#ivan x marcos

[aquietgirlsmess]

I love how Paula asks "los reyes magos" to make her brother become friend with Iván and in like two episodes her wish becomes true

[anchesetuttinoino]

Tutta la storia sembra sgorgare direttamente dalla penna di Tom Wolfe, il giornalista e scrittore americano inventore dell'espressione «Radical chic». I luoghi comuni sono più concreti che mai, nel condominio (occupato) di Alleanza Verdi e Sinistra. C'è il papà ingegnere di idee piuttosto liberali. Non può mancare la figlia scapestrata e di estrema sinistra. Poi abbiamo il politico equo e solidale con la casa al mare, ma senza frigo, per non consumare. E che dire del suo alleato. Parlamentare da più di 100mila euro di reddito e due case in Umbria. Lo stesso che dice che occupare le case degli altri non dovrebbe essere un reato.

Fin troppo facile smascherare il cortocircuito. Gli interpreti di questa sit-com rossoverde sono Roberto Salis e la figlia Ilaria. Con loro la coppia d'attacco più glam della nuova sinistra-sinistra: Angelo Bonelli e Nicola Fratoianni. I due, presi dalla foga di difendere a tutti i costi la loro beniamina, si sono lanciati in un elogio degli occupanti abusivi. Ilaria Salis è accusata di occupazione abusiva e deve 90mila euro all'Aler, l'Ente che gestisce le case popolari in Lombardia. Fratoianni fa da scudo umano alla neo eurodeputata: «Mi ritrovo nelle battaglie per il diritto alla casa, anche nelle occupazioni». Segue il socio Bonelli, secondo cui «in questo paese il tema del diritto alla casa è un tema che è stato trascurato da tutti i governi». Nella saga rossoverde spunta il padre della Salis, che due anni fa vergava questo tweet in risposta al senatore renziano Ivan Scalfarotto: «Quando vedete una proprietà privata siete spinti da un irrefrenabile desiderio di invaderla! Sempre della serie quello che è tuo è mio, quello che è mio è mio!» Adesso è il primo testimonial della figlia europarlamentare.

Il solito copione da «Radical chic». Ed ecco la recente intervista rilasciata da Bonelli all'edizione romana di La Repubblica. Una beffa. Una settimana fa il leader dei Verdi apre le porte della sua dimora con «affaccio sul mare» al quotidiano del gruppo Gedi. Siamo a Ostia, in una palazzina del 1908. La vera chicca è il frigo fantasma. L'elettrodomestico c'è. Ma è staccato. «Compro del pesce e lo preparo subito. Il freezer non lo uso mai. Per il risparmio energetico ho collocato dei riduttori di volume e di flusso», racconta il politico ecologista, angosciato dall'emergenza abitativa. L'oscura intervista, relegata nelle pagine locali, brilla sul web. «Urge indirizzo per occupargli casa», ironizza su X il giornalista Pierluigi Battista.

Fioccano le prese in giro. Eccone una: «Casomai vi venisse voglia di occupare la casa di Bonelli venite già mangiati». Troppo facile sfottere Fratoianni. Più di 100mila euro di reddito e consorte collega in Parlamento. Proprietario di un fabbricato a Foligno, con un altro in comproprietà. Al netto dell'ironia, bisogna segnalare il duro commento di Marco Bentivogli, ex leader dei metalmeccanici Cisl. «Quando i figli dei ricchi dicono che è lecito occupare le case degli operai non c'entra nulla né la sinistra, né il comunismo», scrive Bentivogli.

Che infierisce: «È solo uno dei giochini con cui chi ha tutto disprezza chi fatica dalla mattina alla sera e si è guadagnato tutto ciò che ha col lavoro». Infine smaschera i finti Robin Hood delle occupazioni: «Le occupazioni avvengono solo nei quartieri dove abita la classe lavoratrice». Tutto così scontato. Radical chic, senza fantasia.

[shirohige-pirates]

Birds of a Feather

CisFem Reader x Marco

CW: Violence, blood, language, adult themes and scenes. 18+ only

Summary: Life has not been kind to you. After a string of bad relationships, you're a little jaded and a little depressed in all honestly. The worst day of your life seems to be the turning point, but the roller coaster ride that follows could either throw you soaring free, or have you caged forever?

Tag List: @clumsyraccoon @mfreedomstuff

Chapter 35: The Risk of D.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you again, Miss.” Shanks beams as he bows a little. “Good to see you on your own two feet already.”

You tilt your head in confusion. “A little birdie told me.” He says, looking over at Marco.

When the van reached the small port town the brothers had gone to work. You’d been surprised to see Shanks, of all people, but Marco wasn’t. Ivan had done a lot of the coordinating, and Shanks was in town already. As Marco explained, he wasn’t technically a pirate anymore, but Shanks was the most experienced sailor at Lvneel, so he wasn’t surprised that was who Ivan had found.

Shanks, as well, had a reason to see things through. According to the man himself, Teach had given him the scars over his eye.

“When the world changed, I really thought he’d settle down.” Shanks says, bringing you below deck on the small vessel, and offering you a place to sit. “Instead it’s come to this.”

“Are you,” you start, but stop, unsure of how to ask him if he’s going to get involved in what’s, by definition, a murder.

“Going to help?” He prompts. You can feel that steel gaze on you from behind long crimson locks, but you don’t try to meet it. You’re still not sure where you stand, and until you open the Library, you don’t think you’ll know. “No. It’s a family matter.” He answers, looking away.

“Now, if things go sideways, I’m not going to leave it be, but I don’t see that happening.” He adds, giving you a wink as he leaves the room.

You stayed put, not just because you were sore and tired, but also because you figured you’d just get in the way. At least while everyone was doing whatever it was people did to set sail. The most you knew about boats were all the different ways you used to be able to reach the galley on the Moby.

