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Requests I made for @konsttheultraslayer !

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[theanontrain]

" Distraction during Scout training. This one was a little similar to the other one with Pyro and Mimi."

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Unveiled

In which Elle finally reveals the truth about her sexuality to one of her best friends, Derek Morgan and introduces her girlfriend (Fem OC) she’s been hiding from the team (fluff!)

word count: 3.8k

tags: female oc, elle greenaway, delle friendship, jelle friendship, prentaway friendship, elle x female oc, lesbian elle greenaway, bisexual elle greenaway, coming out, sexuality, jemily, secrets, secret relationship, elle in love, wlw, wlw couple, wuhluhwuh, mentions of girls night and drinking, previous jelle kiss

no warnings

notes: I wanted to write Elle a coming out story for a while and I thought the best way to do it was including Derek as I love their friendship. I hope you enjoy, there is some fluffy couple stuff between Elle and the fem oc at the end. (I always send fics with I love yous pls sorry guys!)

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Elle walked into the bullpen a few minutes late a smile on her face and a light blush on her cheeks. Heading over to her desk she greeted all of her team members in proximity to her with sweet-sounding ‘hello’s’ and ‘hi’s.’ She hung her black leather jacket over her chair and pushed her favourite black shoulder bag under the table with her foot.

“Morning Spence,” She grinned at him taking a file from the top of her pile and pulling out a pen from her desk that Penelope had gifted her on one of the days leading up to her 28th birthday.

“Elle you’re happy,” He checked his watch, “For 8:44 am, you hate mornings.”

“Not anymore, I had a great morning.”

“Coffee for the princess?” Derek asked bringing over the cup.

“Keep that for yourself, I had a cup. I’ll make myself some tea,” Elle said getting up and walking to the kitchenette with a spark in her step.

“What’s going on with her?” Emily whispered over to Derek.

He shrugged back, “I’ve not seen her this happy since… actually I’ve never seen her this happy.”

Elle leaned against the counter waiting for the kettle to boil, “Have we got a case today?” The question was more directed at Emily since she knew JJ would have told her about it already if they had one.

“Yeah but it’s local we should be done within the day,” Emily answered.

Elle finished making the tea and picked up the cup, “Oh great thanks.”

She placed the cup on her desk, took out her phone and sent a quick message.

A few seconds later her desk phone rang and she answered it almost immediately.

“Elle Greenaway speaking.”

The others couldn’t hear the other person on the phone but Elle was giggling almost the entire time and every so often would tell the other person she had to go but the conversation would continue. The call lasted 13 minutes before she hung up and went back to her file and sipping on her tea.

Half an hour later the phone rang again and Elle answered, “You’ve got to stop calling me. I’m a busy working woman.”

This time the call only lasted 6 minutes before she hung up and realised Derek was watching her.

“What?” She said typing some of the information from the file into her laptop.

“We’ve only been here an hour and you’ve had two calls.”

“And?” She asked still not looking over at him.

“You hate the phone, Elle,” Derek observed.

“I don’t hate the phone,” Elle rolled her eyes finally looking over at him.

“Actually you do,” Spencer spoke before continuing to ramble, “Hey did you know Alexander Graham Bell and Elisha Gray simultaneously invented electronic sound transmission devices? It came down to a race betwixt the two-“

“Yeah, and Bell beat Gray to the pattern office by a matter of hours. Common knowledge,” Elle finished.

“Why are you acting so weird?” Derek watched Elle’s body language as she leaned back in her chair turning to face him once again.

“We’re sitting with a guy who knows there are eight hundred kernels of corn on the average cob,” Elle started pointing at Spencer.

“Graded in sixteen separate rows,” Spencer finished not looking up from his laptop.

“And you’re calling me weird?” She pointed at herself a smile with a slight smirk now covering her face.

“You’re getting some loving aren’t y’a? You got a boyfriend,” Derek tried to profile her.

“You’re basing this on what exactly? The fact that I don’t like the phone? That’s all you’ve got, That’s your best? You’ve been a profiler for how long Derek and that is… that’s weak, that’s weak.”

“What’s weak?” JJ asked walking into the room, Elle’s eyes following her and she began to walk past.

“Derek thinks Elle has a boyfriend,” Spencer said but Elle quickly interrupted him.

“Nothing,” she said, she and Emily getting up to follow her to the round table.

“Nothing, see you just denied it,” Derek said getting up to follow them.

“And do you?” JJ asked in a slightly teasing tone.

“It’s more fun not to answer that question.”

“That right there is a yes baby. I knew it. I told you,” Derek said catching up to the women and Spencer who was following closely behind them.

“She didn’t really admit to anything man,” Spencer added.

“Thank you,” Elle glanced at Emily who was looking at her with a knowing look which JJ didn’t pick up on when she looked between them both.

“Reid trust me you’ve got a lot to learn,” Derek said as they walked into the room taking their seats at the round table.

——————

JJ presented the case of a serial killer who drowned his victims in motels. Since it was local Garcia was able to search for some leads from the police department while the team were getting the brief.

“Reid, Prentiss. You check out the first motel and see if anyone that fits the profile has been seen there. Greenaway, Morgan check out the second location. The rest is us will stay at the department, Garcia continue to track credit cards,” Hotchner ordered.

Elle and Morgan separated from the team, Elle drove to the location and after both speaking to receptionists on different shifts they discovered the unsub hadn’t been to this motel yet. They waited in the motel car park in case this was where he would bring his next victim.

“So,” Derek bit into his burger, “Whose the boyfriend?”

Elle sighs, “There isn’t one.”

“Princess I’m not stupid, I can tell by that smile,” Derek took one of her fries.

“Oh really?” Elle laughs, “I think you are.”

Elle’s phone rings but this time she doesn’t answer. She types out a message to whomever she’s been texting and calling all morning before looking back at Derek.

“You’re blushing! Why won’t you tell me?”

“It’s more fun that you keep guessing,” Elle shrugged.

Derek looked out of the car window silent for a few seconds, “Is it a woman?”

Elle didn’t answer, she’d never heard someone actually ask her that before. She dated a popular girl in college so they kept things private and she knew Emily knew she had a girlfriend now because she had exceptional gaydar.. and she had seen them together once in the parking lot after work but she had never asked questions.

“Elle? I asked you if it is a woman?” Derek repeated then thought about it, “No you totally had a crush on me at the start it can’t be.”

Elle snapped out of her thoughts, “In your dreams. I did not have a crush on you.”

“You didn’t?” Derek looked slightly puzzled.

“You asked me out on a date, I said no,” Elle reminded him.

