#luna and i did it again gents

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"my blorbo is faster than your blorbo bitch"

-top gun fans to sonic fans

photoshop curtesy of @sansmelatonin

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Location: Windslar, Windenburg

(transcript under the cut)

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Hello again! Long time no see. Work got crazy these last few weeks, and I had little time to get this episode out. Thankfully, I pulled through. I'm excited to show y'all the second episode of the Fosters series! Part 2 drops tomorrow.

Scene 1 - 28 Windslar

Haven (checking her phone): 7:00AM. Spectacular. Happy birthday to me.

(heads downstairs, scowling) And Chloe’s making breakfast. That’s just great. Oatmeal pancakes and protein shakes for everyone.

Josh: Hey, isn’t today your birthday?

Haven: Nothing gets past you.

Josh: Well, I hope your day improves. And I like your t-shirt.

Haven: Thanks. I stole it off some guy back in San Myshuno. Never got a chance to actually read Thrasher.

Josh: Really? I’ve got a couple of older copies that I brought with me. Consider it my gift to you.

Haven: You don’t have to do that.

Josh: Relax, it’s your birthday. I hardly read them, anyway.

Haven: Damn it. I’ll have to get them after school. Cassandra’s waiting for me out front.

Chloe: You’ll miss my pancakes...

Haven: I’ll live.

Scene 2 - Copperdale Prep

Cassandra (sheepishly): So...I probably should have checked to see if Dunkin’ was actually open before dragging you out of your house early...

Haven: Renovations. Shit happens. I’ll just eat a full lunch.

Luna (kissing Malcolm Landgraab): Missed you last night, Mackie. Thought you were going to come over.

Haven: Nevermind. I’ve lost my appetite.

Haven (going about her day): I’ve had worse birthdays, honestly. Nothing beats having glass bottles thrown at your head while trying to put a toddler to sleep. Stuffy uniforms and boring classes are heaven compared to that.

Wes (walking into class late): Another detention, ladies and gents. I’m thinking about going for the world record.

Haven: As much as I hate to admit it, Windenburg and Copperdale Prep are kind of growing on me.

Mostly thanks to Wes and Cassandra. Though Wes did invite his...situation to the get-together our foster parents are throwing for me later tonight, so he’s on my temporary shit list.

Haven (playing piano in a restaurant after school): I even managed to convince Solstice to let me practice on their grand piano on my days off from work. They think they’re cheating me by getting free performances. I just want the experience.

Scene 3 - 28 Windslar

(The birthday is a low-key affair at the Brookestone-Walker residence. All the foster kids are in attendance, along with Cassandra and Morgan.)

Haven: And fine, Morgan isn’t bad at all. She’s friends with Cassandra and Wolfgang, so she has to be cool. I guess it just feels weird to watch Wes focus his attention on someone else, even though I’m not interested in him at all.

Morgan (telling a story to Wes and Haven): You should have seen the look on her face! She had no idea we knew her favorite...

Haven: He’s like family to me now.

It’s strange learning how to fit into this new, makeshift family. I feel like I’m constantly saying the wrong thing. I’ve never cared so much about how people see me. I don’t know if I want them to like me...I just don’t want them to hate me.

(Audreyanna hands Haven a gift.)

Haven: I didn’t think you were going to get me anything.

Audreyanna: You only turn 17 once, Haven. I remember that age very well. I hope it’s your best yet.

Haven: Thank you.

Scene 4 - Outside 28 Windslar

(Morgan and Wes sneak outside.)

Morgan: I’ve been trying to figure you out for a while now.

Wes: And?

Morgan: And I’ve realized that it’s pointless. I simply am never going to get you.

Wes: I doubt that.

Morgan: You never give me a straight answer. You talk a big game but haven’t made a move. How are you so sure?

Wes: You already have me. There’s nothing more to get.

(They kiss.)

Morgan: We’re right in front of your house, you know.

Wes: Don’t overthink it.

[sooojinsbaby]

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GENTE???? o que aconteceu aqui?? a mais ou menos 1 mês eu tava agradecendo pelos 100 seguidores, agora eu vejo e já to com 200 seguidores. só queria agradecer de coração por isso, de verdade 😔💗. eu nunca imaginei que chegaria a essa marca de seguidores, mas cheguei, então de novo MUITO OBRIGADAAAA 😔🤩🥺💕💗🥰😙❤️😄✨😘😍

eng:

GYUS???? what just happened here?? about a month ago i was thanking for the 100 followers, and now I see and i already have 200 followers. i just wanted to thank you guys from my heart for that, really. i never thought I’d get to this brand of followers, but i did, so again THANK YOU SO MUCH 😔🤩🥺💕💗🥰😙❤️😄✨😘😍

aqui vou deixar para vcs os tumblr que gosto bastante e que me inspiram 🥰:

again my babe @official-gayidle 😇💜

@dinos8paiting @besoftweb @kpoplocks-world @softedits @sunny-luvie @su-sunnie @luna-head @sakura-core @coffleurstuff @velvwets @joohywr @saltygalaxyperfection @messyidle @peach-editss @mekky @fyairyluv @idlepalette @gomarte @kimheederella @anacoffeee @ssoftni @sunnsoft

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SnK Chapter 130 Results

The chapter poll closed with 1775 responses. This month’s poll results were brought to you by u/staraves, Crunchwrap, Luna, Momtaku and Giovata! Thank you to everyone for your support!

RATE THE CHAPTER

Maybe it was finally getting Eren’s POV, or maybe it was finally seeing the rumbling in nine glorious double page spreads. Either way “Dawn for Humanity” was very well received with close to 70% giving it the highest possible rating, marking this the most acclaimed chapter since chapter 123.

Beautifully drawn and written. I like the teasing of Eren's PoV

Good to see some Eren and Historia (finally!!) but the lack of answers is really hurting my heart, cmon yama!!

Epic chapter, amazing artwork. And astonishingly, with 5-6-7 chapters left i still don't know where this is going.

Definitely in my top ten best chapters. The ending was gloriously horrifying to read. Also, we finally got some Historia content, which is a big plus.

Cool as hell chapter.

I feel like this chapter wasn’t that great. It kind of gave way to more speculation without giving many concrete answers. The things that it DID answer felt like stating the obvious.

Tease me more, daddy Isayama

This chapter most likely is the best i've ever seen. So many answers and sooo many questions left behind. This chapter directs us to think about the previous chapters and obviously ISAYAMA'S THOUGHTS. That thing makes me happy. I'm very grateful.

Death is on its way, ladies and gents. Also the end is almost here. What the fuck is going on? I just want some answers about  E V E R Y T H I N G (especially about Eren's psyche).

Is there a singular word for the feeling of a mosquito bite?

  WHICH OF THE FOLLOWING WAS YOUR FAVORITE MOMENT?

“The revelation of Eren’s freaky final boss form” was our favorite moment (22.7%) followed by “Eren’s POV finally! Sort of?” (15.8%) and “The rumbling! At last!” (13.4%). “Historia and Eren’s tense discussion on the farm” came in fourth (11.6%).

Fuck yes! Erens back!

Our Queen has finally returned!

The whole chapter was building up to the reveal of Eren's titan form, and I enjoyed it.

Finally back at our one and only true hero Eren.

SWIMMER TITANS ARE NOW THE GOLD MEDALIST FOR THE SWIMMING CATEGORY IN OLYMPICS 2020 special edition

FINNALY HISU POV, even if it’s just a flashback. Honestly I’m just happy to see her again, becuase she’s my favorite character, and even if the flashback gives more questions than answers.

loved zeke-eren bro talk

everyone who thought that Floch was lying in charter 125 are 🤡🤡🤡

reiner tiddies

  WHO WAS THIS CHAPTER'S MVP?

“The colossal synchronized swim team” made an impressive showing (28.5%) but their majestic moves across the ocean were not enough to topple Eren (53.6%) for chapter MVP. Historia (8.1%), Zeke (5%), and Annie (3.5%) also received some love.

EREN IS THE GOAT

Eren is the worst boy in the world.

EREN JAEGER GENOCIDAL MANIAC

I really missed Historia, so it was nice to see her.

can the rumbling start a synchronized aquatic dance?

  WHAT DOES THE CHAPTER TITLE "DAWN FOR HUMANITY" REFER TO?

I thought of it as some sort of "End of the world" titling.

Dunno; but it doesn't really work if the rest of the world gets rumbled, does it?

I want to see the japanese title to decide

Eren wants to kill “animals” to give a new life to “humanity”

A dawn, or a beginning of a new day, has arrived. Whether this new day is a good or a bad one for humanity, we do not yet know. Everything is still possible, but once this day is over, the world as we know it is no longer here, for better or worse.

A new age for humanity is incoming. The story will end as a tragedy with Eren achieving his goal.

Dawn means the start of the day. So I think the start of the rumbling will be the start of humanity for this world. I think we started to see this with the world fleet being there to try stop eren. I believe every country is helping people flee regardless of race. Maybe I'm just too idealistic.

Ce chapitre fait reference au fait qu’eren est pret a tout pour sauver ses amis

Eren will achieve his goal (end the cycle of hatred)

Hope for humanity outside the walls. Dawn for me is something like hope, even if today was a bad day, tomorrow, after dawn, things might get better. Maybe the Warriors-Paradis alliance will somehow reach Eren and stop the Rumbling?

dunno but got the vibes of ‘it’s darkest before the dawn’ might be a tip for a change coming

Eren has now officially started eradicating the world and also it's dark ideas against people on paradise and conquering freedom for his people and that is why this moment onwards is "the dawn of humanity "

Dawn for Eldians to be exact. Dusk for Marleyans.

Finally defeating Eren, ending the curse of Ymir and freeing everyone from the shadow of Titan powers.

Dawn of Terror? Dawn of "What The FUCK Is That??" Dawning that the remaining places of humanity are to be trampled?

It could refer to a ""dawn"" for the alliance, who intend for neither side of the conflict to be eradicated, as they believe everyone is part of ""humanity"". Despite their deliberation at the beginning of the chapter, the fact that they're finally setting sail to stop Eren is testament that they've not lost their hope in the pursuit of this ideal, hence they can be interpreted to be the ""dawn"".

Eldians in Paradis Island being free from the wrath of outsiders and being avenged

I think it refers to a new beginning a new start for the eldians living on the island or it can be used as an ironic way that the humanity outside the walls is going to end so it's complete destruction hence the beginning of the new cycle

The Rumbling & Historia's child, humanity's destruction and its rebirth

Continuation of "End's Eve" as this is the dawn of the day where humanity fights for its continued existence

"Dawn" refers to Humanity's realisation of many things. Eg: how Eldia is not a weak nation, how the Rumbling wasn't a lie, how people are people and they are all the same - wanting to live and shedding the same blood no matter what nationality they have. "Humanity" refers to those still alive and realizing these things.

Dawn of the final day - 24 hours remain

  WHAT ARE THE FUTURE IMPLICATIONS OF ANNIE DECIDING SHE'S TIRED OF FIGHTING AND NO LONGER WANTS TO STOP EREN?

Despite learning that her hometown is doomed, just over half of respondents feel confident Annie will stay the course and continue to work with the alliance. Among the rest of responses, 27.4% think this will trigger Annie’s exodus, selecting “Annie will leave the alliance and try to be with her father,” 16.9% believe this will cause Annie to do something stupid resulting in her death, and lastly 4% of the fandom believe this bad news will trigger Annie’s homicidal instincts causing her to switch sides and join Eren.

Annie saying she didn't want to have to be prepared to fight mikasa, Connie, armin, jean, Reiner and eren again made me feel sad for her ;-;

I just wanna say that it wouldn't make any sense for Isayana to bring Annie back and then write her out so it's obvious she will continue in the alliance lol (but I don't really agree with any of the options offered, I think she will decide by herself to stay)

Poor Annie's breakdown made me feel terrible for her. I still think she wants to leave but I think there are chances of the Warriors and/or Armin convincing her to stay and fight. As one of the nine shifters, she kinda has the responsibility to fight, even if she doesn't want to, and I get completely why she doesn't want to, poor thing. I have a sneaky suspicion that she might choose Porco's way out and we might yet see a new holder of the Female Titan power. :(

  WHAT WILL BE THE FATES OF THE ELDIANS IN LIBERIO, SPECIFICALLY THE WARRIORS' FAMILIES?

When asked about the residents of Liberio and the fate of the Warriors’ families, a combined 58% believe that they are alive for the moment selecting that they were evacuated (39.3%) or else managed to escape (18.4%). Close to 30% aren’t so optimistic, believing Liberio is flattened and they are dead. We also had plenty of write in responses:

They are going to die, but I can see Annie meeting her father and die together in each others arm by the rumbling. It's sad I know, but it would be a fitting end for both of them :(

They are probably arrive. Either they overcame the Marleyan authorities that tried to surpress, or The Rumbling avoided Liberio entirely. I just doubt they would kill off Mr. Leonhardt offscreen.

They may have started to fight the Marleyans and then ended up flattened by the titans since they didn't escape earlier.

They took a ship to the south and we will meet them including Reiner's family  and Mr. Leonhart.

Am I supposed to feel sorry for these people? I don't. The Warriors don't deserve happy endings for everything they have done.

