you...
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“A Sudanese girl carrying her sister runs as she crosses the Juba bridge in Ngumbo.”
Photographed by Simon Maina.
10 June 2006.
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for the fic title thing i'm roughly translating part of an italian indie song
"where i'm from a kiss and a goodbye are the same thing"
in Italian: "da dove vengo io un bacio ed un addio sono la stessa cosa"
brocedes? rosquez? it's your pick, i'm in a angsty mood 😃
so. i know im half a year late. but. i hope this little ficlet i got for you will be worth it. all the angst and all that. i took the kiss part and ran away with it. inspiration suddenly arrived after ghosting me for months. also, this snippet is part of a bigger universe, set in the 5+1 au (the fabio fic on my ao3), sometime in the future.
Marc goes looking for Fabio, but he finds Valentino Rossi. Draped across the couch like he owns the place, Valentino looks up when Marc enters the motorhome as if he expected this all along. He merely blinks in Marc's direction before his focus shifts back to scrolling on his phone.
The door closes behind Marc with a soft sound. Fabio is nowhere in sight. Neither is Tom. No one enters Fabio's place without Tom's approval, but with Valentino here, Marc guesses Tom has been updated on the latest arrangements.
Marc stalls, unsure what to do. He planned this with Fabio a weekend ago. The time, the place. Did he forget? The idea sits wrong in the pit of his stomach. Marc could leave, try another time, but he has an interview in thirty minutes, a meeting with his team right after. Training and physio later in the evening. Beauty sleep at nine if he wants a decent race tomorrow.
Fabio wouldn't stand him up unless it was important.
Marc could leave. "Do you know where he is?" He asks instead, choosing English as his language, even if he speaks Italian as well. Neither here nor there, but meeting on neutral ground. They always yelled at each other in Italian. Valentino shrugs. "Do you know when he will be back?"
Valentino shrugs again. Doesn't even look up. Marc grits his teeth. He breathes in and remembers his agreement with Fabio, his love not finite, but so abundant he feels the need to share. At the end of the day, Fabio returns to him no matter what, but as Marc looks at Valentino, he is not so sure anymore.
Marc tries again. He always did. For Fabio he will always try. "Can you tell Fabio I looked for him? We had something planned. He…he knows why."
Valentino looks up at that, finally putting his phone away.
"I speak Spanish, you know?" He smiles, Spanish words rolling easily on his tongue. "I'm not sure when blondie will be back, but--" His eyes glint, and Marc bites his tongue to keep himself from snapping at Valentino. Valentino smiles like he knows this. "Can I help you with something?"
"It's fine," Marc replies in stilted English. He needs to get out of here. "I'll talk to him later." He needs to go before--
"I can help you with the arm."
Marc wants to scream.
"No, thank you." Marc had enough. He turns to leave before--
"Marc."
Before something happens. Something like this.
Marc freezes, ignores the stirring in his veins. Valentino hasn't called him by his name in so long. For fuck's sake.
"What?" Marc's Italian has always been harsher than his native tongue, than English. It's a blade sharpened to cut. He spins on his heels, feels his nostrils flare as he looks at Valentino, at the unreadable expression on his face. "What do you think you can do?"
Valentino gets up from the couch, hands raised slightly as if he is facing a rabid dog. Marc feels like one, heart pulsing on his ears, in the back of his throat. He searches Valentino's eyes and doesn't find hostility, nor mockery.
"Fabio has told me he massages your arm sometimes," Valentino continues in Spanish. "Whenever the weather changes. When it gets cold. Whenever you injure it." He doesn't mention the accident in Sachsenring.
"The Netherlands have always been cold."
Valentino sighs and stops a few feet away from Marc. "I'm trying," he says, still in Spanish. It grates on Marc's nerves. "We--"
"You don't need to do anything," Marc says. "I don't care what you do with Fabio as long as he's happy. Just leave me out of it." Marc pinches the bridge of his nose, trying to calm down. He doesn't want to yell. He did that enough when they still told each other i love you in Spanish. Now, they're strangers, and Marc wants to keep it that way. "It's not like you can change anything."
"For Fabio," Valentino continues as if he didn't hear Marc. "We should at least try for him. At some point we're all going to be in the same room. He deserves more than-"
Marc raises an eyebrow.
"This." He gestures between them. "More than us yelling at each other."
Marc raises the other eyebrow too.
"We won't be friends again, Rossi."
"We don't need to," Valentino says. "Just let me massage your arm. You have to race tomorrow."
Marc keeps close to the door as he watches Valentino, waiting. They both know the massage won't do jack shit for him. That's not why he asks Fabio to do it. But Valentino wants something and uses Fabio as an excuse. Marc can ignore everything but that. So he nods, smiles, and closes the distance between them, brushes against Valentino as he sits down on the couch and unzips his jacket, revealing his arm. Indulging, inviting. Holding his breath. Valentino follows.
Valentino's hands are cold on Marc's skin. He tenses his whole body, forbids himself to give even the smallest of tremors as Valentino's callused fingertips run down his biceps, pressing into the ridges slowly, as if Marc is made of glass. As if Valentino cares.
Marc scoffs. Side by side on the couch, he sees Valentino looking up from the corner of his eye. "You can press harder," Marc says. "I won't break. The scar tissue is dead anyway."