“I thought you were playing hard to get. Maybe I should have known you didn’t like me, your eyes were always glued to JJ when she walked into a room.”

Elle choked on a fry, “What are you talking about? No, they weren’t.”

“They were baby girl, you may not know you like women but your eyes don’t lie. You had a crush on JJ.”

Elle rolled her eyes, “I know I like women but I didn’t have a crush on JJ at least not a big one. Okay, we kissed once but then Emily came along and stuff happens… and I’ve said far too much.”

“Woah woah back up what?” Derek’s eyes were wide.

“What part?” Elle gave him a shy smile.

“All of it? I’m not shocked that you like women, but JJ? You kissed her?”

“Derek you’re a gossip, but yes we were having a girl's night and we kissed,” Elle shrugged.

“And that’s how you realised?”

“No, I knew before JJ, I had a girlfriend in college.”

“No kidding, isn’t Penelope at girls night?” Derek tilted his head confused, if Penelope saw she would have said something to him he thought.

“Yeah she was sleeping, well we thought she was sleeping but she was all giggly around us both for a few days. I’m surprised she didn’t say anything.”

“I can’t believe she didn’t tell me,” Derek pouted causing Elle to laugh.

As Elle was about to reply she looked out of the car window catching a glimpse of a man that fit the description of the man they were looking for.

Once they caught him, they made their way back to the unit meeting JJ, Hotch, Emily, Spencer, Gideon and Rossi before heading back up to the bullpen.

In the elevator Elle rode with Emily, Derek and JJ there was silence that seemed rather awkward to Elle but that was probably because of what she had just discussed with Derek.

“Are we going to the gym after work?” Elle asked Derek.

“You want to? I thought you couldn’t wait to get out of here,” Derek wiggled his eyebrows at the end of his sentence.

“I don’t have plans until 6:30 pm so I’ll have time to kill and I want to talk to you,” Elle fiddled with her sleeve.

“What are you doing later?” JJ asked, she wasn’t nosey but she was curious Elle didn’t usually have plans with anyone unless she was seeing her and Emily or Penelope and Derek. She liked spending the evenings at home with her cat and a book or case file.

“Just someone I’ve been on a couple of dates with,” Elle lied, she had been with her girlfriend for a few months but they didn’t know that, well Emily knew. Elle was thankful Emily hadn’t told her girlfriend.

“Don’t bother asking her questions she won’t answer any,” Derek told the blonde.

The elevator doors opened and each of them exited. Elle and Emily last to exit since JJ had gone ahead with Derek so Emily took the chance to talk to Elle.

“Do you plan on telling them?”

“I will soon, things are just really good right now I don’t want it to change.”

“Elle if she’s right for you things won’t change based on whether or not people know. I’m not sure what happened in your last relationships but they don’t define this one,” Emily smiled.

“Will you and JJ still be here at 6:30 if so maybe you could leave off at that time? She’s coming to pick me up I wouldn’t mind you guys meeting her.”

“Yeah, we can do that,” she and Emily separated to their desks.

Both she and Derek did one case file and Elle put the rest into her bag to look over at home, Derek of course left his on his desk.

He walked over to Elle’s desk and picked up her bag for her as well as wrapped an arm around her waist, “Shall we get going, princess.”

“Hey Derek if Elle really does have a boyfriend he would not like you right now,” Spencer said noticing Derek’s ‘flirting.’

“Jealous that I flirt with all the ladies pretty boy?”

“Leave him alone,” Elle slapped Derek’s arm before saying bye to her co-workers and leaving to go to the gym with Derek.

——————

Elle came through in her usual black sports bra and leggings and Derek was opposite her in a muscle-fit t-shirt and shorts, “So what did you want to talk about?”

“Nope. One round, talk and then another round,” Elle demanded.

“Fine by me,” Derek held up his hands in a surrender position.

“Be prepared to have your ass kicked Morgan,” she gave him a grin.

Morgan won the first round but Elle had put up a good run they lasted 22 minutes sparing with each other. She knew she’d definitely win the next round.

The brunette took a seat on the bench taking a sip of her water and fanning herself to lessen the small sweat she had worked up.

Elle didn’t wait for Derek to ask her again or she might not even tell him she liked to be in control of when she did things, “I think I’m a lesbian,” she blurted.

“You’ve got to stop doing that today how many times are you going to blurt things out to me,” Derek rolled his eyes.

“I’m serious,” Elle crossed her arms.

“What do you mean, you think?” Derek made eye contact with her.

“Well I’ve dated men, I’ve even slept with a couple in the last year,” Elle said.

“And what did you think when you were doing that?”

Elle shrugged, “I wasn’t really thinking about it.”

“Okay, let’s try this then, do you find me attractive?”

“Seriously Derek,” Elle tilted her head to the side in annoyance.

“Just answer the question.”

“Fine, you’re somewhat attractive but no I wouldn’t sleep with you.”

“Interesting.”

“Derek I’m serious,” Elle sighed, “I prefer the women I’ve been with they are more attractive to me and I prefer having sex with them.”

“Then you might be a lesbian Elle,” Derek said.

“Might be?” Elle groaned, “Might be that’s where we started this conversation!”

“Why haven’t you spoken to Emily, she’s a lesbian and she dated men in the past before she realised.”

Elle shrugged, “Maybe I’m scared of the answer.”

“Deep down you know don’t you?” Derek gave her a sympathetic look, “Elle you know you’re a lesbian.”

Elle looked at the floor, “Yeah, it doesn’t change anything though, so I don’t know why I’m scared. It’s not like I’ve ever come out as something but now it’s different and it’s not like I’m with someone I don’t love because of that, I love Sofia.”

“Elle you can still feel scared about something just because it’s something that hasn’t changed for other people it’s still changed for you. Realising things can be scary. You thought you were bisexual since college? That’s a long time,” Derek moved closer to her on the bench.

“Since high school, not college.”

“So that’s over 10 years,” Derek lifted Elle’s chin so she would look at him. He knew why she put her head down, there were tears in her eyes and she would never let herself cry in front of anyone, “It’s okay I promise, You’re still the same person as you were this morning to me, Elle.”

Elle wiped her eyes, “Damn profiler how did you know I was most scared of what people would think?”

“Because I know you but I also know the whole team, none of them will ever treat you differently they love you and it’s not like you’re the only one there’s a whole bunch of fruits in there.”

“Excuse me?” Elle laughed, “Fruits?”

Derek shrugged, “I saw it somewhere.”

“You’re insane,” Elle closed the gap between them by wrapping her arms around him in a hug.

Derek rubbed her back, “You’ll be okay Elle,” He kissed her forehead, “So Sofia? That’s her name?”