There’s a steady lurch in the ship as it breaks away from the pier. The toss of the waves is a little alarming at first, you don’t remember it being so pronounced last time, but this caravel’s a fraction of the size of the other ship.

After a few minutes the door opens and Marco smiles at you.

“Want to come out on the deck?” He asks, stepping into the room. “It’s beautiful out, and we won’t be on the ship for too long.”

Looking from him to the door and back, concern crosses your face. “It’s… a small ship.”

“We won’t capsize.” He reassures you, kneeling down before you. “I won’t let you fall into the ocean, pretty bird, I promise, yoi.” One hand twines with yours, the other caresses your cheek. "But if you want to stay in here, I’ll stay with you.”

You can feel the heat rushing to your face and cover it with your hands. A strangled groan of frustration escapes you and you reach out and grab Marco’s shirt collar, shaking him a little.

“You’re killing me.” You grumble, pulling him close enough to kiss his forehead. “But thank you for trying to distract me.”

Bright blue eyes look into yours, and his face is calm as it always is. You can see the faint lines of worry creasing here and there, but he’s keeping his expression neutral. “It’s going to be okay, no matter what happens.”

“… Have you… Have you ever?” You can’t get the last few words out, but Marco’s eyes stay steady on yours.

He nods, looking away in memory before looking back at you. “Not even the saints were saints, and clashes between pirates and marines were always violent.”

“But… like this?”

He reaches out, relief on his face when you don’t flinch, and gives you a sad smile. “No, my love, never like this before. We never knew betrayal before Teach.”

Marco stayed with you in the small cabin, letting you rest while the ship sailed. He got you out of the chair long enough to get you in his lap, but he just had you rest against him while he ran his fingers soothingly along your hair and back.

There wasn’t much said between the two of you, but the commotion out on deck caught your attention. Marco led you to the deck, staying nearby - not that he had much of a choice, you had most of a death grip on his shirt.

It wasn’t fear of the ocean so much as fear of falling in it. You might not use your devil fruit much at all, but that didn’t mean you weren’t aware of the pitfalls from it. It didn’t take long for you to be completely distracted from the concerns of the ocean, however.

The clear sky brought with it a warm sun, and the sound of the caravel cutting through the small waves was soothing in its own way. What was mesmerizing, however, was watching the other people on the small ship move around.

Shanks slipped through rigging and rails as though he had extra arms, instead of being down one. Izou was graceful from the moment you’d met him, but he seemed even more at ease on the softly rocking boat than on dry land. Jozu moved as if the waves were nothing to fear, and Vista was yawning at the helm.

There were two memories that stayed with you, years after the events on Drop Island. The first was when Marco transformed entirely. The teal-blue flames, the gold that licked at the edges of the fire that made his feathers and wings, the long ringed tail feathers, that glimmered in the sunlight.

The markings around his eyes, and the way his tattoo stayed with him were surprising to you. The Phoenix in your books had no such markings, and other small details were different, but none of it mattered.

He was beautiful.

The soft ruffle of fire against your cheek as he nuzzled you, urging you onto his back so he could take you ashore himself. The comforting warmth, the surety with which he flew, and the feel of each beat of his wings. All of it was engraved in your memory as much as your heart.

You wanted him to change again, somewhere safe, somewhere that was just the two of you. You wanted to commit every detail of this part of him into your memory, learn every curve and flicker. You wanted to be able to admire all sides of him when there wasn’t such a terrible darkness looming over everything.

Marco circled the beach an extra time or two you were sure, letting the others come ashore, and delighting at the feeling of your fingers buried in the warm fiery comfort of his feathers. No one pointed it out when he landed, everyone understood why.

Everyone gave you space once it was time. No one rushed you to do something you’d spent most of your life keeping secret. Instead they only promised that the skies and horizon were clear, that there wasn’t anyone around to be able to see what you were doing.

With time to focus you were able to manifest the doors to the library on the beach. It was easier to open the doors against a flat surface, like a floor or wall, but with a little time you could effectively build the frame work where ever you wanted, and bring the doors in that way.

Izou and Vista stood beside you, and Izou had a hand on your shoulder, ready to throw you out of Teach’s reach if he tried to pull you into the library with his devil fruit. Marco and Jozu were nearby, ready to move in, or support depending on what state Teach was in. Ace was a bit further back, ready to catch you and fill his protector role, but none of that was needed.

All the meticulous planning.

All the possibilities.

Everything you could have expected, and none of it matched up.

A small mountain of books was gathered in the open area you’d created the doors by. It was the part of the library you were most comfortable with, so you knew it was where you’d deposited Teach. He hadn’t wandered far, but he’d apparently gathered, read, and organized an alarming number of books in the few hours he’d been in this space.

It hadn’t even been a full twenty four hours.

Yet, in the midst of the pile of the books was Teach.

Unmoving.

Cold.

Dead.

His skin was a sickly grey, desiccated and gone entirely in large patches. What was left of his skin one his face was pulled into a wide smile. Your legs nearly buckled at the sight, but you managed to keep your feet.

Marco, Jozu, and Ace came closer, looking into the library one after the other.

“By the seas.” Izou swore softly.

“What happened?” Vista murmured.

You stepped forward, a few hands moving toward you, but none of them ended up stopping you. Once you stepped into the Library you knew. It was as it always was. The Library gave you knowledge. Within the space you could read everything, and you knew what book you needed for what knowledge you craved. The minute your feet hit the stone floor you knew.

You turned and looked back at everyone else. “The Library is mine. I decide who enters, and who leaves. I decide who can read, and who can’t.” You turn toward Teach, but move your gaze back to Marco before you turn far enough to see the dead man again. “Without my permission, it seems there’s a price.”