Valentino doesn't say anything. He keeps working the muscles, prodding and kneading the arm, breath warm against Marc's skin. If Fabio or Tom came, Marc doesn't know what his explanation is going to be. He mulls over words inside his mind, willing time to go faster, willing his heart to beat slower. Treacherous body, always acting erratically around Valentino. Marc focuses on keeping a steady hold on himself, so he doesn't notice when the air around him shifts, when the couch dips next to him. He snaps back to attention when Valentino presses his lips against Marc's scar, where healthy skin meets the dead tissue.
Marc's breath hitches.
"Vale--"
Valentino kisses down his arm. Slowly, reverence held in the corner of his mouth. He shifts closer, fingers closing around Marc's wrist, around Marc's thigh, caging him in, as if he is afraid Marc will spurt wings and take flight.
"Vale, what are you doing?" His voice breaks, a strange tune he doesn't recognise. Or one Marc chose to forget, reserved only for the nights when Valentino took him apart in the humid Spanish nights.
Valentino's mouth slips down his arm like silk, dry lips catching around Marc's scar, hot breath living goose flesh in its wake.
Marc shivers, leans towards the heat, head turning to see where Valentino is kissing his skin, so strange, so familiar. Valentino looks up at him through his eyelashes, the blue of his irises a whisper around his blown-out pupils. They breath in unison. Valentino leans back, reaches up, and Marc tilts his head down, thinking, thinking-- They haven't kissed since 2015. They haven't touched since 2016. Valentino caresses the edge of Marc's jaw, careful, careful. Marc pushes his cheek against his fingers, thinking, thinking-- is Valentino the same with Fabio? Careful, because he could break? Or rough, the way sometimes Marc is, pushing Fabio against walls, biting under his ear to get him to shiver, because that's how Fabio likes it, because Marc loves--
Marc wrenches himself away before Valentino can kiss him. He pushes himself to the other end of the couch, almost heaving, still looking at Valentino, at the flush on his face that probably matches Marc's own.
"Marc--"
"I'm done here," Marc says in English. "We're done." He leaves without looking back, door almost slamming behind him.
Marc announces he won't race after he leaves Assen early morning on Sunday, and doesn't see Fabio before that. Not in the morning, not the night before, after his duties are done. The only thing Marc gets from him is a text.
Valentino is here. I'm spending the night with him. Fabio doesn't ask for permission. Marc is not his keeper. He's just his boyfriend. So he texts back, Ok, take care. He doesn't text, I know. I almost kissed him. Marc puts his phone on silent and sleeps alone that night.
#luna.writes#so this happened#rosquez#marc marquez#valentino rossi#fabio quartararo#mabio#moto gp rpf#moto gp fanfic#this series is a mess and im figuring it out as i write#but it feels so good to write after so long#i hope you enjoooooy#maina this one is for you too hehe#it's a three-way street au
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La stretta via Cappuccini dalla Baia del Silenzio
La piccola via Cappuccini nei pressi della Baia del Silenzio a Sestri Levante.
Per vedere la Baia del Silenzio ci sono due possibilità: andare dove si trova l'ex Convento dell'Annunziata oppre, dal lato opposto, percorrere la via dei Cappuccini e salire ad uno dei due belvedere che si affacciano sulla baia.
Io, quando sono a casa, quasi tutti giorni percorro questa strada; nelle tre foto la parte iniziale all'altezza della Galleria Rizzi.
Conosci questa zona di Sestri Levante?
The small via Cappuccini near the Baia del Silenzio in Sestri - La petite via Cappuccini près de la Baia del Silenzio à Sestri - La pequeña vía Cappuccini cerca de la Bahía del Silenzio en Sestri - A pequena via Cappuccini perto da Baia del Silenzio em Sestri - Die kleine Via Cappuccini in der Nähe der Baia del Silenzio in Sestri - Con đường nhỏ qua Cappuccini gần Baia del Silenzio ở Sestri - 塞斯特里 Baia del Silenzio 附近的小卡布奇尼街 (via Cappuccini) - セストリのバイア・デル・シレンツィオ近くの小さなカプチーニ通り
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Mike wearing this terrible outfit thinking “what would make El break up with me in the fastest least suspicious way possible”
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BUH
#these are so old#I want to kill the old rick in the second one he’s the reason I never posted this but I wanted too for so long dumb mother fucker.#old rick is so hard he’s so hard to draw I wish I could do it I’d be so annoying and terrible if I could you don’t understand#but these aren’t really anything anyway. they are for fun but I refused to post them if they weren’t together#I need to be more active but I’m scared. I’m drunk right now though so it’s okay(for rn)#god these really are old though.#like almost two years ?#i’m not me right now so i’m just saying fuck it two tears in the bucket and posting it#the top one is more important#I genuinely only think about the same like seven lisa characters i’m so sorry#going on four years strong#‘new’ job sucking the life out of me#wah#lisa rpg#richard weeks#ricks character has done such irreparable damage to me#not in the fun way im in hell#he’s my betty boop#IM GOING to play sonic generations now goodbaba maybe sonic unleashed(wii) goodbye#I can’t draw I do this to keep my mind sedated sorry#maybe sonic maina#HAPPY 5AM!!!!!!!!!!#:)
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