Elle nodded, “Yeah, she’s beautiful Derek.”

“Tell me about her?”

Elle nodded again, “She has long blonde hair, it’s more of a dirty blonde but it’s a lot lighter now because of the soft highlights she gets done, her eyes are blue with a hint of green, amazing fashion sense, she won’t leave to go anywhere without jewellery, she’s the kindest woman ever and she makes the best coffee and tea,” Elle’s eyes lit up talking about her girlfriend.

“Are you sure you aren’t dating JJ?” Derek teased.

“No, I just kind of have a type I guess.���

“Tall or short?”

“She’s about an inch or half an inch shorter than me,” Elle told him.

“I assumed you’d date women your height.”

“Why? Let me guess because JJ and I are of similar height?”

“You got it, princess.”

Elle checked the time, “She’ll be here soon.”

“Is she your age?” Derek asked standing from the bench and grabbing his water bottle.

“Kind of,” Elle set herself up in position for the next round on the mats.

“What do you mean kind of she either is or isn’t,” Derek positioned himself in front of her.

“She’s younger, she’s 23.”

Derek laughed, “You sure she isn’t Jay’s twin?”

“Shut up it’s just a coincidence they don’t even look like that similar,” Elle rolled her eyes and took the first punch of their match.

Her predictions were right this time she won the match although she knew Derek was definitely going easy on her. She helped him up from the floor before going back to the bench taking her water and a towel that she draped over her shoulder.

“I’m showering quickly,” Elle checked her watch, “I’ve got time, wait for me?”

“Oh I’m so waiting, I can’t wait to see JJ’s lookalike,” Derek teased.

“Whatever you say, you’re going to be so jealous,” Elle stuck her tongue out like a child would before making her way to the changing rooms.

——————

“You smell like a flower shop,” Derek said when Elle walked into the corridor.

“Thank you,” She grinned.

“It wasn’t exactly a compliment, I mean you smell nice it’s just a bit much,” He shrugged throwing his arm over her shoulder to walk out of the building with her.

“Men,” She rolled her eyes.

“Excuse me?” He raised an eyebrow at her.

“What? At least we smell good I can’t say the same about men,” Elle pushed her lips together trying to keep a straight face through her smile.

The brunette's phone dinged, and she removed it from the pocket of her navy suit pants looking at the front screen she saw a message from Sofia.

Sofia: I’m waiting for you in the usual space <3

Elle smiled at the screen, “She’s here.”

“Nervous for us to meet her?”

“Not really, it’s just you, Em and JJ. I’m glad it’s not everyone at the same time,” Elle said as the elevator stopped at the car park level.

As soon as the doors opened she caught a glimpse of her girlfriend’s blonde hair from behind a post just across the other side of the lot, the same smile she had worn on her face appeared when they made eye contact.

“Damn princess, she is pretty,” Derek looked Sofia up and down from afar.

“Stop looking at her like that,” Elle glared at him then picked up the pace of her walk to get to her faster.

Once she was in front of Sofia she threw her arms around her in a tight hug, “Hi, I missed you,” Elle kissed her shoulder.

“Hi baby,” Sofia inhaled the scent of Elle’s hair.

Elle pulled away, “Derek, this is my girlfriend Sofia and Sof that’s Derek.”

“Hi, Elle talks about you a lot,” Sofia smiled at him.

Derek put his hand out to shake hers.

“She doesn’t do handshakes she prefers hugs,” Elle said smiling at her.

Sofia shrugged, “It’s a germ thing. Way more germs are attracted through touching hands than hugging,” She said before giving him a quick hug.

“Wow, Reid would love her.”

“Oh I hope he does, he’s so cute. He calls Elle late at night to make sure she’s safe,” Sofia has a soft subtle smile on her face.

“Oh, he’s either going to love you then or be insanely jealous that you’re dating Elle,” He grimaced.

“He likes her?” Sofia raised her eyebrows.

“I’m sure he doesn’t Derek likes to tease and get under your skin,” Elle rolled her eyes.

“Whatever you say, princess.”

“I hope you don’t mind meeting a couple of my friends.. you’ve kind of already met Em but she and JJ will be out in a minute,” Elle held both sides of her arms gently.

“Of course I don’t mind I’m happy you want me to meet them love,” Sofia rested her hand on Elle’s hip. Since she was in heels she was a couple of inches taller than Elle despite Elle’s small heel on her boots so she had to lean down slightly to kiss her.

Their kiss ended when they heard Emily clear her throat behind them. Elle turned around a pink hue covering her cheeks while Sofia slipped her hand inside Elle’s not wanting their physical contact to be over.

“Nice to see you again Sofia coincidently it’s the same way I saw you both last time,” the raven-haired woman laughed.

“Hi Emily, sorry about that she’s irresistible though,” Sofia ran her other hand down the length of Elle’s back, “You must be JJ, Elle’s told me so much about you. You’re gorgeous,” Sofia turned her attention to the shorter woman standing beside Emily.

“Oh I’m sure she has,” Derek winked earning a confused look from Emily between them all.

“Ignore him, Bye Derek. We will see you tomorrow,” Elle crossed her arms holding a glaring eye contact with him until he finally decided to say his goodbyes and leave.

They both stood in silence for a couple of minutes before JJ spoke up, “How long have you and Elle been together?”

“A couple of months? I honestly forget it feels like forever.”

“We should do a double date, I’d love to get to know you better Sofia but I’m sure you’d both like to be getting home now and I know Emily and I want to as well,” JJ smiled.

“Yeah sounds good, I’m sure Elle will arrange something, right baby?”

“Yeah, we can text, have a good night,” Elle hugged them both.

“Oh we definitely will,” Emily winked at her causing them all to laugh before she and JJ left to go to their car.

Sofia slid her hand into Elle’s back pocket as the older woman leaned against the car with her back arched a little.

“What was with the meet and greet?” Sofia laughed kissing the tip of Elle’s nose.

“You make me happy and they started assuming I had a boyfriend so I thought it was time to come clean.. speak my truth,” Elle laughed.

“You a boyfriend? No chance. Speaking of, Derek, is he telling the truth does Spencer have a thing for you?”

“No, I’m certain he likes JJ. But you’ve got nothing to worry about you’re all I have ever wanted,” Elle pressed her lips against the blonde.

“And you and JJ have clearly hooked up nice to know your type,” Sofia said opening the passenger door for Elle.

Elle gasped, “We did not hook up! We kissed once never spoke of it again. Also I don’t have a type especially based on hair colour I’m not a serial killer but I suppose I have a thing for feminine women,” she placed her hand on Sofia’s thigh as she started up the car.