“… The Library really did eat him.” Marco murmurs, stepping forward and through the doors.

You nod. “It’s more that Teach fed himself to the Library. He… he knew the cost. The Library wouldn’t condone ignorance.”

The others step inside and they carefully make their way over to Teach. The brothers collect their wayward sibling, carrying him out of the Library, while Marco stays by your side. Once they’re outside you walk over to the books piled up around where Teach had been.

You skim the titles, making some sense of what drove him as the Library provides you summaries. You pale a little, leaning against a stack of books and letting out a shuddering breath.

“… What was he reading?”

Looking up at Marco, you look over at the doors and pull them shut. He doesn’t even flinch at the sound of the doors closing, the heavy sound of it is light compared to everything else. Instead, his eyes shift over the spines of books piled nearby.

You breathe in deep, trying to steady your own twisting stomach. “He found books on…” Pausing you try not to wretch. Years of hiding, certain knowledge was still enough to send your anxiety rocketing. “The void century, ah, information on the One Piece, and… and I think he was,” you stop again, feeling dizzy from the overwhelming understanding of what Teach was going for. You lived your entire life with a bulls-eye on your back, and carefully avoided anything that could make it worse, but Teach had dove into such knowledge without a second thought.

Marco’s hand is on your back soothingly.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to say it.”

You shake your head. “I think he was trying to blackmail the World Government.”

“… To what end?” Marco murmurs but you just shrug.

“He… He died, before he could find enough information.” You admit. “I’d have to sit and read these properly to really know, but…” You start pointing. “These eight books here are all about the Void Century, specifically just one kingdom, and these over here are about the equations for the magnetic pull of the Grandline islands, so you can navigate them without a log pose. These books are about the production of the ponegylphs and the language used. Four of these are about devil fruits. There’s twelve more history books, and… I don’t think he made it to that stack there.” You say finally, pointing to a few books that had been nearest Teach.

“And the cost?”

“A year of life.” You explain, looking around at the books. “Per… per book. He read,” you count quickly. “Fifty-three books.”

“That would’ve made him ninety-three, yoi.” Marco mumbles the words a little before his eyes go wide. “How’d he read that many books so fast?”

“Showing is better than saying.” You reply, looking around and finding a book. Handing it to Marco, you give him a reassuring smile. “You have permission to read anything in here, no charge.”

Marco takes the book, and as he opens the cover he understands. Holding it open, the pages turn for him. He looks at each page for just a couple seconds before it moves onto the next, the pages nearly fluttering by. After just a few minutes, the last page turns and Marco looks up at you a little dumbfounded.

Taking the book from his hands you smile. “Almost three-hundred pages in under ten minutes.” You put the book back on the shelf. “Even if he was reading from books double that length, in an hour he would’ve read four, and in twelve hours, forty-eight. Once you get into a groove, though, it goes even faster, and the Library doesn’t care about length, the cost is the same.” You explain, running your finger over a few titles that were short.

You watch Marco’s eyes flit over the books stacked up in a strange monument to his brother.

“He was close, yoi.” He says after a few moments. “Whatever he was aiming for.”

You nod. “I don’t think he would’ve risked the last six otherwise.”

The weight of the last twenty four hours sits heavy between you. For a long moment neither of you say anything, still in the quiet library as you struggle to process the revelation. Whether for his own gain or not, it seemed as though Teach was trying to empower revolution.

To finish what Roger started, and change the world to one that was truly free? Or to hustle his way onto the empty throne and create a world power he held the reins on?

It was hard to say, based on what you knew of him. Teach’s actions toward you were only enough for you to understand he was willing to make sacrifices for his goals - not what those goals were. You couldn’t say that he would be better or worse than the government you currently had, but even if you had known before now, you weren’t willing to give your life for his cause.

Certainly not with how he had “asked”.

You couldn’t help the small guilt that nipped at you, however. There had to be a way that would’ve worked for everyone involved. If you had only-.

“An issue for another day.” Marco declares quietly, breaking your swirling thoughts. “C’mon, mi cielo, let’s go home.”

[rinaforstars]

eurovision acts name meanings bc im bored

please correct me if im wrong

solo artists !

gustaph (stef caers) : crown in a fortress

andrew lambrou : strong and brilliant

reiley (rani peterson) : joyous song sung by the son of peter

alika milova : most beautiful happiness

käärijä (jere pöyhönen) : spear holding ruler

la zarra (fatima-zahra hafdi) : captivating independent flower

iru khechanovi : citizen with strength

victor vernicos : just conqueror

diljá pétursdóttir : born in heart of her parents, feeling

luke black (luka ivanović) : light of his father, ivan

noa kirel : motion on the wall of god

marco mengoni : of mars (mengoni was found at foundations of venice)

monika linkytė : advisor

parsha parfeni : pure admiration

mia nicolai : moon for the victor of the people

dion cooper : follower of dionysus, someone who makes wooden vessels

alessendra mele : charming defender of mankind

blanka : fair

mimicat (marisa mena) : of the sea, mena is a topographic name

theodor andrei : manly gift of god

remo forrer : dweller at the waterfall from rheims

blanca paloma : white dove

mae muller : may miller (yes, literally)

brunette (elen yeremyan) : torch that the lord exalts

loreen (lorine talhaoui) : laurel plant that bares fruit

albina kelmendi : white and merciful

groups/duos !

voyager

daniel estrin : star judged by god

simone dow : listen to the dark haired [girl]

ashley doodkorte : ash meadow (couldnt find doodkorte, but i did find he is like my 4th cousin)

alex canion : defender of humanity on a footpath

scott kay : pure man with a shield

-

teya & salena

teodora spiric : gods gift on a spire

selena-maria edbauer : hesitant moon and star of the sea

-

turalturan x

tural bağmanov : to be alive with creativity

turan bağmanov : dedicated to turan (the goddess of love in etruscan mythology), or the land of tur, creativity