Bands of survivors have made it out but Annie will meet her dad when he is dead or dying

some died while revolting, some are alive, annie's dad is wounded

They're currently fineish because Eren didn't go where Hange was expecting, hence why all their estimations have been off

I mean, they must be alive somehow. It seemed  that there were only soldiers in Liberio and the others evacuated so I'm hopeful that at least Annie's father survived

I want to have hope ;-;

I just want Annie to see her father again, and for Reiner to get what he wants.

What if the city Eren attacked isn't Liberio? I feel like it's too important to be flattened just like that (thematical resonance + too many side-characters like Eren's own grandfather are there) and we're being misled about the place Eren is attacking.

  HOW DID YOU FEEL ABOUT HISTORIA'S STANCE ON THE RUMBLING?

Many of us had expectations about Historia going into this chapter. Her initially disagreeing outright with the rumbling but seemingly giving in was a surprise to 8.4% who thought she would have been all for it all along, and 19.9% who never expected her to agree with it at all. 6.4% of you expected her to do the opposite of what is implied, with agreeing at first but changing her mind in the conversation, while 23.3% reported expecting the exact turn of events. However, a huge 41.5% of you aren’t taking everything at face value and do not believe Historia does or has ever supported the rumbling.

  DO YOU BELIEVE EREN IS THE FATHER?

After almost 2 years of the fandom fighting over the identity of Historia’s baby daddy, this chapter has finally definitively proven that… we still know nothing. Nonetheless, the narrowly winning belief (37%) is that Eren is the father, closely followed by those who believe he is not the father (34.4%). Some are unsure what to make of the situation (18.2%), and some of you don’t care enough to speculate (10.4%).

there is a TON of hints, him being the father makes prefect sense.

i will bet on my freedom that eren is the father

Historia x Eren ftw!

Eren being the father would be the most meaningful for both the story, as well as for Eren and Historia and their chemistry together if you ask me, though I can accept otherwise.

Whoever disagrees eren is the father doesn't read the manga seriously

I have not any positive thoughts about Eren-Historia's flashback. Just pain, I feel pain for her. I don't get the point to destroy her character like that.

I really hope Eren isn’t the father — it just doesn’t seem right.

I don't believe Eren is the father since it will contradict what he said to Zeke: "I'm only left with 4 years"

Sorry shippers, I don't think we'll ever get a straight answer about who's the father. But I kinda prefer it that way, because then we'll each get to decide what we thinks is correct.

IF YOU DONT STOP THIS I WANNA MAKE BABIES WITH YOU

Still don't care about who's the father

Who is the father?

  HOW HAVE YOUR FEELINGS ON THIS CHANGED DUE TO THIS CHAPTER?

35% went into the chapter thinking Eren was not the father and 30% believing he was, with this chapter doing nothing to change their minds. For those who were affected, this chapter influenced 14.2% to join the team #DaddyEren and 5.6% to burn their membership card. The remaining 15% don’t care enough to speculate.

If Eren is the father, I think it's possible Historia wanted his baby to keep a part of him with her after the rumbling is over, or perhaps it was an attempt to make him want to come back when he's done or even not commit genocide.

why does everyone keep saying Eren is the Father confirmed? There is literally no evidence to support that, and it actually contradicts Erens statement when Zeke discusses Mikasas feelings towards him.

I just want Eren to be the father

Historia's pregnancy smacks of her own plan but I'm not sure Eren is on board with it.

I want confirmation on the father cause if it's not eren ima be pissed off

don't care who the father is, whole world is ending.

I can't stand the mystery surrounding Historia's pregnancy anymore, this is worse than serum bowl.

WHO THE FUCK IS THE FATHER

  SO THEN WHAT'S THE REAL DEAL WITH HISTORIA'S PREGNANCY?

“What’s the deal with Historia’s pregnancy?” Jerry Seinfeld asks. But we cannot answer – we can only sustain ourselves on memes and ship wars. Despite Eren and Historia’s somewhat uneasy conversation, a solid third of you are still pretty sure that Eren is the baby’s father. A little over a fifth of you think she did the dirty with Farmer-kun instead. And another fifth is convinced something else is going on (watermelon baby?), but aren’t sure what. Some of you scream to the sky, sick of all the drama. And a few of you wouldn’t rule out a baby created through PATHS. It might be Ymir’s doing! No, not that Ymir. THAT Ymir.

Historia is playing 5d chess I just know it. I just don't know how yet

Why'd Historia act like that if Eren wasn't the father?

ymir is the father

Eren has to be the father for the good dev of eren & historia characters

I really hope the pregnancy thing is just a red herring, but it wouldn't be the first-time Isayama appealed to fan-service if not.

If I see more speculation on whether Eren is the father I'm gonna puke. I mean how about focus on the real story? Like how the world is about to be destroyed??

We need more Historia. We literally need her POV for the story to make sense right now. I can't believe that with ""5% of the plot"" left Isayama is *still* pulling this all this time? There *has* to be more.

I always knew Mikasa was the father

  WHY DO YOU THINK HISTORIA IS PROPOSING A PREGNANCY?

Despite a majority of respondents believing the pregnancy is authentic, there is no consensus as to why Historia would propose it. The most popular answer when asked was “I don’t know” (32.2%). The remainder of the fandom is split between Historia proposing the pregnancy in support of Eren (23.1%), as part of an alternative plan (21%) or as an act of defiance against Eren (17.6%). Only a small percentage (6.1%) believe she actually wants a child.

What the hell is the pregnancy for? It doesnt make any sense for Historia to suggest that all of a sudden

How did getting eren and historia's conversation make things more confusing😔Like what went through historia's mind when she thought of having a baby i-

What if the "what if I have a child" scene with Historia actually happened EARLIER than the rest of the conversation? It would explain why they switched places, and if Eren really is the father, would explain why he feels he has such a say in Historia's child's future ("even if you agree, I don't" ) , and why when he spoke about the MPs he said "WE have two options: fight or run". It would also give him a  motivation to oppose his friends, since they are trying to stop him.

I don't see his conversation with Historia in romantic light. She was scared of him and Eren was trying to manipulate her with her own words about being ""the worst girl on the world"". We still miss some important parts of their conversation, but if she agreed to help him because he reminded her how ""the worst girl"" she was, then I would be very disappointed. I saw her as strong woman and I hope she will not turn to be a mild sheep who isn't brave enough to follow Ymir's wish and ""live her life with pride"" (or ""live sticking her chest out"").

I have no idea for which purpose Historia want to become pregnant, but I'm glad that I was right that she decide it for herself and doesn't get forced at all!

Historia has a trick up her sleeve and I can't wait to see what it is.

  WE LEARNED WHAT ZEKE REALLY TOLD EREN ABOUT THE ACKERBOND. ARE YOU SATISFIED WITH EVERYTHING WE HAVE LEARNED ABOUT THE ACKERMAN CLAN?

75% of the fandom wants more resolution to the Ackermysteries with 38.4% wanting MOAR and 32.3% wanting at least a little more. Only 22.3% are satisfied with the ackercrumbs we’ve been tossed and 7% have no opinion.

love guru zook

ackerman bond means LOVE!!!!!!!!!!!! sweet for all ackerman related shippers ohhhh

I'm satisfied to see yet another example of people trying to pin eren's BS onto zeke (with the ackerman theories) be proven completely wrong

Mikasa's charachter wouldve been a lot more interesting if her ackerman genes had an effect on her decision making and her trying to overcome them would be a lot more intriguing to see. Instead it turned out to be some lovey dovey pancake bullshit. I mean what would Zeke even know about Mikasa??

WHAT IS UP WITH HISTORIAS PREGNANCY AND ACKERMANS BLOOD AHHHHH

I think the fact that the Ackermans can access the Paths without being shifters is going to be super relevant. My pet theory is that Mikasa will be able to cross into the Paths dimension to kill Eren and truly free Ymir Fritz, but let's see how that goes.

  HOW ACCURATE WAS ZEKE'S ASSESSMENT OF MIKASA'S FEELINGS TOWARD EREN?

One of the few areas of agreement in this chapter was with Zeke’s assessment of Mikasa’s feelings towards Eren. Close to 80% think that despite having never met Mikasa in person, Zeke correctly understands that Mikasa’s concern for Eren has little to do with genetics and everything to do with reasons of the heart. However, the majority of people who took the option of writing in their answer cited both as a factor in Mikasa’s bond.

Eren, when your sadistic and bloodthirsty big bro can see how much Mikasa loves you, you probably should take it seriously lol

Zeke. Is. Big. Bro

He's a lying liar who lies.

usually when panels sway to the right, they are true, so I believe this is the case.

Did anybody honestly not already know this? We learned nothing new from this as far as I'm concerned.

Mikasa really cares for Eren but the Ackerman genes amplify her love for him.

Everybody's emotional attachments have some basis in biology. It doesn't make them any less real or meaningful

we learn Zeke ships eremika 🤔unexpected but naice

The ackerman blood does boost her physical abilities but i believe it doesn't affect her mentally (she probably has ptsd and seperation anxiety)

What is between Eren and Mikasa?There is something we still Dont know.I wish for more Mikasa....

I think the bond itself is clearly related to her trauma but the intensity of it probably has more to do with her Ackerman genes

Both ? Even tho Ackerman genes could have a big part in it

I think Mikasa loves Eren but it's not JUST romantic or JUST familial.

Her devotion is strong on its own- but her Ackerman abilities definitely have played a role in her saving his ass all these years.

Very accurate, he is Love Master Zook.

Only  a fool believe that shit regarding Ackerman bonds and so on. [...] The hate speech I believe is some kind of Eren pathetic attempt to release her of her feelings towards himself, just in case the worst scenario is coming up in not too far future.

The Ackerman instincts amplified her love towards Eren.

Zeke was right [...] As much as Mikasa being ready to snap titans necks in two for Eren is due to her love for him, Eren being willing to go through with a world genocide to prevent Historia's sacrifice definitely results from his love for her.

  HOW DID YOU FEEL ABOUT THE PLACEMENT OF FLASHBACKS DURING THIS CHAPTER?

The majority of the fandom really enjoyed the inception-like flashbacks, but 1/5th just found it confusing as all hell. A sixth of the fandom is just fed up with Isayama blue-balling us. We’ve been in this relationship 10+ years, Yams, it’s time for you to give it up!

Loved the interwoven flashbacks, and made sense considering a lot of the "unknown" conversations(Eren with Yelena, Floch, Historia....) all tie into each other. Made sense to them like this, and plus there is still some mystery from his talk with Historia.

E-H convo should've been shown months ago; now is not the time for flashbacks.

Just Yams trolling the shippers

The confusing flashbacks also reflect Eren's state of mind. The placement was well done.

I don't mind it, but i feel Isayama was, to a certain degree, struggling to work all of this information organically into the story, so he was forced to choose this flashback method to get it out there.

The juxtaposition is very purposeful, while I don’t necessarily like what it implies, it is indeed impactful.

The way the flashbacks were placed would look amazing in the anime, but in manga format it looks a lot more confusing!

People might say this is Isayama being mysterious and showing us everything but revealing nothing as he always does, and yeah and if this was 10 chapters ago I might see that as a positive, but this late into the series it feels like it was just a waste of a chapter.

They were good because they connected with each-other; though I had to reread the chapter several times to distinguish who was talking because it flipped so much.

These kinds of chapters are slightly annoying in the moment, but are more than worth it in the long run.

The Historia flashbacks are confusing af

  WHAT IS THE MEANING BEHIND EREN IMPLYING HE "WANTED THIS", REGARDING THE FUTURE OF THE RUMBLING?

Continuing Eren’s ongoing theme of the question of free will and determinism, this chapter presented us with the possibility that Eren wanted everything that has happened from the start. Depending on your interpretation, of course. The majority of respondents to this question (54.7%) believe that Eren has been convincing himself there was no other possible future due to seeing said future play out in front of his very eyes, and 17.1% somewhat similarly believe Eren did not want this in the conventional sense, and he is an unreliable narrator. A smaller 12% believe this is confirmation that Eren’s vengeful nature caused this, closely followed by 9.5% of you who just think he is a lunatic.

Despite him talking as if this future was fated to happen he still seems aware enough that his own decisions still led to this outcome. From his perspective  all of this was meant to happen because he already saw his future memories, but he doesnt deny that the path he took was still by his own will.

Eren said from the start he would, "destroy them all." He hated being a slave. I think he *does want this. He wants whatever will guarantee freedom.

Both future can't be changed AND Eren is a fucking lunatic

Even if the future could be changed Eren preferred the full rumbling

He literally had no option from the very beginning , his actions is definitely justified .

it's probably all the attack titan's will, not his.

he's trying to fool himself into thinking he never changed

Eren has accepted that the future cannot be changed, and has realized that the unchangeable future is the future that he has always wanted

Eren is so close-minded & immature

I've given up trying to understand Eren's logic. It's just too bizarre. I will wait until the story is finished to form any opinion about him.

Eren was bored in his original universe and wanted humanity to have a threat so he made the aot universe via Ymir and became that threat himself.

Even if a significant part of Eren wants to eradicate his enemies out of rage/revenge, really deep down it’s been shown he wishes there was another solution but right now he doesn’t want to admit he’s surrendered to his destiny. So Isayama’s going to come back to this by having Eren admit to himself he isn’t really free/this isn't what he wants, which will be the culmination of his character arc (what will he do then?…).