“Elle,” Sofia paused, “I love you,” she met Elle’s beautiful chocolate brown eyes with her own ocean-coloured ones.

Elles face softened and her smile grew wide, “I love you too Sof.”

[hotchology]

i make very insightful notes on criminal minds - 1x2 compulsion

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I tre dell’Ave Maria - Associazione Nazionale Alpini

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Team Fortress 2 (SFM) - Engie's Family (BLU)

Grab yourself a cold drink and guitar and join in on the fun with Engineer along with his father, Mimi-Sentry, Mini-Sentry Chan, Dell-Spencer, and The Telle-Twins. They all solve problems.

The Blu version of Engineer was able to reclaim this truck full of Blu briefcases from the Red Team which called for a celebration.

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Sour Patch Kids

Starbucks

Sadaf

Stride

Subway

Tang

Tate’s Bake Shop

The Body Shop

Tesco

Twitch

The Ordinary

Tim Hortons

Tostitos

Timberland

Topo Chico

Tapestry

Tropicana

Tommy Hilfiger

Tommy Hilfiger Toiletries

Turbos

Tom Ford

Taco Bell

Triscuit

TUC

Twix

Tottenham Hotspurs

Twisties

Tripadvisor

Uber

Uber Eats

Urban Decay

Upfield

Unilever

Vicks

Victoria’s Secret

V8

Vaseline

Vitaminwater

Volkswagen

Volvo

Walmart

Wegmans

WhatsApp

Waitrose

Woolworths

Wheat Thins

Walkers

Warner Brothers

Warner Chilcot

Warner Music

Wells Fargo

Winston & Strawn

WingStreet

Wissotzky Tea

WWE

Wheel Washing Powder

Wrigley Company

YouTube

Yvel

Yum Brands

Ziyad

Zara

Zim Shipping

Ziff Davis

[raatart]

a complete boycott list in alphabetical order

a complete list of companies / brands / franchises to boycott in support of palestine that i have been working on putting together for a while now.

remember to support your local businesses

stand with palestine against genocide

(Food & Beverages)

A

Activia

Acqua Panna

Akmina

Absolute Vodka

Algida

A&W

Aquafina

Alpro

Actimel

B

Burger King

Baskin Robbins

Ben & Jerry's

Bugles

Betty Crocker

Badoit

Becel

C

Coca Cola

Costa Coffee

Cadbury

Cheerios

Cheetos

Campbells

Calve

Cappy

Chiquita

D

Dominos

Dasani

Dunkin' Donuts

Doritos

Dr Pepper

Danone

Dolcela

Damla

Dogadan

E

Evian

Eden

F

Fanta

Frito-lay

Fruit by the Foot Roll Ups

Falim

Fresca

G

Gatorade

Greggs

H

Hardees

Haagen Dazs

Heinz Ketchup

Hershey's

Hard Rock Cafe

Heinz

I

Innocent

Israeli Fruits & Vegetables

J

Jacob's

Jaffa

K

KitKat

KFC

Kbueno

Kraft Mac & Cheese

Kellogg's

Kraft

L

Lipton

Lays

M

McDonald's

Mars

Marks & Spencers

Maggi

Marila

Monster

Mountain Dew

Mehadrin

Minute Maid

Milk Bar

M&M's

Magnum Ice Cream

Milka Chocolates

N

Nestle

Nestle Cereals

Nescafe

Nesquik

Nespresso

Nido

Nutella

Nature Valley

Nestle Milo

Nestle Carnation

Nestle Coffee Mate

Nestle Nestum

Nimbooz

Nestea

O

Orea

Original Shredded Wheat

P

Papa John's

Pepsi

Pringles

Pizza Hut

Perrier

Pillsbury

Popeyes

Pretty a Manager

Pure Life

Powerade

Popup Bagels

Q

Quality Street

Quaker

R

Redbull

Ruffles

S

Starbucks

Subway

Smartwater

Sweetgreen

Snickers

Sprite

Sabra

Sunkist

Strauss

Smarties

S.pellegrino

Schweppes

Sana

Sirma

Sara Lee

T

Toblerone

Tang

Twix

Tesco

Tropicana

U

V

Vittle

Volvic

W

Wall's

Walmart

Walkers

Wrigley's

X

Y

Z

7Up

(Clothing)

A

America Eagle

Adidas

Alo

Adina Eden Jewelry

B

C

Converse

Calvin Klein

Cat

Castro

D

Drew

Diesel

E

F

G

Good American

GAP

H

H&M

I

J

K

Kamili

L

Levi's

Lumberjack

M

Mango

N

Nike

O

Oasis

P

Puma

Q

R

River Island

S

Skims

Skinny Dip

St. Mark

Style Nadia

T

Timberland

U

V

Victoria's Secret

Vakko

W

We Wore That

Wyeth

X

Y

Z

Zara

(Beauty)

A

Aveda

Amika

Avon

Aussie

Aveeno

Always

Aesop

Ahava

B

Bobbi Brown

Blistex

Bath & Body Works

Britney Spears Fragrance

Becca

Biotherm

Beauty Blender

C

Clinique

Covergirl

Colgate

Calgon

Camay

CeraVe

Christina Aguilera Perfumes

Clean & Clear

Crest

CND

Cacharel

D

Dr. Jart+

Dove

Dettol

Darphin Paris

Dark & Lovely

E

Essie

Elidor

F

Fenty Beauty

Fair & Lovely

G

Garnier

Gillette

Glam Glow

H

Honest Beauty

Haci Sakir

Herbal Essences

Head & Shoulders

Hugo Boss

I

J

Jo Malone

Johnson & Johnsom

K

Kerastase

Kiehl's

Kylie Cosmetics

Kylie Skin

Kotex

L

L'Oreal

Lacome

La Roche-Posey

Lifebuoy

Lux

Lubiderm

M

Maybelline

MAC

Moroccan Oil

Maui

Matrix

Max Factor

N

Nyx

Neutrogena

Nivea

Nature's Beauty

Niely

O

Olay

Origins

Orkid

Oral-B

Oax

P

Pepsodent

Pantene

Q

R

Revlon

Rimmel

Rexona

Rhode

S

Summer Fridays

Schick

Smashbox

Sephora

Sensodyne

Skinceuticals

Skin Better Science

T

The Body Shop

Too Faced Cosmetics

The Ordinary

Tom Ford Beauty

Tampax

Takami

U

Urban Decay

Ulta Beauty

V

Vichy

Vaseline

Veet

W

X

Y

Yes to

Yuesai

Z

(Luxury)

A

B

C

Chanel

D

E

Estee Lauder

F

G

Georgio Armani

H

I

J

K

L

LVMH

Louis Vuitton

La Mer

Lavs

Le Labo

M

Mugler

Maison Margiela

N

O

P

Prada

Q

R

Raplh Lauren

S

T

Tiffany & Co.