-

let 3

zoran prodanović : to sell till dawn

damir martinović : one who gives peace and is the son of martin

dražen baljak : emotional beloved

matej zec : the rabbit is a gift of god

-

vesna

patricie fuxová : noblewoman

bára šůstková : innocent

olesya ochepovská : girl from the forest (they mean the same thing)

markéta vedralová : pearl

tereza čepková : playful harvester

tanita yanková : giant daughter of yanko

-

lord of the lost

chris harms : bearing christ’s army

class grenayde : peoples victory

gared dirge : rules by the spear, hymn of mourning

pi stoffers : swimming pool, bearer of christ

niklas kahl : bald person of victoy

-

sudden lights

andrejs zitmanis : brave

kārlis zitmanis : strong

mārtiņš zemītis : of mars, samogitian

kārlis vārtiņš : strong giver of roses

-

wild youth

david whelan : beloved & joyful

conor odonohoe : lover of hounds whom is brown haired

callum mcadam : dove, son of adam

ed porter : prosperous guardian of the gate

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the busker

david meilak : beloved admirer

jean borg : god is gracious in a castle

sean meachen : god is gracious, meachen is topographic

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piqued jacks

andrea lazzeretti : manly who has help from god

francesco bini : mosest free man

tommaso oliveri : twin olive

marco sgaramella : of mars

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joker out

bojan cvjetićanin : battle on veliki cvjetnić

jure maček : farmer cat

kris guštin : follower and servant of christ

jan peteh : god is gracious, rock

nace jordan : fire is dissipating

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tvorchi

jeffery kenny : peace & handsome

andrii hutsuliak : manly outlaw

[dangermousie]

And I am going to end my El Internado rewatch posts on Ivan and Marcos, who started the show by wanting to punch each other’s teeth in and ended up as best of everything, incandescently happy and utterly free, having burned down the Nazi school from hell to the ground.

This was a rare show that held up on rewatch - I still laughed and sniffled and shipped and raged and swooned. It had some awesome performances and characters but was held together by really solid writing that knew what to keep and to discard and aaaaaaaa such a pleasure!

And yes, Ivan x Julia are still in my Top 5 tv OTPs and Ivan in top 5 fave TV characters. Here we are.

[m2024a]

Giacomo Passeri condannato all'ergastolo in Egitto: un anno fa era stato arrestato per possesso di droga. Il fratello: «Siamo sotto choc» È stato condannato all'ergastolo Giacomo Passeri, il 31enne di Pescara arrestaro un anno fa in Egitto per possesso di droga. Nei mesi scorsi la famiglia del giovane pescarese aveva lanciato l'allarme sulle condizioni di Giacomo, il quale aveva anche iniziato uno sciopero della fame per protestare sul trattamento ricevuto e per le lungaggini processuali. Passeri a processo in Egitto il 19 agosto. Il fratello: «Non sappiamo se stia bene» L'arresto «Siamo ancora sotto choc: ci hanno comunicato che mio fratello è stato condannato all'ergastolo, con 25 anni da scontare in Egitto». È quanto afferma Andrea Passeri, il fratello del giovane Giacomo Passeri arrestato un anno fa circa in Egitto per possesso di droga e condannato oggi da un tribunale al Cairo. Sulla vicenda si registra anche una dichiarazione del deputato di Avs Marco Grimaldi e del segretario regionale Sinistra Italiana Abruzzo Daniele Licheri, i quali chiedono l'immediato intervento del Governo Italiano. Per loro si è in presenza di «una vicenda dai diritti umani negati. Abbiamo visto la vicenda Regeni, la vicenda Zaki, non ci fidavamo di chi diceva che in Egitto andava tutto bene. È stato detenuto senza traduttori, sottoposto a un interrogatorio senza avvocati. Non c'è bisogno di sapere di che cosa Luigi Giacomo Passeri sia stato accusato». Le reazioni «La condanna a 25 anni di carcere nei confronti di Luigi Passeri, per la detenzione di uno spinello, è un fatto incredibile e inaccettabile. Il Governo italiano interroghi subito i partner egiziani per fare chiarezza. Con un anno di prigionia il nostro connazionale ha pagato fin troppo. L'Italia deve continuare a dimostrare la sua capacità di tutela e la sua attenzione nei confronti dei connazionali all'estero, qualsiasi sia il Paese in cui si trovano». Così Alessandro Bertoldi, Direttore Esecutivo dell'Istituto Milton Friedman, su X. «L'ergastolo per la detenzione di una piccola quantità di marijuana è una pena che evidentemente non ha senso: la condanna insensata pronunciata al Cairo nei confronti del nostro connazionale Giacomo Passeri riapre antiche ferite nel rapporto tra il nostro Paese e l'Egitto. Il Ministro Tajani prenda immediatamente contatto con il suo omologo egiziano, anche eventualmente convocando l'ambasciatore dell'Egitto alla Farnesina, per far sentire la protesta più vibrante per una decisione che non presenta alcuna ragionevolezza o proporzionalità. Lo scrive in una nota Ivan Scalfarotto, responsabile Esteri di Italia Viva. «Le condizioni di detenzione di Passeri, recluso in una struttura dalle pessime condizioni igieniche con condannati per reati gravissimi, già suscitavano grave preoccupazione. Questa condanna, che prevede tra l'altro che almeno 25 anni siano scontati in Egitto, rappresenta un vero e proprio schiaffo nei confronti del nostro Paese», conclude Scalfarotto.