Eren kinda forgot about the mothers

  THIS BURST OF PANELS SHOWS A VARIETY OF SCENES FROM EREN'S POV, BUT SOME SCENES APPEAR TO BE FROM A DIFFERENT PERSPECTIVE OR ENTIRELY NEW SCENES. WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?

Nearly 45% of the people who voted, thought it was a deus ex machina move from Founding Titan by Proxy, which granted Eren a glimpse at all Eldians’ memories. Almost a third think that Eren was actually able to control their memories. 14% of all voters are just “wtf…? I dunno” at all the Pathsnanigans.

I don't know and I don't like it. Hope it isn't another pathsfuckery while all I want in life is KRUEGER'S POV.

Eren's path shit also implies the story has always been bending to that moment too. From the pigs, to even Dina from that Bert shard. If it's ever revealed he orchestrated Carla's death to stimulate Grisha and Eren's hatred, the whole demonisation of RBA gets turned on his head.

I don't like the idea that Eren controlled the Smiling Titan but it's starting to feel more and more likely...

The second one except it WILL come up again cause it’s fucking Isayama like tf do you expect lmao

The new POV scenes are definitely intentional but I hope the explanation isn't some magical PATHS stuff where he orchestrated characters (like Dina's) actions or is suddenly an all-seeing almighty being. Grisha was enough pls.

DUDE, THIS MEANS THAT BIRD HAS P A T H S!

dumb answer choice

FT/Ymir lets Eren see the memories of all Eldians. It will come up again. I don't get some of the angles/perspectives though.

It's possible some of these things haven't happened yet, or that Eren has access to the memories of more shifters somehow. For example, Berthold might be a memory Annie or Reiner have and Eren will receive if he eats one of them while they try to stop him.

I have absolutely no idea what the deal is with the Falco and Bertolt memories but I'm sure they're not inconsistency errors considering the care that went into showing that the Mikasa/Grisha/Levi etc. panels are clearly from Eren's POV. I expect answers really soon (and no, I do not think he controlled Dina’s titan to kill Carla, that would be pure character assassination). Hange's panel looks like it's from the future, as well as Mikasa's unfamous 'see you later'. The geese are also interesting but I have no mindblowing theories about them unfortunately..

Excited to see from where Hange without glasses memories from though.

Eren is the air, the trees, the birbs, everything

Marcel is more like to come back from the dead before I ever understand half the shit inside Eren’s head.

If Eren somehow got his mother killed that'll be the ultimate bruh moment

  THIS CHAPTER SHOWED US ANOTHER MEMORY OF FEZ-KUN, FINDING HIMSELF IN TROUBLE AGAIN. WHAT DO YOU THINK IS THE MEANING BEHIND HIS HIDDEN STORY?

The mystery of the Fez persists once again, with this being the tenth chapter since he was first shown. Though by a small margin, the consensus is that the purpose of his story is to reaffirm Eren’s determination to wipe out the world at 44.8%, with 33.4% of respondents believing he will be a tie to Eren’s compassion and remorse for what he is doing, and 17.1% believing it highlights Eren’s inherent hypocrisy for caring for him even though he will die by his actions later. Many write-in options expressed confusion at who this kid is.

Eren believes that suffering and oppression of minorities will never end just by small acts of kindness and simular "passive" acts, like what Levi did, it does not provide a long term solution or prevent Fez-kun'sfrom furder torments, which is why Eren feels like the extreme solution of the rumbling is his only option

Eren gave a mission to Fez-kun

Eren using another kid to get his way without caring about his life. What else is new.

He's the "even someone on the street" part of Kruger's advice to love someone to break the cycle of tragedy.

He’s showing that little boy he has to fight to survive, like he did with Mikasa when they were kids.

I think he found himself in trouble again (he looks to be bruised on the cheek in 120) and Eren will come to his rescue. However I think Eren will not just save him by beating up or killing the Marleyans, but inspiring the Fez kid to take action and "fight" just like he did with Mikasa. This arc has had a lot of focus on the almost inhumane level of violence Eren showed as a kid when killing those kidnappers, so I can see that being for the purpose of a direct parallel where Eren pressured the kid with the fez to stand up for himself.

I think Eren saved Fez-kun of those guys, but then he will kill him later, showing his own hypocrisy (those guys can't do bad to a child but I can).

I expect his shard(s) to contrast the other previously unknown panel from 120: Historia’s shard was revealed to be yet another instance of Eren manipulating a friend by putting his desires above her own, thus robbing her of her free-will. I hope that Fez-kun symbolizes the "beauty in a cruel world"

It show that Eren just have an other plan and not just kill everyone for no reason???? Lest not be that blind :) what esle u want to understund thats an option too? you want isayama to told u?

maybe eren intends for some people to escape when he announced the rumbling which allows people to prepare themselves, idk.

Eren will save their family and he told Fez to lead his family to a certain location that the rumbling won't reach?

What are all these crappy options? He represents Eren’s journey to changing his viewpoint about everyone being an enemy, as he told Reiner.

Just thought he was part of the collage of events, no further meaning.

Who’s Fez-kun

  SWIMMING TITANS?

88% of you welcome your Swimming Titan overlords, but 12% aren’t so convinced - there’s a pretty even chance it’s because the image is just too absurd, too terrifying, or a pants-wetting combination of both.

SWIMMING TITANS

swimming titans

Seeing those colossal titans was crazy

The panel of the titan swimming underneath that ship haunts me in my dreams.

HELL YEAH FUCKING SWIMMING TITANS

  WHEN THE MILITARY SIGHTS ERENSAURUS AT THE END, RATHER THAN CALLING IT THE FOUNDING TITAN OR EREN JAEGER, THEY RECOGNISE IT AS THE ATTACK TITAN. WHY?

Despite the threat of Eren Jaeger previously being referred to by name or as “the Founding Titan”, this chapter encapsulated the horror of the allied forces as they recognised it as the Attack Titan. The plurality (40.3%) is that this was just for the purpose of Isayama being able to drop a “Shingeki no Kyojin” in this climactic chapter, though a close second option (34%) is that there is historical information to distinguish the Attack Titan from the others. 15.2% of you believe the Attack Titan is the Titan Bogeyman for Marleyans, and 10.4% attribute the naming to the fact that it’s attacking them, duh.

I think the Maryleans/World Forces knew it was the Attack Titan bc of the Eldians in Marley (like Annie's dad) warning them ahead of time. I think once they realized The Rumbling was happening, they asked for more deets from the folks who heard Eren's message in the Path's Realm.

I wonder why the rest of the world was only  using Mikasa ships instead of various ships lol

IT CAN'T BE STOPPED ANYMORE

  NOW THAT WE FINALLY GOT TO SEE EREN'S SPINE-CHILLING (BADUM-TSS) FORM, WHAT DID YOU THINK?

This manga has turned into a horror show, and y’all seem to be loving it, according to over fifty percent. Thirty percent are aghast at the sight before them, and nearly a tenth of you don’t really know what to think of the Grim Reaper titan yet. Some of you wanted something more fully formed, but this creepy crawly is freaky enough, isn’t it? Let’s just be glad none of us live in Marley right now.

My jaw dropped when I saw Eren’s titan form. Horrific.

I love Erensaurus a lot. This chapter gave the same level of anxiety that Zeke's attack in Shiganshina gave me. Good

YEAH EREN IS SCARY AS FUCK I LOVE IT MORE FREEDOM MORE FREEDOM MORE FREEDOM

Eren's titan looks a little like the earth devil

Did Eren pick the design of his new Titan or did Ymir just give it to him?

Really interested in where it is going especially because Eren's Titan got lips which could be an indicator for it to have the ability to speak

Eren’s Founding Titan form looks like something out of Silent Hill

I'm not saying anything about Eren's titan. What even the actual fuck, Yams

Oh lawd he comin

  WHY IS EREN'S CURRENT TITAN FORM A SKELETON WITH NO FLESH?

Eren is looking awfully spooky right now. That’s a good sign, isn’t it? I guess looking like a death metal album cover is better than looking like whatever Rod Reiss was supposed to be. 34.9% figure that as this is probably the largest titan ever, it’s just too big for flesh. It’s not like PATHS sand is infinite, after all. 34.6% think that the form is incomplete because of the missing titan powers; this is only a third of his potential scariness! 23% think there’s no real reason he looks like this. Not an in-story reason anyway. Finally, 7.6% think Eren is still not done forming this devilish beast.

Eren's upper skeleton body thing looks like wings of freedom...

The reason Eren's body was like this, if he was muscular, he would radiate a lot of heat, so the Allience's couldn't reach him. But now, no muscle, no heat. They can reach easily.

Eren's form is creepy as hell! I also think he might be dead/dying/the titan now.

Seriously, how the fuck does Eren's Titan move?

When a shifter generates a titan body, they need to have a special task or purpose in mind. Is Eren's titan meant to be a bridge between Paradis Island and the continent?

  WHAT IS ISAYAMA TRYING TO SAY WITH THE PUPPET-LIKE MOTIF OF EREN'S TITAN?

Many have noticed the puppet-like strings connecting Eren’s torso and head to his stegosaurus spikes in the final panel (though not in the first shot we get of Eren -- we’ll just ignore that), but what does it mean? Him being a slave to himself (38%) just edged out him being a slave to fate (36.7%), with a slim minority (3.3%) believing Ymir could be the true puppeteer. Of course, there are the 21.9% of you who are remaining steadfast in the belief that Eren is NOT a slave, he is FREE.

He is a slave to the future memories and instead of trying to find a different way, he is convincing himself that this is what he wants from the start to compensate for how little freedom he has.

He's trying to justify to himself that he isn't a slave

Eren is a slave to that sweet sweet feeling of self-righteous rage.

Ymir might be acting through Eren.

I think eren has become a vessel for ymir and it's ymirs will that we're hearing.

  WHERE IS EREN'S HUMAN BODY MOST LIKELY RESIDING?

The results for this are a mixed bag, with the three most popular answers extremely close in votes. It’s most agreed upon (29.1%) that Eren has no human form, and has merged with the Titan on some level, with a close second (28.8%) being him being separated from the Titan but not in the conventional sense, and using the Warhammer Titan power to operate it from the ocean. 27.9% of you believe he is in the standard position of the nape, and only 14.2% of you believe the head of the Attack Titan could be his true location.

So, does Eren now only have his head left or was he fully healed thanks to Ymir?

where is Eren (No,not his titan)? There is no nape on that thing, just bone

I NEED TO KNOW HOW EREN IS TRANSPORTING HIMSELF

  THE CHAPTER ENDS WITH CHILD EREN'S DETERMINATION TO "DESTROY THEM" OVERLAPPING WITH ADULT EREN COMMANDING THE RUMBLING. WHICH STATEMENT IS THE MOST ACCURATE REGARDING THIS COMPARISON?

This curious panelling choice ends the chapter, giving us a peek at Eren’s inner monologue – but in true Isayama fashion it’s not clear exactly what it means. 45.6% believe it shows that Eren hasn’t fundamentally changed the way he views the world, his will and titan powers giving him the means to influence it. 26.4% think it’s a reminder of Eren’s tragic tendency to believe that peace cannot exist without the complete elimination of an opposing force. 16.8% think it demonstrates Eren’s willing or unwilling continuation of the cycle of hatred and revenge. Finally, 9.1% think there’s a hint here that Eren’s childhood self was cursed with thoughts from his future mind.

ALL OF THE ABOVE

All of the above, minus the P A T H S.

I hate eren do the same thing as what he had been through

It's Eren's tendency to lose himself to the desire for vengeance, which in the mange is always depicted as leading to a catastrophe in the end.

His childhood trauma comes back to him when he sees a loved one die / about to die and feels the powerlessness of having been unable to do anything because of being weak. Then pain and anger return for this reason

It's a parallel showing his determination to fight back against those who would deny he and his comrades their freedom.

It is once again Eren reassuring himself he's doing what's right, by telling himself that the cycle of hatred is what's causing this and that he needs to break it

The thoughts are child Eren, simply overlapping with the current situation. It may not be adult Eren’s thoughts.

THIS BITCH CRAZY.

I just want to say that the history is repeating its self . What we thought it was the past it's actually the future

He is using this memory of his mother being eaten to motivate himself, like a main drive. It's not the first time. Anger/Rage was always the main drive that he used to keep fighting/seeking for freedom

This is already similar to some of the options presented, but I like the idea that this is showing deep down he is driven by his childlike rage, and as much as he tries to convince himself it's for his friends, he really just wants to revel in violence because he's broken and he thinks wiping everyone out is the only way he will be at peace.

  THIS CHAPTER ALSO PRESENTED US WITH TWO ALMOST DICHOTOMIC MOTIVATIONS FOR EREN, BETWEEN LOVE FOR HIS FRIENDS AND HATE FOR THE ENEMY, BUT WHICH DO YOU BELIEVE IS THE STRONGER DRIVING FORCE?

The two most powerful and conflicting emotions driving Eren right now have the fanbase somewhat split over what pushes him further. It seems that most are optimistic about Eren’s prime motivation being the wellbeing of his friends at 59.7%. Meanwhile 40.3% believe that Eren’s love for his friends has been eclipsed by the roiling hatred and thirst for vengeance within him. Even at this point in the story, it’s hard to be absolutely certain – safe to say Eren is a real menace when he feels this strongly about anything.