Tom Ford

Tommy Hilfiger

U

V

Valentino

W

X

Y

Yves Saint Laurent

Z

(Tech & Entertainment)

A

Aol

Amazon

AirBnB

Apple

B

BBC

Buxton

Barbie

Booking.com

C

CNN

D

Disney+

Dell

E

Energizer

F

Ford

Fiverr

G

Galaxy

H

HP

Hyundai

Hulu

I

IBM

Intel

J

K

L

Lego

M

Motorola

Movenpick

Mattel

Microsoft

N

National Geographic

Nokia

Netflix

O

Oracle

Oxi

P

Philips

Q

R

Rolls Royce

S

Siemens

Sodastream

T

Toys R Us

U

V

Volvo

Valvoline

W

Wix

X

Y

Z

(Other)

A

Axa

Ariel

Aero

Ambi Pur

Airwick

Aroma

AVC

Amway

Ace Hardware

Andrex

American Express

B

Bounty

Black & Decker

Bonux

Bref

Braun

Benadryl

Band-aid

Barclays

Blue Cross Blue Shield

Better Help

C

Caltex

Chevron

Culligan

Citi Bank

Chicco

Cravola

Clearblue

Capital One

D

Dash

Drynites

Dosmestos

Doona

E

Expedia

F

Finish

Febreeze

Fixodent

Fairy

G

Goop

Gerber

Gys

H

HSBC

Huggies

Hayat

I

Imodium

J

JCB

K

Kimberly-Clark

Kleenex

L

Lion

Little Swimmers

Lenor

M

Mr Muscle

Minidou

Monsanto

N

Nicorette

O

Omo

P

Pampers

Purina Felix

Payoneer

Palmolive

Protex

Pull-ups

P&G

Prima

Pril

Paramount Pictures

Q

R

Rejoice

Rinso

Rogaine

S

Signal

Sensus

Sudafed

T

Tide

U

Unilever

Us Cellular

V

Vim

Vanish

Vicks

W

X

Y

Yumus

Z

(Places)

A

B

C

D

Disney

E

F

G

H

I

J

K

L

M

N

O

P

Q

R

S

T

U

V

W

X

Y

Z

(People)

A

Ashley Tisdale

Amy Schumer

Andy Beshear

B

Bono

Ben Savage

Bella Thorne

Beyonce

C

Chris Evans

Claire Holt

Ciara

Chris Rock

Chris Pine

D

Demi Lovato

Dwayne Johnson

DJ Khaled

E

Eva Longoria

F

G

Gal Gadot

H

I

Ian Somerhalder

J

Jamie Lee Curtis

James Maslow

Justin Bieber

Jennifer Aniston

Jaclyn Hill

Jack Harlow

Jordan Peele

Joseph Quinn

Jack Black

K

Kylie Jenner

Kim Kardashian

Kris Jenner

Kerry Washington

Katie Perry

Karlie Kloss

Khloe Kardashian

Kat Graham

Kendall Jenner

Kourtney Kardashian

L

Lebron James

Lana Condor

Lana Del Rey

M

Millie Bobby Brown

Malala

Mindy Kaling

Mark Hamill

Madonna

N

NFL

Nina Dobrev

Natalie Portman

Nabela

Nicole Richie

Noah Schnapp

O

Octovia Spencer

P

Perez Hilton

Paul Wesley

Phoebe Tonkin

Pia Mia

P!nk

Q

R

Ronaldinho

Rihanna

S

Sofia Richie

Shaquir O'neal

Selena Gomez

T

Tara Strong

Taika Waititi

Taylor Swift

Tyler Perry

U

Usher

U2

V

Vanessa Hudgens

Viola Davis

W

X

Y

Z

[milesmoralesrp]

Marcus Morales (27 luglio 2024) è figlio del Spiderman nero di origini afroamericane e spagnole Miles Morales e di Amal Haniyeh,fratello maggiore di Stuart Morales.

È attualmente single

Biografia

Marcus Morales nasce il 27 luglio 2024 a Brooklyn a New York alle ore 19:14 dall'unione tra Miles Morales e Amal Haniyeh.

Miles era andato a lavorare e ha trovato in qualche modo una ricetta segreta ed esperimento segreto per ottenere di nuovo gli arti mancanti persi per tante cause e occasioni terribili quando poi nello stesso giorno questo esperimento cade adosso a suo figlio Marcus che è senza poteri dell'uomo ragno e finisce per trasformarsi in uomo lucertola nonostante è un neonato e lo fa ritornare in sembianze umane quindi il neonato subisce nuovi poteri da uomo lucertola.

In seguito all'età di 18 anni frequenta l'università scientifica di New York a Brooklyn per lavorare sugli esperimenti di riscrescere gli arti,sui rettili e studiare i rettili continuando a sviluppare i poteri da uomo lucertola.

In seguito all'età di 20 anni completa gli studi iniziando a lavorare come chimico,scienziato e medico per far ricrescere gli arti e studiare i rettili.

Poteri e abilità

Marcus si è dato poteri sovrumani come risultato dell'esposizione al siero con il DNA di una lucertola, che gli ha permesso di trasformarsi in Lizard. In forma umana, non ha nessuno dei suoi poteri sovrumani, ma è molto intelligente e uno scienziato ben noto nei campi della genetica, della fisica, della biochimica e dell'erpetologia. Ha un intelletto a livello di genio.

Quando Marcus è trasformato in Lizard, ha forza, velocità, resistenza, agilità e riflessi a livelli sovrumani, che possono eguagliare quelle di Spider-Man. La sua forza sovrumana è sufficiente per sollevare circa 12 tonnellate. Può anche scalare i muri usando una combinazione dei suoi artigli affilati e delle micro squame sulle mani e sui piedi che creano un attrito molecolare come quello di un geco. È altamente resistente alle lesioni grazie alla sua spessa pelle squamosa, che gli consente di resistere a forature e lacerazioni da armi ordinarie e armi da fuoco di basso calibro. Inoltre, la lucertola ha capacità di guarigione altamente migliorate che gli consentono di riprendersi rapidamente da ferite gravi, inclusa la rigenerazione degli arti perduti. Ha anche una lunga coda che può usare per bilanciarsi o come arma offensiva, capace di frustare e frantumare il cemento. Come alcuni gechi, può staccare la coda e farne crescere una nuova. La lucertola ha denti affilati come rasoi incastonati in mascelle muscolose che possono infliggere un morso letale. Come un rettile, ha caratteristiche di sangue freddo ed è quindi sensibile agli sbalzi di temperatura; un ambiente sufficientemente freddo farà rallentare drasticamente il suo metabolismo e diventerà dormiente se è esposto a temperature fredde per troppo tempo.