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@Marcelo @Vivian @Rodrigo @Lara @Ricardo

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@Tatiana @Alex

@Carla @Hugo @Bianca @Sérgio @Fernanda @Marcos @Cristina @Vinícius @Vanessa @Leonardo @Laura @Roberto @Aline @Marcel @Júlia @Gilberto @Beatriz @Geraldo @Lorena @Fabio @Renata @Henrique @Silvia @Wagner@Paula @Guilherme @Teresa @Bruno @Mônica @Samuel @Clara @Adriano @Valentina @Raul @Denise @Rogério @Caroline @Marcelino @Tânia @Rui @Elaine @Fábio @Cecília @Sérgio @Patrícia @Mateus @Letícia @Igor @Helena @Paulo @Gabriela @Roberto @Mirella @Antônio @Clarissa @Bruno @Valéria @Luciano @Nina @Walter @Andréa @Leonardo @Monique @Carlos @Isabela @Felipe @Larissa @Gustavo @Tatiana @Rafael @Leticia @Alexandre @Catarina @Douglas @Nathalia @Renato @Isadora @Hélio @Roberta @Eduardo @Viviane @Maurício @Ana Clara @Ricardo @Camila @João Pedro @Eliane @Felipe @Natasha @Wagner @Mariana @Lucas @Daniela @Marcos @Alessandra @Rogério @Raquel @Bruno @Carolina @Ivan @Lorena @Roberto @Vanessa @Augusto @Cláudia @Gilberto @Laura

@Fernando @Patrícia @Carlos

@Renata @Leandro @Fabiola @André @Cristina @Giovanni @Carla @Thiago @Lara @Rafael @Adriana @Luciano @Mirela @Walter @Juliana @Rui @Mônica @Sergio @Monique @Diego @Teresa @Mara @Emanuel @Camila @Sandra @Rodrigo

@Paula @Flávio

@Marina @Luiz

@Maria Eduarda

@José @Gabriela @Alex @Vivian @Marcio @Nina @Pedro Henrique @Heloisa @Marcelo @Cecíli @José @Elena @Igor @Júlia @Renan @Bianca @Emanuel @Rafaela @João Victor @Suzana @Fernando @Clara @Walter @Valentina @Fábio @Catarina @André @Amanda @Fábio @Isis @Gustavo @Manuela @Roberto @Renata @Douglas @Larissa @Leonardo @Tatiana @Felipe @Carla @Alexandre @Nathalia @Marcelo @Camila @Isabela @Eduardo @Leticia @Lucas @Mariana @André @Rafael

@Bruna @Rodrigo @Vivian @Daniel @Natália @Fernando @Juliana @Diego @Carolina @Hugo

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Por cierto.. VIRGINIA MAESTRO.. CHRISTIAN GALVEZ colaboro en la financiacion de BLUE BIRD mediante la empresa 47 RONIN S. L. con la que hizo la Exposicion española sobre LEONARDO DA VINCI con motivo del V CENTENARIO DE LA MUERTE del ARTISTA "FLORENTINO" =presidente de REAL MADRID.. x lo que recuerdo q murio en FLORENCIA el capitan del Espanyol de BARCELONA Dani JArQUE con 26 años hablando por telefono con su novia EMBARAZADA q dio a LUZ cuando marco un Gol el uruguayo de montevideo (mi ultima ciudad en AME-RICA) IVAN ALONSO para el ESPANYOL aunque antes jugo en el ALAVES de VITORIA con el que llego a jugar una final de la EUROPA LEAGUE contra LIVERPOOL saliendo en el min 23 por la lesion de un compañero marcando el 1er GOL (5_4 para LIVERPOOL).. luego jugo en TOLUCA (MEXICO) donde fue maximo goleador

Por cierto.. En Florencia esta el BAPTISTERIO de SAN JUAN con EL JUICIO FINAL y las PUERTAS DEL PARAISO

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Morgan Contro Fedez : " In camerino ha bestemmiato davanti a mia figlia"

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Morgan Contro Fedez : " In camerino ha bestemmiato davanti a mia figlia"

Ieri sera su Striscia la Notizia, Valerio Staffelli ha consegnato a Marco Castoldi, conosciuto come Morgan, il premio Tapiro d’oro. Questo è avvenuto dopo che Morgan è stato espulso dal talent show di Sky, X Factor, dove agiva come giudice insieme a Fedez, Ambra Angiolini e Dargen D’Amico.

Morgan ha affermato: “X Factor è completamente orchestrato, non mi è stato permesso nemmeno di scegliere le canzoni da assegnare ai concorrenti. Il motivo della mia rimozione è che ho rivelato la verità su quanto accade dietro le quinte.”

X Factor caccia Morgan

Il cantautore ha accusato: “C’è un gruppo italiano, composto tra gli altri da Fedez, Dargen e Francesca Michielin, che prende tutte le decisioni e ha interessi finanziari coinvolti. Forse non pensavano che avrei svelato i loro loschi affari.” Morgan è stato molto esplicito: “Queste persone non hanno la conoscenza musicale e si spaventano quando la vedono. Ma dovremmo essere spaventati da loro. In un mondo che dovrebbe promuovere l’inclusione, loro invece mi hanno licenziato.”

E ha continuato affermando: “Il commento su Ivan Graziani rivolto a Michielin? Come fa una cantante a non sapere che è morto da anni?”

Fedez Bestemmia e inveisce contro Morgan

Quando gli viene chiesto da Staffelli riguardo al suo gesto di mandare a quel paese Ambra, Morgan risponde così: “C’è stato un dissidio, l’ho mandata via perché lei pensava che la stessi trattando male in quanto donna. Ma è assurdo”.