I feel like I finally fully understand Eren's mindset, even though there is probably still more to his POV. He just wants his friends to be happy and live long lives, so he had to push them away especially after Sasha's death.

This chapter Eren can't disentangle love from fear/hate/loss due to what happened to his mother, which is why his feelings about his friends now manifest so destructively.

Eren's memory chain went from remembering his friends smiling, to Sasha's death and Fez-kun being beat up, and eventually to his mother's death and his vow to kill all titans, showing that deep down he knows his motivation to protect his friends is bullshit and that his "enemies" are mostly innocents, but he keeps moving forward due to hatred and revenge.

Eren has never healed his trauma. It was "eating" him slowly and turned him into this he hated the most - a devilish monster.

I think the chapter settled very well that revenge surpass even his wish of protect his friends

The transition to Eren's pov and the fact we didn't learn anything new beside some basic confirmations, is really strange. And if Eren ends killing the friends he wanted to protect, he will be a complete disappointment. I really am afraid of SnK's ending.

"I want my friends to live long happy lives" he says after treating them like shit, breaking their spirit, and partially ruining their home island with millions of titans. I hope he doesn't act surprised when they show up to stop him (assuming they can catch up of course).

I don't believe the word "animals" align with Eren's current perspective, nor how he sees his "enemies". He holds the same ideals as he did as a child, but realises the nuance of his enemies and how people on both sides are ultimately the same. He just believes this radical action is the only necessary way to end an unstoppable inter-generational conflict in his lifetime so these problems aren't handed down to future generations anymore.

he's being driven both by hatred and love, but right now his rage is winning and he's using the safety of his friends and Eldia as an excuse to appease his conscience.

  ON A SCALE FROM "SECRET PLAN" TO "KILL 'EM ALL", WHERE DO YOU STAND ON EREN'S TRUE INTENTIONS?

This chapter all but confirmed that Eren indeed plans to wipe out the entire outside world for most of the fandom. The majority are skewed towards the opinion of Eren definitely rumbling everything, with less and less respondents holding onto hope that Eren has an alternate plan.

Eren wants this rumbling and he's ready to sacrifice others to get what he wants, even his friends.

I gotta say, I thought Eren would've had a real plan that wasn't just massacring everyone else on the planet. I was already against the plan, but I suspected he'd walk the other side of the ocean and then announce to the world that the existence of titans was no more and destroy all the titans as proof, and all the shifters would just be normal people again.

His goal is to wipe the titans out of this world, and not to flatten it.

I support the rumbling, cause Marley deserved this by trying to eliminate Paradis, but at the same time there are so many good people there(including eldians themselves) that haven't done anything wrong. Military and leaders of marley should be eliminated, but not the poor people that had no choice.

This hateful world is needed to be purged and I support Eren for this. And when Rumbling is over that beast piece of sh** must die by Levi's hand.

I thought eren had a secret plan for the rumbling but after getting his pov this chapter looks like he really is going for it

Somehow, I can't shake off the feeling that we still haven't seen 100% of Eren's plan, there is still some twist waiting. I am not trying to justify Eren's current actions, it's more like ""if there is something that will throw this whole scenario upside down it better come up soon, because right now IT DOESN'T LOOK GOOD"".

I want to believe thtat Eren has a secret plan in the rumbling but the chapter says that this is what he wanted, he had always been like this, he was always “free” sadly, he’s enslaved by his beliefs of freedom that he resorts to these drastic measures.

I think that this chapter confirms two things: one, the Rumbling is Eren's true plan [...] BUT two, there is "something beyond that hell", which is the "scenery" Eren says he saw in ch. 121. I think it's the endgame after the Rumbling is stopped (no way is it going to be completed), and it's what caused both Grisha and Historia to go along with his plan in the end even though they didn't agree with it and thought it was awful. Eren's "everything is still ahead" and the weird cut in Historia's flashback are too... strange and seem to point to this being a game changer and the final plot point of the series.

If the rumble will succeed, then I've spent 7 chapters seeing characters do nothing to accomplish nothing. I don't wanna feel my time wasted.

I unironically want Eren to kill everyone outside the walls. Nuff said.

  WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THE REPEATED BIRD IMAGERY?

Birds are a focal point of this chapter, with the combination of a four-panel tracking of a soaring seagull and a flash of a memory of some nearby geese. The majority of respondents (62.5%) believe the birds simply tie into the theme of, and likely Eren’s motivation of freedom. In a distant second (20.9%) is the answer that it relates to the idea of everyone being connected under the same sky, a fitting motif amidst this chapter’s exploration of the conflict as well as unity of different groups. 12.7% of you are hopping on board the “Eren is a bird now” train, and 4% of you just really don’t like birds.

The two birds from the Paths panels appear in episode 1 of the anime iirc, not sure about the manga though.

Eren is bird confirmed thank  <°^°>

I like the Bird Theory that says he’s transferring his consciousness to a bird. yeah it sounds a bit odd but it’s interesting and I’m willing to accept anything at this point

The birds are secret surveillance cameras

I like birds

idk man this shit is confusing as hell.as for falco thing i think eren has become the bird. anything can happen at this point.

Eren is the Eagle we see in the chapter 91 that Falco says to fly away lmao

  THIS CHAPTER HAD SOME AMAZING ART, SHOWCASED IN THE MANY DOUBLE SPREADS (EXACTLY 9... OH GOD WHAT DOES IT MEAN ISAYAMA??) WHICH WAS YOUR FAVORITE DOUBLE SPREAD?

Whether it was the break back in May, or Isayama’s dedication to highlighting this chapter’s importance, the art has definitely taken a step up and blown us all away. Though it is very split, the final double spread showcasing the commencing of the rumbling garnered the most votes (18.2%). At second (15.7%) was the imposing silhouettes of colossal titans rising from the ocean, and at a very close third (15.5%) was the very next spread, of these titans wiping out the battleships as casually as if they were wading through seaweed. If there’s one thing to make of this from what the winners have in common, we have all definitely been waiting to see the rumbling for a while.

Isayama's improvement as an artist it's inspirational.

the art is god tier

Those Rumbling pages are so gorgeous they make me wanna say "Kill them all, Eren ! Destroy the fucking world !"

Mappa has their work cut out for themselves

MAPPA's fucked lol I hope they're up to the task.

That Attack Titan spread has the single GREATEST bit of shading in this entire manga.

Solid Art, phenomenal design and usage of double spreads

I just wanted to add that this is visually one of the most beautiful chapters I've seen in a while. The colossals, holy shit. I can't wait to see this animated. All of those double-page spreads were pretty fantastic but I have to say there's nothing quite like the chill that runs down your spine when you see all those colossals emerging from the smoke and the mist, where you see for the first time how huge and terrible they are (and also when you realise the first line of defense is already down). I had legit goosebumps.

  CHAPTER 130 MARKS THE END OF A VOLUME, WHICH HAS BEEN FILLED WITH ALLIANCE-FOCUSED CHAPTERS. WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS NOW THAT WE'VE FINALLY RETURNED TO EREN?

After six consecutive chapters focusing on the alliance with no Eren, the majority of you (57.6%) are relieved to finally move beyond the alliance, though have enjoyed the recent chapters, with 20.4% being completely over the alliance. 7.4% say they were originally sceptical but the chapters did well to make the alliance likeable to them, and 14.6% are open to more chapters just focused on the alliance.

Please for the love of God more of this and less of the alliance, the alliance was so rushed and as it's continued it hasn't been developed much further beyond plot convenience. The less of that I have to read before I get to read amazing stuff like 130 the better

i wanted more on the alliance, not flashbacks smh

it was something enjoyable after a while. Especially 126 made me grimace all over the volume till 130 came up. Not saying I was waiting for Eren but it was so cheesy.

Eren chapters are written worse than Alliance ones

This chapter single handedly made up for the below average, cringe-inducing chapters 126-129 Alliance bullshit. I have faith Isayama will create a very satisfying ending for this series now.

This chapter was legit a great way to end the volume off, it truly feels like its really the beginning of the end

  DESCRIBE THIS CHAPTER IN ONE WORD

The top 5 write-ins are below, followed by the average chapter score for each description. This months’ average chapter score was 4.59.

Amazing [4.89]

Epic [4.84]

Eren/Ereh [4.69]

Rumbling [4.46]

Confusing [3.88]

Honorable mention: Ragnarok

We’d also like to mention that there were a lot of write-ins related to genitals and coitus… seems like y’all were really hyped up by that first fanlation >.>

  WHAT ARE YOU MOST HOPING TO SEE NEXT CHAPTER?

Despite this chapter theoretically giving us everything we had hoped for in a while, the responses show that we still want to have WAY MORE answers (34.6%), MORE Historia (16.9%) and MORE rumbling action (14.5%). We’d also like to know where on earth Zeke is and if Floch is going to be the little troublemaker that we know and have strong feelings about. Will the boat make it to Odiha? Will Levi do a thing? Stay tuned!

There's still some mystery that have yet to answer and I want answers

Where the fuck is Zeke

WHERE. IS. LEVI.

i want more eren, historia and zeke. They're interesting. I don't care about the alliance.

"Zekey-dekey-doo, where are you?" ...I'm so done with you guys.

need update on zeke and historia's situation.

I want it to end soon #TeamEren

I expect in the next chapter something more around the alliance and maybe (hopefully) Floch's comeback!

Enough of Hisu, she is just a side character.

Want more Rumbling

All I can say is, I'm beyond anxious to see how the series ends, and it's eating me up inside.

  WHERE DO YOU PRIMARILY DISCUSS THE SERIES?

Most of our lovely respondents are rambunctious Redditors as usual, followed by a fair few from the flock on Twitter, distinguished Discorders, and discussors who want for nothing. Then there are some ravishing real-lifers, titillating Tumblrites, ...aaaand the rest (you’re all great). We’re still side-eyeing you Snapchatters though.

  ADDITIONAL THOUGHTS ON THE CHAPTER?

Honestly I just wanna let it out, but not on google Poll for obvious reasons

Not about the chapter... but you guys always come up with funny answers that I feel compelled to chose even if it’s not really what I think. I love to answer this. Thank you!

Zeke the relationship expert, huh?

This chapter went through far too many dodgy translations for its own good, and even the official typeset had one big mistake in it even though it conveyed the mood of the convo between Eren and Historia far better than all the others.

this is all so confusing I miss erwin

I don't want genocide to be how this ends.  I believe Isayama doesn't intend a story this complex to send a message that genocide is great.  Considering some of the mindscrews he's already pulled via Paths, I'm hoping the best mindscrew is yet to come.

Reiner was a snacc

Historia the Antifascist Queen

This is the best chapter

this series is so great man

This whole chapter was a certified Bruh moment (in a good way)

This whole chapter was about Eren dehumanising. And he killed his mom. I wouldn't be surprised if he'll eventually want to kill all Eldians and his friends either.

Loved everything except for Historian's forced reluctant pregnancy.

Here's to 3 more weeks

I hope Eren doesn’t love anyone from the series.

I feel like Isayama is still increasing the pressure to help his final plot twist, I’m still lost as I really don’t agree with Eren’s actions while I see the fandom going crazy over him. Maybe I missed something, maybe I’m wrong, maybe I don’t fully understand Eren. This chapter felt good, I don’t hate the Alliance because they’re part of what I think is the right choice for humanity, but we all honestly wanted to know Eren’s thoughts or a bit of it, as we didn’t see him for a while. English isn’t my first language I’m sorry in advance, loved your poll

I honestly have no idea what's going to happen and the whole time I was reading it I was internally screaming.

Ok I know Ymir (the lesbian) has been dead for years but I miss her so much. She was the dad. Forget Farmer-kun, forget Eren, it was all Ymir.

okay no offense but where’s Levi ☹️

One big tease of erens pov and who the father is

One of the best chapter I ever read! Love it!

Didn't expect the Eren POV but welcomed it anyway. We now have confirmation he wanted everything that happened to happen and even the implication he orchestrated the death of his own mother. That's very tasty

Eren's pov has been hidden for too long and right now I don't think the payoff is worth it

eren exhibits bird behavior & he killed his mom 😕

Eren is a bird confirmed or some shit

Eren later takes Ymir's place in Paths as a sacrifice for many years to fix everything, learning everything he needs by traveling around as, say, birds, as needed to send to his past self to guarantee "that scenery"

Eren is in control of more than we previously thought and this shows evidence of a timeloop scenario

Eren can see the future and can probably manipulate the pure titans at different points in time like the Founder does. It's also likely he's gonna fuse with more shifters to visit other pieces of memory.

Eren is able to use the full power of the FT, that why he can see not only his own memories, but also the memories of other Eldians. All of them are connected to him after all.

He will turn into a bird in the end

So exited that we finally got to see Eren in his Founding Titan-like form!!!! Can’t wait for next month (AoT fan from Japan)

Enjoyed the chapter due to a return to debating the morality of the Rumbling, and seeing it in progress. Also tend to enjoy interaction between Eren and Historia. However, I think the chapter is slightly let down by being cryptic. It's hard to tell what is going on with Eren due to how scenes from this issue and others can be interpreted.

nah mate do people actually read this?