La lucertola può comunicare mentalmente e comandare tutti i rettili entro un miglio da sé stesso tramite telepatia limitata. Ha anche in almeno un'occasione secreto potenti feromoni che hanno indotto gli esseri umani vicini a comportarsi violentemente. In seguito, un ulteriore potenziamento della sua telepatia gli ha conferito il potere di costringere telepaticamente gli umani a mettere in atto i loro impulsi primordiali, sopprimendo il controllo emotivo nella loro amigdala (il "cervello di lucertola").

Sulla base di vari fattori fisiologici e ambientali, l'intelligenza della lucertola può variare da quella bestiale e animalesca alla normale intelligenza umana. La personalità di Lizard si è manifestata più spesso con l'intelligenza umana, capace di parlare e ragionare più in alto, sebbene alcune versioni siano state più selvagge di altre.

Età: 22 anni

Amici:

Ethan Gonzalez,Timur Haniyeh,Salem Haniyeh,Tristan Spencer e Heather Spencer

Professione:

Chimico,scienziato e medico

Personalità

Leone ascendete Capricorno è una combinazione astrologica che va a rafforzare quelle che sono le qualità comuni a entrambi i segni, come la solarità e passionalità, l’ambizione, la tenacia e la forza. Il rafforzamento di queste qualità, unite alla notevole intelligenza, all’ambizione, alla razionalità e all’impetuosità ne fanno una personalità estremamente carismatica, in ogni ambito eserciti il suo fascino, che riguardi la sfera privata o pubblica.

Parenti

Miles Morales (padre)

Amal Haniyeh (madre)

Stuart Morales (fratello)

Moath Haniyeh (fratellastro da parte della madre)

Hazem Haniyeh (fratellastro da parte della madre)

Salem Haniyeh (fratellastro adottivo da parte della madre)

Timur Haniyeh (nipote,figlio di Moath)

Saddam Haniyeh (nipote,figlio di Moath)

Ibrahim Haniyeh Gonzalez (nipote,figlio di Moath)

Sarah Haniyeh Gonzalez (nipote,figlia di Ibrahim,deceduta)

Belal Haniyeh Gonzalez (nipote,figlio di Ibrahim)

Marwan Haniyeh Gonzalez (nipote,figlio di Moath)

Laith Haniyeh Gonzalez (nipote,figlio di Marwan)

Osman Haniyeh (nipote,figlio di Hazem)

Hamza al-Badri (fratellastro da parte della madre)

Yunis al-Badri (nipote,figlio di Hamza)

Tristan Spencer (nipote,figlio di Sarah)

Heather Spencer (nipote,figlia di Sarah)

Prestavolto

-Arya and Wynter Wells

-Isai Devine

-Keivonn Woodard

-Myles Truitt

-Jurell Carter

-Nate Wyatt (pv attuale)

[anaskhattabrp]

Frase: "La fantasia abbandonata dalla ragione genera mostri impossibili: unita a lei è madre delle arti e origine delle meraviglie"

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀✧ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ׂׂ✧.ೃ⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐍𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐆𝐍𝐎𝐌𝐄

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀──────── ⠀⠀:classical_building:️ ⠀⠀. ˊ-

⠀⠀# FC: Taylor Launter ⌵ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀˚·. ⠀⠀

⌗ ex ғᴄ : Mahmood⠀⌵

⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀:classical_building:. 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐨𝐝 /ˈdɛmɪɡɒd/

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯. a being with partial or lesser

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀divine status, such as a minor deity,

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀the offspring of a god and a mortal,

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀or a mortal raised to divine rank.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⌵

⠀

⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀:amphora:⠀⠀───⠀⠀✧.ೃ ⌗ 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐒

⠀

⠀⠀⠀��.*⠀𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐨 : Archos Midas

⠀⠀⠀✧.*⠀𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐝𝐢 𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐚 : 17 marzo 2004

⠀⠀⠀✧.*⠀𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐨 : Nessuno

⠀⠀⠀✧.*⠀𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨 : (bene )

⠀⠀⠀✧.*⠀𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐚 : Omero

⠀⠀⠀✧.⠀𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐮𝐬 : / nessuno

⠀⠀⠀✧.⠀𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚̀ 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐞 : (arena di duello e disegnare l'arte)

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀:owl:⠀⠀───⠀⠀✧.ೃ ⌗ 𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐀

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⠀⠀⠀✧.⠀𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐢 : questo personaggio è un discendente del re Mida .

⠀⠀⠀✧.⠀𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐚̀ 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐢 : ( tipi di poteri: tocco d'oro e guarigione, teletrasporto )

⠀⠀⠀✧.⠀𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐨 : nessuno

⠀  :scroll:⠀⠀───⠀⠀✧.ೃ⌗ 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄

Biografia: Archos Midas nasce il 17 marzo 2024 a Frigia in Turchia da una coppia turca musulmana con i nomi Ercel (discedente di re Mida con i quali gli antenati si sono mischiati con i turchi nel corso delle generazioni) e Timur (discedente di Priamo attraverso Ettore mischiato con i turchi).

Archos ebbe un'infanzia e una vita normale e felice senza avere problemi crescendo come i coetanei.

Da adulto, Archos ebbe in eredità il tesoro del suo antenato re Mida, il tocco d'oro (diverso da quello dell'antenato) e successe un evento in cui Zeus (antenato del re Mida) si innamorò di una donna araba bellissima immigrata ad Atene in cui Era,moglie di Zeus si arrabbia moltissimo in cui inviò un serpente avvelenando tutte le acque uccidendo l'intera famiglia di questa donna bellissima che Zeus vorrebbe ricambiare e Zeus chiama Archos a soccorrere questa bellissima donna decidendo allora di prendere delle formiche e le trasforma in esseri umani in cui sostituiscono i parenti morti di questa donna e Archos come eroe mortale e discendente di Zeus e del re Mida uccise il serpente con una spada d'oro e Zeus concepisce due figli dalla donna araba bellissima: Aisha Calliope e Amir Adonis con origini arabe e semidivine.

In seguito, Archos si trasferisce a Micene in Grecia dove visita l'antica città del suo antenato Agamennone attraverso la figlia Eolia,moglie del re Mida e madre di Ancuro che è nipote del re Menelao ovvero fratello minore di Agamennone e re di Sparta.