Morgan è particolarmente critico nei confronti di Fedez, ritenendolo il principale responsabile della sua espulsione: “Mi ha rivolto delle accuse pesanti, bestemmiava, è stato aggressivo e lo ha fatto davanti a mia figlia di tre anni. Una cosa terribile. ‘O lui o io, uno dei due deve andarsene a farsi benedire, e ha anche minacciato del tipo ‘Ti privo dei pochi soldi che hai, pazzo. Sky dovrebbe mettere a disposizione i video, dato che le telecamere erano accese”, conclude Morgan, il quale, incontrando sua figlia piccola, lancia un’ultima pungente frecciata ai Ferragnez: “Non filmatela, io non accetto denaro per mettere in scena i figli”.

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X cierto..en ESPAÑA "MONSTER'S BALL" [Los MONSTRUOS DEL BALON..Título q no tiene nada q ver con la pelicula] con la q ganó un OSCAR HALLE BERRY (q se dio a conocer en la peli de JAMES BOND "Muere otro dia" x su escena saliendo de la playa de la CALETA en CADIZ en la q se crío MERCHE q no pago HACIENDA durante 15 años y q fue novia de malogrado ALEX CASADEMUNT tras salirse de FORMULA ABIERTA antes del 2do cd LA VERDAD y liarse con VERONICA ROMERO en OT q se lanzo con cd LA FUERZA DEL SOL y cd LA LLUVIA..y donde rodaron SEÑOR DAME PACIENCIA la 2da peli de VELENCOSO tras su debut en apocaliptica FIN]..fue EL PASADO NOS CONDENA..y ya se había divorciado del 23 de los BRAVES o David JUSTICE y estaba casada con eric BENET del q también se divorciaria apesar de su TERAPIA SEXUAL ..

Así q os recuerdo q VIRGINIA MAESTRO acaba de estar en CADIZ x los premios MAX de Teatro donde no pintaba nada..y q en los años 40 estalló un POLVORIN q voló media ciudad..así como hasta allí trasladaron las CORTES x la invasión del BONAPARTE, se sancionó la 1era CONSTITUCION tras ser redactada en el Teatro de COMEDIAS de la adjunta SAN FERNANDO y llevaron la batalla contra INGLATERRA o TRAFALGAR q Marco el diseño del MAPAMUNDI MODERNO al facilitar las INDEPENDENCIAS en AME_RICA o CAIDA IMPERIO ESPAÑOL

X cierro.. MONSTER' S BALL la hizo australiano HEATH LEDGER q murió cuando rodaba como JOKER la peli EL CABALLERO OSCURO sobre BATMAN siendo la Modelo HELENA CHRISTENSEN [q debuto en video WICKED GAME de Chris ISAAK q versiono H.I.M. en su cd  Greatest Love Songs Vol. 666]..la primera q le extraño q no contestase a sus llamadas y x la cual australiano suicidado o accidentado masturbandose con auto_axfisia [como Ivan Heyn subsecretario de comercio de Cristina Fdez de KIRCHNNER en una CUMBRE del MERCOSUR]..Hutchence de INXS [q me dio su cerveza Mexicana CORONA en sala DIVINO AQUALUNG y tim FARRISS su pua]..dejó a KYLIE MINOGUE cuando lanzó BITTER TEARS del cd X como SUICIDE BLONDE q dedico a KYLIE

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Ah yes that beautiful time they hold hostage the math teacher 

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My MAGNETIC list of ships: Isabel & Lucena ~ Jaguar

I've been living in my lowest, it's safe to say Hope my little bit of hope don't fade away

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Birds of a Feather

CisFem Reader x Marco

CW: Violence, blood, language, adult themes and scenes. 18+ only

Summary: Life has not been kind to you. After a string of bad relationships, you're a little jaded and a little depressed in all honestly. The worst day of your life seems to be the turning point, but the roller coaster ride that follows could either throw you soaring free, or have you caged forever?

Tag List: @clumsyraccoon @mfreedomstuff

Chapter 33: Options

Waking up was rough. The strange sensation of your dream clings to you and it takes you a minute to realize you’re even awake at all. The pain in your body is foreign because you didn’t feel it while you were in the Library - or the dream Library - and the sheets cling to you in a way that feels too heavy. Like they mean to consume you in retribution.

It takes a moment longer to realize you did not sleep in your bed last night. That the odd feeling of the sheets was because you were in someone else’s bed. Confusion shifts to understanding as you piece together the events of the night before. Pain zings through you when you move too quickly and you let yourself sink back into the mattress.

Marco took you to his family’s home because it was closer than your home. He’d used his devil fruit’s powers to ease your wounds, but it had sapped what was left of your strength. Even so you still hurt, but that was a testament to just how roughly you and Teach had clashed. At the end of things the only thing keeping you moving was adrenaline, and with that gone even rest couldn’t stave off the ache of your one-sided fight with Teach.

You stared at the ceiling and wondered idly if he was really dead.

It was true that you didn’t know much about your own devil fruit because of your fear of getting caught. You never shared the Library with anyone else, never mind throwing someone in there on their own. You didn’t know if that space really would eat someone to incorporate their knowledge or not.

You only even knew you could turn into an owl because you felt the need to do something and had ducked into the Library to test things out. Past actually changing into the shape and changing back, you’d never done anything else.

You’d spent years trying to make sure no one even knew you had a devil fruit, and while that hadn’t worked out for you, you’d like to think you at least mitigated the risks.

A soft knock at the door precedes Marco entering. He smiles when he sees you’re awake, tray of food in his hands.

“I wasn’t sure if you were still sleeping, yoi.” He explains, setting the tray down nearby. “And I didn’t want to come in without warning.” He sits down on the edge of the bed. “How’d you sleep?”

“Well enough.” You answer, wincing as you sit up.