This chapter marks something that has changed everyone's thoughts. Not just about Eren, but Annie, Historia, Zeke, etc. We heard them speak differently, and got a few answers to our questions. We got to see that Annie does indeed have emotions. That Historia did not want this. That Annie never really wanted to kill, nor does she want to anymore. That Zeke actually cared for Eren. That the father is most likely farmer-kun. It's one of the best chapters we've had. Each chapter we get, we get closer to the end of this wonderful story. I can't wait to see what Isayama has planned for in the final chapters. Truly hoping for the best!

reiner's tits dammit

Despite the devastation, I now feel like there is meaning hidden beneath the madness

Creepy and interesting chapter. The official translation confirms further that Eren is going to destroy the world. I’m hoping that the next volume shifts focus to Reiner a little more. I’m also excited for more loose ends to be cleared up.

Damn, only 5 more to go before the end of the greatest story of all time

Enjoyed it but I’m really hoping for some more insight into what’s going on with both eren and historia, I’m not a huge fan of the pregnancy subplot

eren just wants to see if marleyans are made of cake

Eren makes the most amazing villain ever. Will go down as one of my favorite characters ever if the story ends how I hope it will.

Everyone forgets Historia saw her dad’s memories without eating him, without being a shifter, and without touching Eren. We’re still waiting for the payoff...

Fantastic chapter, though it felt really short

Floch was Eren's lieutenant all along, he was his representative, and his actions are therefore Eren's responsability all the same. Get fucked those who didn't want to believe that Eren would consciously choose Floch, believe in him or to set things up for Eren in Paradis.

I'd like it if the Ackerbond was not as supernatural as it was claimed before. Not because of EreMika, MikaHisu would be much better than both options of this chapter. Now we know that Levi or Kenny's loyalty were real, and it warms my heart. Also, my bastard wasn't lying! He knew about the plan.

It confirmed everything we already knew: Historia didn't support Eren's plan, Ackerman weren't slaves, Mikasa's feelings for Eren doesn't have to do with the fact she's an Ackerman and the fandom is stupid for still believing Eren is the father despite him literally telling Zeke that he can't answer Mikasa's feelings, because he only has 4 years left to live.

My heart was beating so hard during Eren and Historia's conversation because I just couldn't believe we were actually seeing her again, it had been 2 years since we got anything this relevant from her and I also just really wanted Isayama to get on with it and tell us who the damm father was so that we could finally move on to other things. I still don't believe it's Eren, but I'm done with that theory, man. No more teasing, please. Two years is far more than enough.

Chapters like this one, which perfectly captures the culmination of Eren's entire journey, make me glad to be alive at this moment in time to experience Isayama's masterpiece. I'm not ready for this story to end in just one more volume.

The ending of this story will not be a gentle tapping of the brakes but a screeching halt followed by hydroplaning and crashing into a ditch

What if the rumbling is all one big sex reveal party for Historia's baby and the Colossal Titans are arranging all the corpses into a female symbol or something.

For 8 months I have been waiting for Eren Jaeger. My favorite fictional character ever. He comes back in best way possible, wow.

Great chapter, too bad half of this dumb fandom misunderstood it and are falsely claiming it confirmed Eren as the father. *facepalm*

Obligatory mention that eren is a manipulative bastard and is a little too far gone in his goal

Ambiguity: The chapter. More questions than answers, no way this ends in 4 chapters. Overall we are all going "Wuh?" like Historia after this chapter.

We are being fucked with.

I cry, eren has been one of my favourite characters in the AoT universe

I didn't think it was possible for Eren to get any worse, but he always manages to surprise me.

I don't care about eremika or erehisu. I just need my rivaere (: haha

i don't care for the alliance and the ship-baiting was making me weary. I just want more eren, zeke and historia. They're the interesting ones.

‏I don't know what the end will be but i know it will be sad ending!..We all suffer and I mean the world of AOT and the fans who read manga... I will accept all probabilities and the death of heroes, but please do not make Mikasa kill Eren..I mean after all this love that will kill him .. I read many analyzes of the possibility of this happening and I see it as a very bad and irrational end..It is not logical at all..If you did it, the AOT would be one of the worst deeds and to the landfill..Isayama If you have suffered a lot in your life and childhood, we have also suffered in our lives, but please do not bring this suffering into the AOT world

I dont want this to end @ isayama

I hated what direction this story was taking, now I really hate it.

I just feel Isayama hasn't answered so much stuff yet and has also raised the stakes so high that I can't possibly imagine how the story will end. I believe Mikasa's slowly been established as the character who will defeat Eren, but I have no idea how she'll do it... But at least there were beautiful Mikannie crumbs, so I'm happy af and hope they'll have more scenes together now that Annie's about to give up (I mean, there are parallels™ everywhere when it comes to our wonderful lost girls...)

I just hope it's building up to a really good ending.

i just wanna know what's gona happen next man this shit be driving me crazy

I love everything! I hope floch dies though

I love you eren

I need answers!!!

I need Zook back

I really hope this series doesn’t end with a message like “genocide is necessary for peace” I hope someone stops Eren

I really loved the art and double spreads, and seeing Eren's POV after a while

I think it's the 2nd best chapter we've gotten this arc. The 1st being 123. I loved it. I also think it's putting to rest the secret plan theories regarding Eren. I've made my final prediction for the series. I think it's a tragedy that will end in Eren destroying the world & manipulating everyone's memories except for Historia & Mikasa & a new age for humanity will begin.

I'm so glad my girl's back, but I'm confused as hell. There's definitly more to her meeting with Eren and her choosing to be pregnant, we'll see. Also Zook being a love conselor and having a Ackerman phd was hilarious, I love him even more. Erefloch canon.

If he wanted to protect his friends why didn’t he just forge some Marleyan passport/citizenships for them, god wtf

If you think about it we actually didn’t learn anything that wasn’t already heavily implied

im shook

Isayama gave more than i wanted my heart can't take it.

it was very good thank you for asking

It's finally moving forward (as isayama likes to say)

It’s a good chapter but I still with doubts.

JUST DO IT EREN

Just wanna see ZEKE

Kiyoger Theory!!!!!

l'm glad we got to see a bit from Eren's POV. But I still need more answers ;_; why choose rumbling, Eren??? not looking for justification for his actions here but i just want to know /why/ he did it. Still feel like theres a missing link somewhere tbh.. I just hope the ending of snk wont be a disaster like game of thrones where Daenerys' switch came out of nowhere. At this point I just want the series to end asap, the tension build up is killing me lol.

Leaks for 131 when?

Let’s get rrready to RUMBLEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!

Loved seeing the rumbling but I wish we could have gotten more character driven moments

Loved this chapter! I'm glad we finally got to learn more of Eren's POV and finally learn what was Historia's role in all of this (or at least beginning to learn her involvement in the plan). Seeing him initiate the Rumbling was epic. The destruction is about to begin!

my brain is too small to understand some of these theories

Now we know that Eren and Floch just pretending to follow Zeke's plan ever since from the beginning but I want to gain more explanations of Eren's secret plan

Oddly placed Eren flashback, but I'll take it

Something's up. I'm still not convinced we can take any of this at face value.

So many flashbacks were a bit hard to follow, but it really seems like the series is gonna end soon and I’m a bit nervous about how well any ending will play out

thank you Isayama for this masterpiece

THE ART IS JUST AMAZING but for me its so short 😭😭😭

That Eren with mid long hair is baby

the alliance has come together way too fast and theyve only really had 1 dispute so far. there needs to be more conflict to make it more realisitic. I think annie saying that they won't be able to/don't want to kill eren is foreshadowing this.

the Art is amazing but flashback scenes were a little mess

The chapter was full of messy memories, so it symbolized Eren's brain well :)

I think that now I understand Eren better. I used to believe he had some secret plan, but the true was always there - Eren is not any master mind. His plan was simple - destroy the whole world. The trauma he had after losing his mother has never been healed. It was always in him, growing bigger and bigger. He still cares about his friends, but he is also lying to himself saying that ""he is doing the rumbling  because he wants to see them having long, happy life"". He is doing it because his hatred to the ones who are responsible for Carla's death took control over his heart. Eren is adult, young man but deep down he is still the same, hurt crying child who bears painful memories of losing his mother.  

The cycle of war and hatred is saddening. This ain't something fictional, it's something we have always been observing from the earliest human consciousness :(

We all got a big storm comin

We are NOT ready for this shit

we need annie to live longer pls

Well here’s our proof eren is actually going through with the rumbling.

What it would feel like to be Eren right now

what kind of eva BULLSHIT

what the hell is going ON

Where is Floch

where is LEVI

Wheres zeke?

Yams, you're so diabolic. You  just want to make the real-life's rumbling with all that "confusing' ship tease xD

Yooooo, we need more explanation about maybe, everything? But amazing and bomb ass chapter though

[waywardscorpio]

Title: His Queen And Her King

Tag list: @scuzmunkie @braunstrowmangirl @callmekda @luna-obscura @phoenixoffiretwo

Chapter One

Warnings; Smut, Swearing, Blood Drinking, Breeding Kink, Spanking and Daddy Kink.

Two Months Later after Y/N and Jeff mated.

*Y/N's POV*

I was in the locker room with Jeff, while he was getting ready for his and Matt's, match against, The Bar. "Baby you okay?" He asks me as I was lost in my thoughts again. "Oh umm.. yeah just thinking is all." I said to him. "What're you thinking 'bout, baby?" He asks me as he turns his head to look at me.

"I was thinking about a movie date tonight with you and Chinese food or pizza." I replied softly looking at him. "Mmm that's sounds like the perfect date to me." Jeff replies. I smile as I kiss him softly. "Good. Since we have the next couple of nights off after tonight, I was wondering... Can we take a road trip? Just me and you and the open road?" I asked him as i looked up at my multicolored hair, boyfriend. "Yes, Baby. Where would you like to go to?" He asks me as he looks down at me. "How about going to (P/S)?" <P/S= Pick State>. I said to him. "Yes." He replied. I smiled and kiss him softly. "I love you, Baby" He whispers. "I love you, Babe." I replied back to him. I had fallen deeply in love with Jeff.

"Five minutes." A worker said to Jeff, so he would go to the gorilla pin. I stood up fixing my clothes and follow him out. Matt was there waiting for us. "Hey are you two okay?" Matt asked his brother. "Yeah. Why?" I asked. "Because your eyes and my brothers eyes are different colors. did you two mate?" Matt asked looking. "Yes, we did." Jeff said to his brother. "Oh thank heavens finally you two got together." Matt said to his brother as he laughs a little. "I was wondering when you two were going to finally get together" He adds as he looks between his brother and I.

Matt and Jeff's song came on and we walked out. My neck was on clear view for everyone to see I have been claimed as Jeff's. The crowd was cheering and hollering. "Baby are you ready for this?" I asked Jeff, as I looked at him. "Yes, babe. I'm ready to show everyone who is mine." He said to me. I smile looking at him for a second and take his hand. "I'll always be yours Baby" I said to him. "Good. I'll always be yours too." Jeff said smiling at me softly. We walked to the ring hoping into the ring. Jeff grabs a mic "Myself and Y/N, have an announcement to make as soon as our match is over with tonight." Jeff said. I haven't told anyone I was pregnant, besides my mom and dad and Jeff told Matt. I didn't tell anyone else in my family or friends, because I wanted it to be a surprise for my family and friends. Edge and Christian, came out with Lita. Lita, stayed outside of the ring as did I.

The match carried on into the back with Jeff and Edge beating each other, Matt and Christian punching each other. I had followed up the ramp behind Lita. I looked for Jeff. I find him and Edge slugging at each other. "Come on, Jeff. Baby you can do this." I said cheering him on. Jeff was on the ground beaten, bloody and hurt. Edge turned his gaze to me and I whimpered backing away. Edge ran at me to spear me but I was pushed to the side by Triple H (Y/N's, Dad) and he took the blow. I hear my mom (Stephanie) screaming at Edge for trying to go after me. "Are you okay?" She said using herself as a Shield. "Yes." I answered her. "You need to get away from this fight." She said and pulled me down the hall out of the middle of the fight as we watched on. When Triple H got back up he told the referee to go that he would referee the match. After ten more minutes of back and forth fighting, Jeff hit Christian with the twist of fate and wins. I walk quickly to him and jump in his arms kissing him. "You did it." I said happy. Jeff, looks into a camera as he pulled me close. "Alright ladies and gents. It is time for the news. The reason Y/N, has been wrestling lately or the past two months to be exact isn't due to an injury. I'm happy to announce, as is Y/N, my beautiful mate. That we are expecting our first baby." Jeff said smiling from ear to ear. I smiled as well rubbing my baby belly. The crowd screams and cheers.

After we told the whole world the news we went to the locker room to change and get ready to go get food.

The next day Jeff and I, started off on our little road trip we planned. As we were driving I looked at Jeff, smiling as I watch him drive. "Baby?" I said. "Yes, Kitten?" He said calling me by my nickname. "I love you, to the moon and back." I said softly. "I love you, always and forever." He said smiling at me and then paying attention to the road again.

"Are we almost to the hotel?" I asked softly as I looked at him "yes, Babe." He replies. "Why?" He adds. "I'm hungry and a little tired." I said. "What would my Kitten, and my unborn peanut like to eat?" Jeff asks laying a gentle touch on my belly. "Chinese food and cake" I replied. He nods as he pulls off the exit to the hotel. We get checked in and order food and cake. As I was waiting patiently for the food I got in the shower. Jeff had showered first while I was on the phone and getting our clothes out. While I was showering the food had came. I came out the shower a few more minutes later after the food came. "Foods nice and hot still, Babe." Jeff said. I sat in his lap as we eat our food. I took a picture of us and saved it to my phone screen.