In seguito, Archos si trasferisce a Sparta città in Grecia per visitare la città dove abitava il fratello del suo antenato Agamennone ovvero re Menelao che era re di Sparta e marito di Elena,rapita da Paride della città di Troia.

Poteri: Tocco d'oro per uccidere i nemici a differenza del suo antenato re Mida che ha avuto un brutto potere che tramontò ogni cosa in oro al punto di morire di fame e finire in disgrazia

Armi: Spada d'oro

Religione: Islam

Antenati: Zeus,re Mida,re Agamennone,Eolia,Ancuro,

re Priamo ed Ettore

:pen_fountain:⠀⠀───⠀⠀✧.ೃ ⌗ 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓

⠀

Carattere:

Uomo pieno di forza, imbattibile ma possiede solo un punto debole che non può essere toccato: la pianta del piede.

Uomo indipendente,forte e testardo.

Segno zodiacale: pesci ascedente bilancia

Lavoro:

Artista e mercante

Ex Lavoro:

Contrattore

Amici:

Ismail Haniyeh,Yasser Arafat,Alex Gonzalez Jr,Miles Morales,Yahya Sinwar,Will Spencer e Muhammad al-Muttalib (profeta Islamico)

[ideeperscrittori]

Quando escono sui social notizie "leggere", vedo commenti così: "Ci sono guerre e parlate dei Måneskin? Vergogna!".

Osservazioni di tal genere mi lasciano perplesso.

Parlo spesso di politica, il gossip non mi interessa, ma non sono sempre sintonizzato sui problemi del mondo. E sapete perché? Perché il cervello funziona così. Anche quello delle persone più eccezionali. Anche chi ha messo l'attivismo al centro della sua vita si svaga con cose futili. E magari guarda un film con Bud Spencer e Terence Hill. È qualcosa che aiuta a sopravvivere.

Tempo fa ho pubblicato post "leggero" e un tizio mi ha scritto che potevo evitare, perché il giorno prima era morta della gente per un crollo (chiaramente per colpa mia).

All'inizio volevo fargli notare che da qualche parte nel mondo, in qualsiasi momento, succede qualcosa di orribile. Persino ora sta accadendo.

Ma invece di rispondere sono andato sul suo profilo. E ci ho trovato solo meme kitsch, post tesi a dimostrare che i giovani degli anni 80 erano migliori di quelli odierni, buongiornissimi caffè e cospirazionismo fascista. Nessun saggio su geopolitica e guerre. Strano eh?

[L'Ideota]

[dustedmagazine]

Iggy Pop — Live at Montreux Jazz Festival 2023 (earMusic)

Iggy ain’t goin’ gentle. The fiercely puckish frontman is at once a beguilingly ravaged and uncannily preserved specimen, and he and his spry band, who go unidentified in all of the available press materials documenting this 2023 Montreux Jazz Festival appearance, in the fabled Stravinski Auditorium—are in fine, if a bit slick form. They hurl themselves through a frenetic set, pungent, not only given the apparently sweaty nature of the deep summer show, running the gamut from the totemically primal catalog of beloved standards that constitute the Stooges’ resoundingly influential early 1970s LPs, to a handful of cheekily barbed numbers plucked from Pop’s more recent output.

Iggy’s band sounds vital from the first note of opener “Five Foot One,” and he is in fine voice, crooning “I’m only 5’1”/Unless the time has come/I won’t grow anymore,”his Napoleonic self-deprecation somehow simultaneously defiant and comical. Singer and musicians are in mellifluous sync, and the song is well-chosen as an opener, suiting Pop’s irrepressible rock and roll insouciance, his infectiously, eternally adolescent fervor, which never falters or wavers, to a tee. It is tastefully peppered with horns a la latter day James Chance, somewhere between the louche electro funk of The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion circa Orange and a gentler Rocket from the Crypt. Not groundbreaking, but it sounds great.

And yet, these time-tested, still electrifying punk rock torch songs have been neutered somewhat here. The performances are professional, perfectly calibrated, even virtuosic. In this way, the interplay between frontman and band is reminiscent of a similarly magisterial band with a similarly magnetic frontman—the J.B.’s, and James Brown—as on the show’s performance of “Lust for Life,” with its iconically louche, martial opening beat.  And the recording’s documentation of this skillful execution is remarkably pristine. The guitar tone is warm. The drumming shifts between an assaultive, reverberant bass drum sound, rattling snares and nuanced textures on the toms. These ace session players (?) are, in a word, unimpeachable.  And yet, it’s all a bit restrained, and at times stale, formulaic. The band is seamless, but not trenchant, lacking an edge. There are moments of “Down on the Street” that sound like overproduced, ersatz 1980s new wave, like a corporate rock supergroup, shades of Robert Palmer or Power Station, which the preponderance of horns hints at throughout. “Lust”’s  audience call and response sounds anodyne, dutiful, where it should be raucous, exuberant. Feels more like a pep rally with a college football marching band than a throwdown—though the crowd is audibly psyched.  Pop’s delivery is velvety, but he doesn’t deploy it to the gritty, unflinching ends one might expect, or at least hope for.

The set’s take on “Raw Power” is quasi-vaudevillian, as Ig swaggers his way through a beguiling cascade of honkytonk piano chords hammered flamboyantly, with percussive verve. His is a commedia dell-arte-esque vamp on a punch-drunk nightclub emcee here, as he bobs and weaves his way through the cracked anthem like a bygone borscht belt circuit fixture, emulating his own Pop mythology superficially, as though from a place of slight remove, rather than embodying it fully, viscerally, at least in vocal terms. “It’s hot and smelly, motherfucker,” he observes unself-consciously, but convincingly, toward the end of this rendition. The crowd loves the display. They’re here to see Pop in a familiar guise, not a reimagined one. And yet, he's 75. So having him onstage in even a slightly redundant or attenuated form is nigh on miraculous, and should be celebrated. It feels churlish to critique.

Indeed, there’s Vegas showmanship and an inherent spirit of fun, but schmaltz afoot, too, as in this show’s rendition of “TV Eye,” which arrived like a fully-formed, bludgeoning slab of proto-sludge on The Stooges’ irascible second album, Fun House, a lacerating leap from the proto-punk of their debut to squalling avant-noise terra incognita. Here, the totemic track feels leached of menace. With its oversaturated horn section and jazzy background vocals, it verges on being a carnivalesque caricature of itself. 