“Hey, no, hold on.” Marco’s hands are on your shoulders, but you shift and give him a reassuring smile and he helps you sit up instead of trying to get you to lay back down.

“I’m just stiff from sleeping.” You reassure him. “I mean, things still ache, but nothing feels too bad.”

“After you eat we’ll need to change your bandages anyway.”

You start to remind him he’s a veterinarian, and then you remember that he spent years as the doctor on an Emperor’s ship. “What time is it?”

“Close to ten,” he answers, setting the tray across your lap. “It was after one when we got back here, yoi. Ivan wants you to call him once you’re up for it. He’s been coordinating with Vista about getting us to Drop Island without anyone noticing.”

“Vistaaaah- ah, one of your many brothers.” You nod as you begin eating. “I remember you talking about him. I…” You stop, looking down at your food. “You never mentioned Teach, I really should’ve known better.”

“I should’ve told you about him.” Marco insists, sitting at the end of the bed. “I knew he was focused on his goal, but I didn’t think it was going to be to such an extent.”

You shake your head. “With how everything came together for him, it was probably for the best it unfolded the way it did. I don’t want to think about how poorly things could’ve gone if they’d happened differently.”

Marco concedes the point, checking his phone as you eat and moving the tray aside once you’re done. He takes your hand, leading you into the hallway and down to a nearby bathroom. You realize quickly how large his family’s estate must be when an auxiliary bathroom has as much space as this one.

Marco helps you strip, and carefully removes the bandages from you. He strips as well, and gets the shower running. It’s certainly big enough for both of you, and the lip edge is set low.

“Pops and the nurses stayed on this floor while he was still alive,” Marco says, answering questions you haven’t even asked yet. “This bathroom was made for easy access for Pops and the nurses. Afterward I used it when any of the kids got hurt. The room right across the hall is set up as a small clinic space.”

“This place is bigger than I thought.” You laugh nervously as Marco moves you both into the warm water, and starts carefully cleaning you up.

“Yeah, it’s 248,000 square feet.” You freeze in place and Marco nearly snorts. You look at him and his control breaks and he laughs.

“Are you-.”

“I’m not kidding, yoi!” He insists, laughing more despite it. “The Moby was over two million square feet, the house is small comparatively. We couldn’t convert the entire ship, and the manor only has five floors.”

“Only.” You nearly choke the words, letting Marco help you wash up. You’d be more useful if he hadn’t nearly broken your brain with statistics about the house. “I knew this place was going to be large, I guess I just didn’t realize how large.”

“Well, the entire estate is almost a hundred acres, and there’s a few smaller houses.” Marco says, grinning and you put your face in your hand. “The manor’s only home to a few of us, and some of my married siblings live in other houses on the land.”

“You weren’t worried about your brothers,” you begin, as Marco starts to rinse you both off. “You were worried I’d see the size of this place when you came here to grab your clothes and a toothbrush and have an existential crisis.” You tease.

He laughs, giving you a quick kiss before trading places with you so he can clean up. The shower area is so large there’s a little ledge you can sit on while he washes up.

“Honestly I hadn’t thought about it,” he admits sheepishly. “I was worried about my brothers so much I didn’t even think about the impact the manor would have, yoi. We’ve been here for a long time now, and there’s so many people it just doesn’t feel fancy.”

“It feels like home.” You say and Marco pauses for a moment before smiling and nodding.

“Yeah.”

You lean against the wall as Marco goes through his own routine. You grin after a moment and tilt your head a little.

“Don’t rush on my account.” You say, biting your bottom lip when he looks over his shoulder at you.

With a smile he turns and faces you. “You can look, mi cielo, but until you heal you’re not doing much more than that.”

Your grin breaks into a wide smile. “If I work up enough of an appetite I might actually keep you under me for once.”

You see a few small flames lick Marco’s skin as blush rushes to his cheeks. His expression is mostly unchanged despite the other things he’s not controlling well, and he returns his focus to cleaning up. You take the win for what it is, stretching slowly and trying not to let the aches in your body ruin your brightening mood.

The shower cuts off and Marco gives you a hand up. It’s frustrating how much you ache, but considering how things could have gone, this was a small price.

He’s careful as he dries you off, and you barely twitch or flinch.

“I knew when I healed you as much as I could last night that I wouldn’t have to worry while you slept, but this is worse than I thought it was.” There was anger in his voice, and you could feel the heavy warmth of his flames. The pains and aches ease, and for a brief moment almost vanish entirely.

“I can’t sleep all day again.” You warn softly.

“Aye,” he replies, leaning forward and kissing the back of your shoulder. “I’m not going to exhaust you. You swelled up and bruised bad while you slept, I’m just going to do enough to lessen it before we wrap you back up.”

There’s a long quiet moment before the warmth of his flames fade, and you can feel the leftover pain settle back into your bones.

“I’m going to throw him into the ocean.” He growls through grit teeth, fingers tracing very carefully over your back. You tense, thinking about your dream and Marco’s hand rests a little heavier against your back. “Sorry, pretty bird, it’s not a pleasant topic, I know.”

You shake your head. “That’s… not it.” Breathing in slowly you let it out and turn so you’re facing him. “I had a dream last night, and… I don’t… I don’t know how to say this, but I think Teach is already dead.”

Marco’s brows raise, and after a moment’s consideration they furrow a little. “What makes you think that?”

“I dreamt the Library ate him.” You admit, looking up at him sheepishly. It sounds wildly improbable when you say it out loud.

The look of shock on Marco’s face almost makes you smile despite the heavy topic. “Ate him?” You nod. “… It does that?”

You shrug. “I don’t really know what it does. I rarely used it, and when I did it was just to read. I used it once to transform just so I knew what that was like, but I’ve been trying to live like I don’t have a fruit for ten years. I don’t really know what it can do.”