"God Babe, I swear I'm the luckiest man in the world." Jeff said. "An I'm the luckiest woman in the world." I replied to what he said smiling. I held his hand "Baby?" I said softly. "Yes, Babe?" He said looking at me. "What if someone else tries to go after me or causes me to fall on my stomach?" I asked afraid. "As long as I am still alive, ain't nobody going to lay a finger on you Baby Girl." Jeff said his eyes changing color cause he is getting worked up. I straddled his lap, while I looked him in the eyes rubbing his chest soothingly. "Relax. I'm here Baby." I kissed his neck softly "Are you thirsty?" I asked him. "I am. I'm not drinking from you." He said. "You won't hurt us, Jeff. You still need blood to survive." I said to him. But he wasn't having it. "No, Y/N. I ain't risking yours or our unborn baby's life." He said firmly. I knew the only way to get him to drink was to get him into a sexual mood.

I stood up and walked over to the bed after turning the lights out. "Daddy mmmmm." I moaned out as I touched myself in way I shouldn't be without asking Daddy Jeff, for permission first. I knew Jeff can see in the dark. Jeff, snarls and moves swiftly to the bed in less than a second. He was naked from literally ripping his clothes off into pieces. He swatted my hands away as he firmly but carefully swatted my core causing me to moan. "Princess, what did I tell you about touching yourself?" Jeff said hovering over me. "Not to without permission, from you Daddy." I bite my lip. "Now Princess, you know better than to break that sacred rule." Jeff said dangerously close. Our lips mere inches from each others. My eyes trained on Jeff, as I bite my bottom lip. "I'm sorry, Daddy. I won't do it again." I said closing the gape between our lips and kissing him. Jeff kisses back for a second before pulling away and biting into my neck drinking which only turned me on more. "Daddy!" I moaned out. He pulls away painting with a little of my blood dripping down his chin. "Fuck Princess, you got me so, hard." Jeff said as he spreads my legs and pushed in his cock in one swift movement. I arched my back moaning. "Fuck Daddy, you're so, big. Jeff started to thrust in and out faster and faster but he was careful at the same time.

"Oh fuck, Daddy." I moaned as he kept his pace fast and gentle. I bit my lip as I looked up at him and kissing him again. "Princess, you like when Daddy, fucks you good? Want Daddy to put another Baby inside your womb?" Jeff whispers against my lips. "OH yes, Daddy. I want to have all you babies. I'm only yours." I said mewling as he reached between our bodies rubbing my clit at a fast pace. "Oh fu-f-fu-fuck. I'm going to cum. Shit. I'm cumming." I moaned out tightening around his dick and coming hard around him. He thrusts a few more times before pushing all the way in. Both of us not knowing that his tip had latched onto the entrance of my womb because we had fallen asleep before he pulled out. Me not knowing I was a rare type of Omega, especially me being a human at that. While Jeff, and myself was asleep he cock was still pumping cum into my womb. I was awaken in the morning by Jeff, pulling his cock out causing a whine to slip from my lips. "Shhh, Babe, you're okay." He said kissing the top of my head. "Baby, I'm hungry." I said softly. "Let's shower first Babe." He said as I nodded agreeing with him. I sat up as he walked into the bathroom. I looked at the bed sheets between my legs confused because no, cum had slipped out when Jeff, pulled out. What I, myself didn't know his cock latched to my womb last night and his sperm mixed with another egg. I shrugged it off thinking it was gonna come out in the shower or when i stood up. I walked into the bathroom with Jeff, as he was shaving his face to clean up some of the edges around the spots he is gonna leave as he always did.

I smile watching him. "I'll start the shower" He mumbles an 'Okay.' I looked at him and seen the look of he wasn't happy with me and I knew why. "Baby?" I said softly. "What, Babe?" He said shortly. "Are you mad?" I asked him. "Yes. I told you I didn't wanna drink from you while you're baring our child." He snaps. I jumped back a little. "Jeff, you know what happens when you don't. We're okay. You didn't hurt us." I said looking at him. "I could've. I wouldn't ever forgive myself if...." He trailed off rubbing his face shaking the what ifs off not wanting to even think about it. Jeff, looks at me seeing I was crying when he heard my sniffles. "Baby, come here." He said to me as he looks at me. I walked over to him slowly and stood in front of him. "I'm sorry. I just don't wanna lose you and our baby." Jeff said to me as he wipes the tears from my eyes. "I trust you Jeff. I wouldn't of offered for you to drink from me if I didn't." I said to him. "I know. I just don't wanna drink from you and not be able to stop." He said. "I stop you if I think you're taking to much." I said softly. "And if I don't stop?" He said. "You will." I said firmly as I kiss him softly before pulling him into the shower.

[camillemontespan]

the making of drake walker [interview]

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DRAKE THE DILF!!!

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The Duke of Valtoria gives a deep chuckle as he studies the screen that shows the photographs of him for this interview. He points at the photograph that will become our chosen cover and says with his face blushing, 'My wife will frame that one.'

I look at the photograph and avert my eyes. It's a good picture of the Duke of Valtoria. It's completely different to most stiff upper lipped Dukes who have been our interview subjects before - for one thing, he is standing in a swimming pool with a white t-shirt that has gone see through, showing off his broad chest and muscles. He is the complete opposite of what you imagine a Duke to look like and I have to say that the change is very much welcome.

He's wearing a denim shirt now and his hair has been dried. We sit down at the bar by the hotel pool and he orders two coffees for us.

Drake Walker has been the Duke of Valtoria for five years. In this time, he has married the woman of his dreams, become a father to two children and set up a mental health campaign which has exploded into something much bigger than he anticipated - more on this later. He has had a busy five years and I wonder how he feels.

'I feel really good,' he tells me with a warm smile. 'Genuinely really good. I finally feel comfortable in my own skin which has been a long time coming, believe me.’ 

I’m meeting him today to discuss the expansion of his mental health campaign, Mind over Matter. What started as a small campaign to raise awareness of mental health in men has now switched up a gear and is being made into a registered charity. 

In case you missed it (have you been living under a rock?) Mind over Matter is a mental health campaign which involved Drake, his friends and men in Cordonia going on outdoor activities. What was mocked as simply being a glorified 'boys weekend' was suddenly praised when Drake had the idea to Vlog their activities. As the men trekked up mountains, abseiled, kayaked etc, they opened up and started talking about their worries, fears and hopes. It became a safe space for men who felt like they couldn't share feelings. Maxwell Beaumont admitted that he still thought about his mother who passed away when he was ten years old, but he didn't want to burden his brother. Drake told him to be honest because 'you are brothers, you're blood. Share the load.' As they talked, a charity donation line was set up so viewers could donate money to various mental health charities. It became a huge deal and it was all the brainchild of Drake Walker. Did he see this coming?

'Never in a million years,' he answers honestly. 'But now it's happened? I want to go bigger. I want it to become one of the main charities in Cordonia. If there's a guy out there struggling with depression, anxiety, alcoholism, anything, I want him to know he can contact Mind over Matter so he can speak to a qualified health professional and get the help he needs. I don't want anyone else to feel as alone as I did.'

I ask him to elaborate. He smiles. 'Growing up in court, I felt like an outcast. I hated everyone and they acted like I was the shit on their shoe. I built up walls around myself - no, scratch that, I built a fucking fortress - and I didn't let anyone in. But it all changed when I met Camille.. She basically saved my life.'

I've met Camille a handful of times and she's always been warm and kind. She looks like the type of woman you can share a bottle of wine with and chat about men. Drake let's out a deep laugh. 'Oh my god, she is! If you ask her to do that, she would do it. She's always up to talk.'

I imagine she has played a part in making Drake more vocal about his emotions. He nods eagerly. 'Absolutely. When we first met, I was such a dick to her. Thing was, I always found myself watching her, wanting to be part of her conversations but I stopped myself.'

Why?

He looks at me seriously. 'Because I felt like I wasn't worthy. Trust me, when people treat you like you're the shit on their shoes, you start to believe it. Why would this amazing woman waste her time talking to me? So I tried to hate her but couldn't. She took the time to talk to me, joke around. She broke down those walls I built and I'm forever grateful to her.'

Drake is keen to stress that he forces himself to be open about his feelings now. 'If I don't, I'm a hypocrite. I am the figurehead of a mental health charity. If I can't discuss how I'm feeling, then how can I preach to everyone else?'

I ask if it takes work. He nods. 'Every day.'

I decide to move the conversation onto something lighter. I want to know about his kids. Are they different?

He grins, happy to be a father. 'Well, Luna is a baby so it's hard to tell, but she is certainly a different baby compared to how Lily was. Luna is so quiet. She observes everything with these big round eyes, like everything is a wonder to her, and I constantly catch myself thinking baby girl, if I could just be in your head for one minute.. '

He goes quiet with a dopey smile on his face. He then shakes his head. 'They both have my smirk though.'

I ask to see the smirk.

He smirks.

Oh my. The Smirk makes me melt (it deserves capital letters).

Drake leans forward and whispers conspiratorially, 'My wife loves my smirk.'

I ask what family life is like. What is a day in the life entail?

'Usually, Lily wake us up when the sun hasn't even risen yet and screams IT'S MORNING TIME! She will usually be carrying her sister. Somehow, Lily's managed to work out how to unhinge the crib which is actually terrifying..'

Secret genius?

Drake chuckles. 'I think she has plans for world domination. She's only five and already, she's got the mind maps and dastardly plots..'

I smile at his easy humour.

'Camille refuses to get a nanny so she will look after Luna while I do the school drop off. I come home, take Luna, Camille goes to her appointments, she comes homes, we switch and I start work.' He stops then looks at me steadily. 'Jesus, this is such a boring article. I'm sorry. I'm a dad now, my life is just nappies, lack of sleep and wondering if my daughter's poo is a natural colour.'

I will be honest here. I've met Drake a few times and he used to be.. Well, he was always friendly, but he was never this forthcoming. Now he opens up more, jokes around, smiles a lot. I ask if Mind over Matter has helped him.

'It has, yes. But also I'm just happy. I feel content, like I'm right where I'm supposed to be, you know? I have an amazing wife, two beautiful daughters and I have a purpose. I'm more sure of myself now.'

Now he seems to have matured, what kind of dad is he? I imagine he's quite serious and overprotective.

He laughs. 'Yes, I'm very overprotective. God, Lily came home the other day and showed me her collection of leaves. Yes, leaves. Apparently, in her class, if a boy has a crush on you, he gifts a girl a leaf and vice versa. Leaves have become a sort of declaration of love. And she has four! FROM THE SAME GUY!'

I tease that Lily has a boyfriend. Drake shudders. 'Don't push me.'

He then grins. 'Clearly, he's got good taste.'

Is he serious then?

'Hell no! I'm honestly a really fun dad. Am I embarrassing? Maybe.. I do Iove a dad joke. But I take part in Lily's tea parties, I wear a plastic crown and everything. Sometimes, if we're pushing the boat out, we pour chocolate milk into the teacups.' He smiles again.' Tea party days are the best days.'

I ask if he can see himself having a son. He bites his lip thoughtfully.

'No.. I used to. When I allowed myself to start dreaming about raising a family, sure I wanted a little Drake Jr. But nah, I like having girls. They're cute and they're miniature versions of their mom. How can I not want that?'

He clearly adores his wife. You see paparazzi pictures of them and they always look so close. Often, Drake would be shielding her from the cameras or taking her hand to help her out of cars. 'I'm a gent,' Drake shrugs. 'I'm also of the opinion happy wife, happy life. She's my priority. Always has been, always will be.'

I ask what's new for the Duchess. She is very engaged with her duties and seems to aways be visiting children's hospitals or promoting charities.

'She fits into her role brilliantly,' Drake tells me. 'Given she was a commoner before, and an American one at that, she's really settled into being a Duchess. I was in awe. She takes the time to get to know her public, she never complains, she cares. I'm so glad that we both got to learn our roles at the same time. She kept me feeling positive.'

Did he ever think negative?

'I always worried I was failing as a Duke,' he admits. 'I thought I wasn't doing anything. I felt like everyone could see right through me.'

Imposter syndrome?

'Yes!' he cries. 'Definitely. It took me a while to find my feet.'

The interview is beginning to wrap up. Since the past five years have been a whirlwind, is he expecting the same to happen for the next five? He is launching Mind Over Matter as a charity after all. He gives me a warm smile. 'Honestly? Once it's launched, I'm taking it easy. I'm taking my family camping for a weekend. I've got it all planned. I know I go camping a lot for Mind Over Matter so you'd think I'd be sick of it but honestly, I don't. I love being outside and if it means I get to have fun with my children, teach them new things and spend time with my wife, I'm happy. But the next five years? You can't plan it. Everything that's happened to me in my life so far, I never imagined ever happening to me. But I'm excited. So fucking excited.'

I can tell you this, reader. Drake has found himself on steady ground. Long may it continue.

[smolfangirl]

Cómo te pido

Based on the song and mv for “Cristina” by Sebastián Yatra, and some of my own experiences. I hope you enjoy this ♥

Word count: 5.8k

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Entre tanta gente yo te vi llegar

Algo en el destino me hizo saludar

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One day off. One single day of getting lost in the city, not found by anyone except himself. That’s all he wants, craves, after weeks and weeks of being praised as someone who exists solely in the minds of the media and his fans.