Doubling down on theatricality, Iggy quavers in a neo-goth register, a latter-day David J or Ian Curtis, over “Gimme Danger”’s ominous arpeggio, which eventually regresses into a standard issue—showy, noodly—albeit well-executed guitar solo that caterwauls compellingly at its crescendo. “Fuckin’ righteous,” he intones, not so much his best impression of a punk rock surfer dude drawl, but Ig harnessing his own irrepressible essence. The iconic Pop’s innate charisma is the unmovable object here. He imbues this sometimes workmanlike, sometimes plodding show with its renegade spark, as on “Nightclubbing”. The horns sound appropriately dissolute for this sodden manifesto for the demimonde, Pop’s voice ragged, captured with uncanny intimacy by this recording’s crystalline fidelity.  Recent tracks like “Frenzy” are blunter, more simplistic, occasionally labored, ham-handed lyrically. And yet they’re rawer musically. They have a less practiced quality. They can be punishing. As such, they are more viscerally satisfying, a throwback to Rhino’s legendary Nuggets garage/psychedelia comp.

“For about 50 years, I’ve been sick half the time,” Iggy announces drily, by way of introducing “Sick of You,” and in doing so, dragging us with abandon into the heart, and apex of the set, “So it was easy to write this song.” His pithy bon mots are borne of observational acuity, but it’s his willingness to expose his foibles, to lay his vulnerabilities bare, that is particularly disarming, and a gift to fans mired in the quotidian vicissitudes of their own lives—in that timeless tradition of alchemical performer-audience attunement that’s a kind of symbiotic catharsis. Musically, “Sick...” is a bewitching Cramps-ian dirge, a gentle threnody. Thematically, Pop wallows alluringly in the anomic abyss, a puerile paean to the subcultural underbelly that the indefatigable Ig has embraced, and reveled in, since his emergence as lead Stooge, with anguish lurking beneath the bombast. It’s stripped down and paced just right. The horn section, excessive to the point of banality at times during this set, fits seamlessly here, inflecting the track lightly, providing grace notes, bleating plaintively at first, wafting elegiacally away as the track dissipates. The sometimes boilerplate guitar licks are more textural here, a roiling thicket of riffage, pyrotechnic.

Which brings us to “I Wanna Be Your Dog,” quite possibly this show’s highlight, with its piercingly serrated guitar parts, bass drum’s tectonic rumble, backing vocals like a sulky, nihilistic Greek chorus. The performance evokes what it must have been like to hear The Stooges for the first time, a transformative moment of emergence, of rock and roll syncretism, when a dark alloy hewn from the eviscerated, seething detritus of the blues, punk and metal, at once atavistic and incendiary, lay waste to the staid to unleash the rampaging ids of a generation in fertile flux. The solo flames out, as Iggy chants with the crowd: “I want you, baby…yeah, I know I’m gonna die…and I want you.” Desire is a generative, death-defying force.

Michael Wiener

[abatelunare]

Che cosa ci volete fare...

Lo so. Sono un rompicoglioni. Uno che non si contenta facile. E non è l'età, no. Sono sempre stato così. Solo che ora lo sono di più.

Vi volevo confidare le mie impressioni di lettura su due cose che ho visto. E che mi hanno convinto poco.

La prima cosa è l'ultimo episodio di Castle. Va detto preliminarmente: la serie funziona solo per merito dei personaggi - tutti ben delineati e azzeccati - e delle loro interazioni. Le varie indagini sono un mero pretesto. La sottotrama, che riguarda sostanzialmente il passato del protagonista femminile, è banale. Ma peggio ancora è la sua risoluzione. L'episodio numero ventidue è poco plausibile e il finale, condensato in appena tre minuti, appare scandalosamente affrettato. Oltre a condensare tralascia ciò che è stato degli altri personaggi. L'ennesimo spreco, insomma.

La seconda cosa è il primo episodio di Piedone uno sbirro a Napoli. Premetto che Piedone lo sbirro era il napoletanissimo commissario Rizzo, protagonista di una fantastica tetralogia cinematografica. Lo interpretava Bud Spencer, al secolo Carlo Pedersoli, l'attore che più ho amato quando ero ragazzo (e del quale possiedo quasi tutte le pellicole nelle quali ha lavorato, da solo o in coppia). La serie televisiva racconta la storia di Palmieri, anarichico poliziotto dalle maniere spicce che si presume essere stato allievo del mitico Rizzo. Ora, l'attore è simpatico e bravo e mi piace pure. Però il carisma dell'immenso Bud non ce l'ha proprio. E poi per me Piedone significava sganassoni, dati con quegli effetti sonori caratteristici del cinema italiano. Qui non ho visto gli uni e non ho sentito gli altri.

Ve l'avevo detto. Sono un rompicoglioni.

[gregor-samsung]

" «Non essere così spaventato. L'amore non finisce. Solo perché non ci vediamo…». Aveva già deciso, anche se io non lo seppi fino al giorno dopo, quando il telefono non offrì nient'altro che una bocca aperta e silenziosa come quella di qualcuno ritrovato morto. «Mio caro, mio caro», disse lei, «la gente non continua forse ad amare Dio per tutta la vita senza mai vederlo?». «Non è il nostro genere di amore». «Alle volte ho l'impressione che non ce ne sia nessun altro». Avrei dovuto accorgermi di quanto lei fosse già sotto l'influsso di uno sconosciuto non aveva mai parlato in quel modo le prime volte che eravamo stati insieme. Con felicità, di comune accordo, avevamo eliminato Dio dal nostro mondo. Mentre io dirigevo con attenzione la luce della lampadina tascabile per illuminarle i passi attraverso l'ingresso devastato lei aggiunse: «Tutto dovrà andare bene. A condizione che amiamo abbastanza». «Io non posso dare ancora di più», dissi io. «Ti sei già presa tutto». «Tu non sai», disse lei. «Tu non sai».

Il vetro delle finestre si sbriciolava sotto i suoi piedi. Solo la vetrata policroma del portone d'ingresso era rimasta intatta. Il vetro diventava bianco là dove si polverizzava, come il ghiaccio che i bambini disfano nei campi fradici o sul ciglio delle strade. Di nuovo mi disse: «Non avere paura». Sapevo che non si riferiva a quei nuovi e strani ordigni che dopo cinque ore, senza pausa, ancora ronzavano in alto come api venute dal sud. Era il giugno del 1944, fu la prima notte di quelle che più tardi vennero chiamate V1. "

Graham Greene, Fine di una storia, traduzione di Alessandro Carrera, Prefazione di Scott Spencer, Postfazione e cura di Domenico Scarpa, Collana La memoria n. 1295, Palermo, Sellerio, 2024¹; pp. 131-132.

[Prima edizione originale: The End of the Affair, London: William Heinemann, 1951]