Looking away from him you start to speak and stop a few times before sorting out what you wanted to say. Marco waited patiently, as he always did.

“It’s not: What if I killed your brother,” you finally explain. “It’s: What if he only died because I didn’t learn how to control my ability?”

Marco leans forward, wrapping his arms around you and letting you rest your head against his chest. His embrace is careful, gentle where it needs to be, and holding onto you as tightly as he dares to in the places he can. He kisses the top of your head, mindful of the cut that’s going to be healing for a few days yet, even if he tends to it every day.

“What you did brought you to me,” he says quietly. “Every choice, yoi. Whether Teach is alive or not doesn’t matter to me as much as your being here right now does.”

“But -.”

“You didn’t kill him.” Marco interrupts, leaning you both back so he can look into your eyes. “Whether the Library did, or we have to later, you’re not at fault.”

You know he’s trying to console you. You don’t doubt that he means what he’s saying, but the weight of it all is too heavy. You’ve done a lot to keep yourself alive, but you’ve never had to make such a choice. It’s never been a matter of someone else’s life or your own.

What gave you the right to put yourself above another? Teach had certainly done things you couldn’t see as being right, but by the letter of the law you were the one with a bounty on your head. Was it immoral for him to turn you into the Government? Was it immoral for you to want to live peacefully regardless?

Was the only way to answer that with someone’s death?

“There had to be another way!” You finally shout. Marco’s fingers slip between your own and you can feel the building turmoil inside you subside a little from the gesture.

“Wasn’t there?” You ask quietly. “Isn’t there?”

“There are always options, mi cielo.” His face is twisted with painful understanding, and he caresses your cheek with a warm hand. “Living is deciding what options you can live with.”

“I didn’t pick this, though.” You press your lips together, holding back tears of frustration.

“No, you didn’t. Teach did.” He insists, leaning down and kissing the tear that escapes your eye. “We’re heading to Drop Island later today.” He explains, kissing your forehead. “I’d rather you stay here, but-.”

“No one else can open the Library.” You interject, nodding and leaning against him.

“I don’t mind losing… ta’ someone like that.”

Teach’s words echo in your mind from the dream, that crooked smile burned into your senses. It was like he was at peace, like he knew that such was the possibility of his choices, and if he was going to die then at least he was dying in a way that didn’t bother him.

“I’d want to be there anyway.”

“Oh?”

You nod, staying tucked against him. “Whatever is decided, whatever’s happened or not, I want to face it with you.”

Marco rests his chin carefully on top of your head, keeping you close for a minute before re-bandaging your wounds. You’re both quiet as he works, and you don’t complain when he helps you get dressed. No matter how the day goes, it’s not going to be easy.

But at least you won’t be alone.

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The Devil's Reign Continues in March. Get a Look as to What's to Come!

The Devil's Reign continues in March. Get a look as to what's to come! #Comics #ComicBooks #DevilsReign

On Wednesday, December 8, Mayor Wilson Fisk will have all of Marvel’s heroes in his deadly grip as Devil’s Reign, the latest Marvel Comics crossover event, begins! Spinning out of writer Chip Zdarsky and artist Marco Checchetto’s Eisner-nominated run on Daredevil, this far-reaching saga will see Kingpin use his power and influence in a vicious quest to rid the world of every last Super Hero. The…

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some of my fav scenes from el internado, in no particular order

- when the lieutenant has a gun to marcos’ head and hector steps out of the bushes with sandra and yells “get your gun out of my nephew’s face” or something like that

- when paula sees her mom for the first time and runs to her

- when eva wulf is trying to kill julia and ivan breaks the ice to save her then takes her down to the passageways; he tries to keep her warm (like when they’re in the cage and tells her to envision the two of them at the beach); he breaks the glass thingy eva wulf is in even though he has a gun to his head just to save julia

- the scene after that when julia marcos and ivan come out of the passageways and vicky is practically hyperventilating bc she thought they were dead :( 

- marcos: carol is the best thing that ever happened to me ivan: except meeting me, right :)

- paula and evelyn

- when vicky hits amaia over the head with a shovel

- anytime vicky calls out amaia for being clingy

- when they go to the church and that nazi flag unrolls and they realize that what they’re dealing with is very fkn dangerous / when ivan follows (read: runs after a car) julia’s stepfather after he finds out he’s part of ottox

- when rebeca and fermin start working together

- when rebeca and fermin sneak into the army camp to get the doctor and the uranium. very badass

- rebeca and martin 🥺

- when carol was jealous of how close marcos and ivan were 

- when ivan almost dies bc of the sickness and tells julia “thanks for being my girl” ; but then they get the machine to work and he comes back and everyones hugging and crying

- anytime marcos walk in on julia and ivan together and ivan is annoyed that marcos ruined their mojo just bc ppl are trying to kill them

- how excited they are to burn the school down lmao

- when ivan kills that dude and marcos hugs him and helps him hide it

- when mateo has them write who stole the quiz and someone wrote “your fucking mother”

- when julia sneaks out and ivan is worried out of his mind for her and she goes “i was out shopping” 

- when marcos tells carol that after they get out of the school he’s going to love her forever

- when ivan tries to kill his father during the feast even though he’s practically dying bc he didn’t take the medicine and there’s classical music in the background

- when amelia starts helping them against the nazis, especially when she’s the one who tells them that carol is dead

- any scene where they’re happy and together and safe

- any julivan scene 

honestly might update this when i remember something else, feel free to share your own bc i need to talk to ppl who watched this show and love it as much as i do :)

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There's those TVshows we just die for a ship that never happens and then there's Ladybug where ships just come falling from the sky