One day, and he couldn’t even get that.

It starts with some teenagers chilling on the staircase to the metro, asking for pics, and soon they’ll be all over Instagram and a group of paparazzi and reporters will follow him – Matteo knows the deal. The business.

And frankly, he’s tired of it.

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The moment he steps into the bar, he wonders if this was the right decision. The air feels hot in his lungs, the smell of cigarettes and cheap beer burns in his nose, while his eyes struggle to find the barkeeper in the crowd blocking the counter. He pulls the hood of his sweatshirt deeper into his face before he slowly makes his way to the bar.

No one looks at him for more than just a second.

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She’s looking at him.

The stage light creates the illusion of a halo around her, and she’s looking at him with a smile so bright and honest, he can’t tear his gaze away from her. At first, he feared she recognized him, saw through his terrible disguise, but the longer he watches her, the more he relaxes. During his career, he’s seen hundred versions of people spotting him and freaking out. That girl is not one of them.

So, he winks back at her.

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Her voice sounds as sweet and golden as on the stage, like honey that’s sticking to his soul instead of his fingers. She appears next to him out of nowhere, asking if the seat is taken as she already casually jumps on it. With a chuckle, he replies that he won’t ask her to leave, and the moment she directs another smile at him, the burden of being a superstar whirls off his shoulders.

“Do you usually arrive only to see the last performance of the night?” she asks, head tilted. Her hair falls freely over her shoulder, a tangled mess that somehow frames her face perfectly.

Grimacing, he reaches for his drink. The wine still tastes like a grape took a piss in his glass, although that detail is forgotten the instant he figures out what to answer. “No, but usually, the last performance isn’t worth paying attention to.”

“You’ve never been here before.”

“And you’ve never had a drink with someone as cool as me.”

That makes her laugh. He feels pride rushing through his veins, like when his music makes someone happy or when his mom looks at him with tears in her eyes after watching a performance from him.

She leans closer. “Technically, I’m not having a drink right now.”

The smile on his face never leaves, only deepens. “Then it’s about time we change that.”

///

At some point after midnight, long after his phone ran out of battery, the barkeeper releases a heavy sigh and asks them to leave. They’re the only ones left in the entire room.

At the exit, he stops. Glances over his shoulder, at this place he’d never expect to find (or look for). For a few hours, he had a safe haven, away from fans, flashing cameras and obnoxious voices chanting his name. It was worth the stifling air, the hint of vomit out of the toilets, the headache the cheap wine will give him in the morning. Whatever happened tonight will end too soon, even when he’s not ready to give it up just yet.

“You okay?” Luna’s hand lingers on his arm, gently guides him back to reality, where her last laugh still echoes through the bar.

Upon facing her, he discovers a frown on her face. “Yeah, sure. Just wanted to make sure I left nothing behind.”

“Okay.”

The air leaking inside from the entrance hits him with all its coldness, reminding him of what kind of world he’s returning to.

Silencing the sigh rooted in his chest, Matteo hides in his hoodie again. “Okay, let’s go.”

She holds him back. Lets her hand hush over his cheeks, carefully tugging the fabric until the hood falls on his back. “You shouldn’t hide such a beautiful face.”

His breath hitches. Eventually, he whispers back, “You can never be too careful in a city like this.”

“I keep wondering if you’re new around here, you know?”

That’s the curse of being a star, he thinks. He’s not new to this city – or any other – yet knows nothing that exists outside of his hotel and the venue. And with Luna, everything feels new altogether.

“I am.”

She smiles, again, and if every camera in the world had only one picture left, that’s what he’d photograph. “I can show you around then, if you’d like.”

///

Y empecé mis planes para vernos otra vez

///

“You want me to put skates on my feet?” Half protesting, half questioning her, his mind already paints vivid pictures of him in an emergency room, sitting in a wheelchair with one leg and two arms broken, as his manager yells at him.

“What did you think the helmets were for?”

“I don’t know, something less dangerous? Cycling, maybe?”

“Are you trying to tell me you never skated before?”

Matteo sighs, rubbing his arm. “I used to. As a kid.” In the street where his grandparents used to live, back in Italy. Some part of his body always carried a scratch or a bruise during those summer days, he remembers ending up on the ground a lot, and the band-aids his mom used to ease the pain. (With funny little fruits on them.)

Luna dangles her boots in front of him with a smile that sends his heart into overdrive. “Then this will be even more fun.”

“Luna…” His heartbeat picks up at the mere idea of falling. When he was younger, he felt invincible enough to risk it, but looking at her, at the skates, he feels like his whole body is made of glass.

“I’ll hold your hand the entire time.”

Maybe he won’t fall.

///

He can’t remember the last time it’s been so dark around him. On the street, cameras blind him even through his sunglasses. At home, his phone never gives him a rest, blinking for every message, every notification that comes in. Even in the bar they met in light leaked behind closed doors, from the stage or as a broken reflection from a cocktail glass. His whole world is bright and open and cruel – there’s no shadow to make one wrong move in.

Here, everything is dark and soft and honest. When he glimpses behind the curtain, he can see the stars sprinkled over the sky. Next to him, Luna is dozing off, the silver moon light dancing on her cheekbone. He can hear the beat of his own heart, calm and steady in a rhythm it hasn’t found in years.

Just as he closes his eyes, Luna shifts on the mattress until he feels her gaze settle on him. “I can’t believe I’m doing this”, she whispers.

“What, camping?”

“Going on a road trip with someone I barely know. You could be an axe murderer.”

Or worse, a popstar who could get you on the front cover of every gossip magazine you ever heard of. Out loud, he chuckles. “Damn, you caught me. How will you fall asleep now that you discovered my darkest secret?”

She tries to slap him on his arm only to hit his blanket, and he keeps her fingers locked and secure in his own hands. “You know what, Luna, you put up too much of a fight. I’m gonna have mercy on you.”

“You’re an idiot.”

“And you’re freezing.”

Her voice grows softer, shy almost. “The blanket’s not very warm.”

For a moment, they fall quiet. The wind creates a melody in the tree tops, plays with the leaves like a five-year old chasing a ball, and Matteo thinks about the bottom drawer in his mom’s kitchen, the one that doesn’t close completely, because of this one pot that’s a millimeter too big. He thinks about the empty jars his mom keeps in there for her strawberry marmalade, and how he wants to store this feeling in them, forever. This moment, this peace, won’t last, but perhaps he could lock it away, remember it, completely: the wind outside, the muffled rustling from his blanket as he robs closer to her. How her body curves against his like she’s a matching puzzle piece.

How he falls asleep, wondering if all these coincidences that lead him here are just his destiny in disguise.

///

He’s been to many beaches. Beaches in Italy during his childhood, where he mostly cared about how good the sand would build up to castles. Beaches on vacations, where he was surrounded with people who didn’t wish to be bothered by anyone, just like him. Once or twice he performed at a beach festival. He got his skin burned, got tanned. Went swimming and snorkeling and hired jet skis to cruise on the ocean.

He never just stood and watched.

“What a view, huh?”

Next to him, Luna stands in the breeze, eyes half closed as she wears this smile again that could replace the sun. Her dress softly flaps around her legs, and the wind plays with her hair. Yeah, what a view.

“I wonder if there’s a way to get down there,” he says out loud.

Grimacing, she glances down the cliff separating them from the ocean. “Unless you wanna jump down there, I don’t think so.”

“That’s a shame.”

“There’ll be other beaches, you know. That we can actually go to.” Her fingers dance over his arms, the silent encouragement only contradicted by the soft laugh that follows. Goosebumps run over his skin, his stomach ties itself into a knot, but Matteo can’t quite fathom a smile. As long as they’re alone, his mind is too full of her and the rush of emotions she brings along like a fresh breath of air after sitting in the studio all day. But she’ll say something like this, reminding him that there’s more out there, people and social media and another life for him, and his chest tenses until he’s almost suffocating.

Luna has no clue, of course. She doesn’t know better, so she lets him discover her, lets him read through her past and thoughts and feelings like it’s nothing more than a sweet novel to get lost in during vacations. And he knows better, so he turns page after page, trying to memorize the lines, the ticking clock a constant noise in the back of his mind.

The more he gets to know her, the more he dreads going back to the spotlight. (The more he falls for her, too.)

“Let me take a picture of you. With this beach, okay?” he begs her. The dimple on her cheek deepens as she carefully places her camera in his hand. Her touch still lingers on his palm when he snaps the first picture, and he can’t hurry enough to capture the softness in her gaze, or the brightness in her smile. He hasn’t grown tired of admiring her, and with the camera in his hands, he finally allows himself to keep more than just a fond memory. If a few pictures are going to be the only thing left when reality catches him in its iron fist again, he’ll hold onto every tiny snippet of them.

///

Luna takes pictures of him, too. On that cliff, in front of the crystal-clear sky which is only outdone by the shimmering blue of the ocean. In a small town when they wander through the streets and follow graffities bursting with color. When they stumble upon the kid bringing the grey walls to life with his spray cans, and he poses with him as if they were best friends. When she invites him for ice cream and a hungry seagull steals his cone directly out of his hand.

Every night after dawn, she cuddles up to him in the campervan to show him her favorite pictures.

Once, she’s fast asleep next to him, he scrolls through his phone to the file with the pictures from photoshoots and magazine covers. The Matteo in there smiles too, but it isn’t real. Luna brings out the smile in his eyes, and in the picture he’s staring at, the curve on his lips is plastered on like the make-up on his forehead. For his work, he acts like a mannequin, nothing more than a prop to polish someone’s Instagram page and give his fans the illusion of knowing him.

In Luna’s pictures, he’s happy. Silly even, if he wants to. When she focuses her camera on him, there’s no expectation in the little click of the lens, so he lets go and smiles because one look from her pulls the corners of his mouth up. Sometimes she pulls a grimace at him that he copies, and sometimes, he leans down to kiss her cheek right before she takes a selfie.

He hopes that when this is over, she’ll look at these little moments, knowing she unlocked a side of him no one else saw before.

///

Recuerdo todo lo que te gustaba

Y tu camisa que llega a los pies

Esa carita cuando te cantaba por primera vez

///

Her phone died. In the middle of the song, two seconds away from her favorite part, and he expects the pout on her face before he tears his gaze away from the street. Before he met her, he never even heard of the band, too busy with his own music. Now, his fingers tap the melody on the steering wheel with ease, and he finishes the song so naturally like the words were tattooed into his veins. It’s not until he falls silent again that he glimpses over to her.

Tears glisten in her eyes.

“You have a beautiful voice,” she whispers.

“Thanks,” he replies, smiling to himself. (After signing his first contract, he never thought these words could mean so much again.)

“I mean it. I can totally see you becoming a singer or something. Hey, maybe I could ask Simón if he’d be up for a collaboration, or…” Her enthusiasm intensifies with every word she rambles, but it’s not contagious this time, not when his mind already paints a new picture of the worst case. She probably knows her best friend’s phone number by heart, and she’ll sneak his phone out of his pocket to call him, and he’ll know more about a certain Matteo Balsano than she imagines, so she’ll find out who he is (or who everyone else knows him as) and hate him and he’ll have to let her go, and he’s not ready for that.

“Matteo?” Her voice snaps him back to reality. “Are you okay?”

Is he? His knuckles turned white as he’s driving, and he clenches his teeth so hard that his jaw hurts. “Um, sure, yeah. I’m fine. I just don’t think I’m the type for a boy band.”

The frown on her forehead tells him he seriously needs to work on his white lies. But before she gets to needle him with more questions, Matteo gives her his most charming smile and asks, “Are you in for a duet though? Like, right now?”

A few minutes later he thinks that no professionally recorded and produced duet could ever live up to the harmony that is her voice melting into his.

///

Y si pudiera mostrarte

Que estando juntos ya no hay nada que falte

///

She asked him to pull over, again. The coastal view tempted her too much, and she’s sorry and hiding behind her open hair, even when he’s coming to a stop without as much as raising an eyebrow. Leaning against the van, Matteo watches her standing in the breeze, arms wide open, a huge smile on her face. One glance over her shoulder, and he’s by her side. She raises an eyebrow at him, more a challenge than a question, so he smirks and twirls her around until a laugh pearls over her lips. Bumping into his chest, Luna is still giggling, still making his heart feel like a race car that’s cruising his ribcage. With her arms around his neck, she pulls him into a dance along to the rhythm of their heartbeats. (A scene just like a music video, he thinks, except that it’s real.)

She takes the lead. Whirls him around just like he did, fuels him with every look out of her dazzling green eyes. There’s the thought of kissing her, again. A part of him already suspects that he’ll never stop writing songs about her once his lips get to know hers, but this urge never burned him so fast from the inside.

This time, he won’t fight it.

Matteo allows himself to give in, every move is now aimed to get him closer to her, every breath he takes hopes to be shared with her, and he’s falling, falling, falling.

They’re slow dancing now. Her face is hidden in his chest, both arms wrapped around him as if he’s her favorite stuffed animal. The sun creates the illusion of diamonds on her hair, and he feels endlessly torn between soaking up this pure moment, and finally pressing his mouth on hers. Her fingers sneak over his shirt, caress him light as a feather. Matteo is done, defeated, desperate, as her name slips out in nothing more than a whisper.

Their eyes meet.

He leans in.

Thunder growls above them.

Her, ducking away. Pulling him along, towards the van. The moment he blinks up at the sky to the dark clouds sneaking in, she hastily explains, “I think we need to leave now.” He stumbles behind her, speechless. (Because all he feels is her hand intertwined with his fingers.)

///

They don’t talk while Matteo is driving. He’s focused on the road, and the rain clatters on the windscreen too loudly anyway, killing any hope for a conversation. Luna tried to ask him if driving in this weather was a good idea, but the noise swallowed her voice, so she gave up. Now she’s staring into the angry sky outside, pretending she’s not tempted to sneak another glimpse at him, and then another.

Her mind is overflowing with things left unsaid, with confessions and too many questions. He wanted to kiss her, she’s pretty sure about that. And he might still want to kiss her.

Everything else, though, remains a mystery.

How can she be sure she knows him at all, anyway? A book in a foreign language wouldn’t be as hard to decipher as he is. He never mentions his everyday life, or his job. The one time she asked, he said he worked in the entertainment industry, and then he changed the topic. He talks about his childhood, but never his presence. She still doesn’t know why he refused to leave the back of the van three days ago, when she refueled the van and got some snacks in a small city by the coast. Maybe he’s just weird, maybe he’s hiding something, an ex who he’s not keen on running into, or something worse. Maybe she doesn’t want to know.

But these doubts never linger in her mind long enough. Because their eyes meet or he gets her without a single look, or they laugh for ten minutes straight about the same dumb joke, or he smiles at her so gently it takes her breath away. Like right now, as he catches her glare and in an instant, her mouth runs dry.

“What are you thinking about?”

“Nothing.” A bold lie. She’s thinking about a lot of things, like how soft his lips look, or how her stomach feels like it might burst and how she wants to be close to him for the rest of her life.

And how he better kiss her soon, because otherwise she definitely will.

///

They end up stranded in the middle of nowhere.

The storm rages on, too harsh for them to keep going, and now they’re in bed, listening to the wind howling. Lightning crushes down somewhere close to the van, for a moment, everything is silver and bright and scary. Then, darkness returns. With a shaky breath, Luna pulls her blanket closer.

“Are you okay?” Matteo whispers. The mattress gives in to his weight as he shifts around, before his hand finds her clenched fist underneath the thin fabric. “You’re cold.”

“You’re hot.”

“May I?”

Her reply, “Sure”, already dies on her tongue. He must have heard it anyway, because he robs closer until she’s in his arms, surrounded by his warmth and his scent and the daydream of his lips on hers. “Thank you,” she says, turning to what she hopes is the outline of his face in the dark.

Lightning, again.

He’s close, closer than she expected. His breath hovers over her face. The memory of this afternoon flickers through her mind, the anticipation that built up ever since they sat in that little bar, the tension in the air when they glimpse at each other at the same time and –

Finally, Matteo kisses her.

///

Solo tienes que saber

Que yo quisiera quedarme

///

Sunlight caresses her cheek. Matteo is feeding her grapes, piece after piece, as he snuggles up to her left side until her blanket becomes kind of redundant. The morning is nothing like last night, quiet and soft, the early sky a canvas of pastels.

“Do you think we can go to the beach today?”

“If we find one, sure.” He nips on his coffee cup, the grapes now out of her reach, then pats over the blanket, probably in search for his phone.

“How come you keep looking for the same things every morning?”

“I don’t know, I swear it was just right here… ah, got it!” A frown finds its way on his forehead while he begins to type. Then, a soft groan, followed by more typing.

She nudges him with her shoulder. “Let me guess, you’re still trying to find a beach where it’s just us?”

“There’s nothing wrong with that.”

“There’s nothing wrong with any beach either.”

“Why don’t you just…” He falls silent, gaze suddenly stuck on the screen. The wrinkle above his eyes deepens. His thumb lingers in the air, frozen.

“Why don’t I just what?” Luna asks, her hand finally getting a hold on the grapes, so she at least has something to do.

The sigh he replies with doesn’t exactly promise good news. “I got a text message from work and… seems like they need me back soon.”

Her eyes flutter shut. She thinks of last night, of the dawn, when the first thing she felt upon waking up was his arm loosely wrapped around her, and the second thing his lips greeting her. She thinks of sitting on the beach, a golden sunset in front of them as she steals a kiss from him, safe in his arms. She thinks of the deadlines and unwritten reports and papers waiting for her at home. “How soon?”

“A few days. A week, if I really push it.”

“We’d have to drop off the van early.”

“I don’t want to. I’d rather stay here. With you.” With one hand, Matteo pushes a strand that escaped her ponytail overnight behind her ear. His words hit her straight in her chest, from where a thousand butterflies escape into her bloodstream. “And why can’t you?” she whispers.

“I can’t just… quit. I’m too important there.”

Chuckling, Luna hides her face in his shoulder. When he asks her what’s wrong, she glances up at him, grinning only harder. “You are such a chico fresa, Matteo,” she explains, and the confusion sticks on his face even after she tucks a grape behind his sweet lips.

///

The ocean underneath her feet. The smell of sunscreen lingering in her nose. His smile around her, more constant than the sun in the sky. Her, trailing after him like she’s indeed a silver rocket in the universe and he’s her earth.

For an instant, Luna ponders about this moment, certain she’ll miss it at some point later. But then, he makes her laugh again and all that matters is now.

///

No sé cómo te pido que te enamores

Cuando al final no voy a estar cuando tu llores

(Cuando de ti me enamoré)

///

“Oh my god, guys, that’s Matteo Balsano!” Half a scream, half a whisper. It’s too soon for him to be pulled back into his superstar life, but too late to escape it – that life, his fans, and the realization dawning upon Luna.

“Matteo! Can we take a picture?” Louder. Flashlights. A forced smile on his lips.

“Can you sign this? For Kaylee?”

“Can I have a photo too?” Three phones all up in his face. Four. “I can’t believe we’re running into the Matteo Balsano, just like that!”

Hands, trying to touch whatever is closest to them, trying to nudge him away from where he wants to be. “Why did you disappear for two weeks?”

Luna, gone from his side.

///

Time moves too slowly. She needs answers, explanations. Now. He’s still standing at the other side of the street, those girls stuck to him like fruit flies trapped in honey. She wants them gone, and she wants to be home already, in the silent comfort of her room.

Time moves too quickly. She needs space, something familiar. Her brain is still catching up on what happened, and she’s only halfway through his Wikipedia page. She wants to wake up in bed so this can just be a dream, and she wants yesterday back, with the soft embrace of his arms.

Time moves on. He’s walking towards the van. His face disappears under the hood of his sweater, and she feels like a paparazzi watching him, his every move.

All at once, he’s a stranger to her.

///

“Why?”

“I’m so sorry, Luna.”

She huffs. The sun hits her directly through the windscreen, yet her cheeks heat up for a whole other reason.

“This wasn’t how I wanted you to find out.”

Her gaze fixates on the view outside, the house fronts and parked cars. It’s motionless, not even a breeze softly ruffling through the palm trees. Inside her, everything seems to be moving and stirring. “And how was I supposed to find out? Never?”

If making him speechless is an accomplishment, it doesn’t feel like one. After seconds or minutes or whatever excruciating amount of silence it equals on the clock, he sighs. “Do you know how hard it is to find someone who doesn’t treat you like some kind of god? You made me feel… when I’m with you, I’m different. Someone…”

“Normal?” Bitterness leaks out of her tone, and it poisons her heart. “That sounds terrible, Matteo. And I’m not going to pity you.”

“Happy,” he replies. “I wanted to say that you made me feel like someone happy.”

You made me feel happy too. Those words don’t cross her lips, though. Instead, she turns on the engine and starts driving. (Away from the place where her heart broke, but not away from him.) Taking a shaky breath, he opens his mouth but before he says anything else, Luna drowns his voice with the first radio station she finds. After two minutes, the host announces one of his songs.

She almost smashes the radio with her fist.

///

All day, she waits for dawn to come, for the darkness to match her mood. An hour into driving, Matteo quietly asks her to stop by one of the beaches to their left. She follows him in a safe distance as he watches the ocean. There’s no smile on his face, just a wrinkle on his forehead. Her phone weighs heavy in her pocket, tempting her to snap a picture of him like all the days before. But she no longer feels like she has the right to take a photo of him, which shouldn’t add to her misery this much.

So, now she’s aching for the night to hide him from her eyes.

///

His eyes flutter open in the darkness. The blanket is tangled between his legs, and he feels some part of Luna bumping into him. His heart clenches at the memory of her silence today, or the looks she sent him. He doesn’t know what he expected, only that he hoped, with a little luck, that she’d stay in his life.

There’s no such faith anymore.

Her touch startles him. Slowly, her fingertips draw patterns on his arm, and Matteo isn’t sure if he’s dreaming. “Luna?” he whispers into the silence.

Her hand stops moving, but it stays frozen where it was, which is everything he needs to hope again. “What are we gonna do?” she finally says.

His heart skips a beat, only to riot harder than ever before in his chest. “I don’t know,” he admits, unsure. “I can’t escape this, you know? People will recognize me wherever I go, whether I like it or not. That’s just a part of my life.”

“So, after this, I’ll never see you again?”

He closes his eyes. Sighs. “Would that be a good thing for you?”

Luna hesitates, he can feel it in her fingertips leaving his skin, in the breath she’s holding. Every second in which she keeps him hanging on to the last thread of hope hurts. All he wants is to pull her back into his arms, back to a time where it was just him and her, and reality got no hold on them. And he feels stupid for believing any of this could have lasted.

“No. It wouldn’t.”

Luna buries her head in his shoulder. A sob pearls over her lips, and out of words, he presses a kiss on her hair. “But I can’t do this,” she adds before she rolls over to her side of the bed and shatters his heart into pieces, just like he must’ve earlier.

When he finds his words again, he whispers “I’m sorry I can’t stay”, but she seems to already be asleep.

///

Este amor ya no es mío

///

He’s watching the van being driven away by one of the employees. The sun is setting behind the rental office, sealing the end of his little run from real life. Turning around, his eyes land on Luna, wo’s holding on to her bags as if her life depended on it.

“So, this is it,” he concludes.

She returns his gaze, and the tears shimmering in them feel like a knife to his chest. “I guess.”

“Maybe we could…”  

“Matteo, no.” It sounds as if he’s torturing her, as if nothing brought her more pain than the mere chance to see him again. (If only he knew how to make her smile again…) “We can’t. You know this wouldn’t work.”

With that, she leaves him.

///

Sé que la vida se pasa pero no pasa contigo

///

The next months bring her a lot of opportunities to cry. His new single that her roommate plays on repeat for hours, unaware that the Luna in his song is the same one yelling at her to use headphones. The music video for said single, where he replaces her with a girl who looks nothing like her. His new album, titled Chico Fresa out of all things, and every song that speaks to her. Every single time her thumb hovers over his contact in her phone, until she remembers why she refuses to see him again.

But she learns to stop asking herself “What if”, to stop torturing herself with daydream after daydream. She learns to ignore his voice on the radio and the gossip on the internet. She learns to sleep alone again and get mad enough at him for his lies and songs and calls to move on with her life.

And then she walks into the skating rink on her birthday to a package with her name scribbled on it, inside brand-new skates in the colors of a sunset, along with a card signed by him.

After that, she can’t pretend anymore that she hates him.

///

No tengo la certeza de volverte a ver

Recuérdame

///

The beach in Cancún hasn’t changed. The palm trees along the way, offering some shadow in the merciless midday sun, the scent of salt and sunscreen in the air. The pathway along the ocean she led him to, with her hand in his, which often enough was the only reason his ass didn’t kiss the ground.

Matteo, however, has changed. He has grown, as a person, as a songwriter. Even as a skater – he doesn’t need anyone’s hand anymore in order to keep his balance.

Still, he keeps thinking about her.

Especially here in Mexico, where a year ago, he kissed her, and she claimed his heart only to walk away with it. He wonders what she’s up to, which skating competition she’s training for right now, and if her studies are going well. If there’s someone else, someone new in her life. Someone who isn’t followed by ecstatic fans and paparazzi.

His mind always stumbles over this idea, sooner or later. Not that it’s any of his business. He just wants her to be happy, that’s all. (Is it wrong if he wants her to be happy with him?) And who can blame him when sometimes, missing her overwhelms him, and he can’t stop thinking about what ifs – what if he gave up his career? What if he insisted on seeing her again just a little bit more?

It’s a dangerous path to walk on, and never a gleeful one. So, every time it gets too much to bear, he goes skating.

It’s a routine by now. Matteo puts on his helmet and sunglasses, then his boots. He never goes fast, simply cruising up and down the beach while painting pictures in his head, of her by his side. He imagines her whirling around in pirouettes, jumping and showing off all the tricks he doesn’t dare to try. He imagines the sun adding a soft shimmer to her hair, and her laugh ringing in his ears as he recites the lyrics of the last song he wrote for her. About her. He imagines that he’ll never has to write another song about the moon, because he gets to tell her everything in person.

Her laugh, again.

First, he wonders how clear his memory makes it sound in his ears. Then, he realizes it’s not just an imagination anymore, because Luna is here, for real, a mere hundred meters away. Wearing his skates.

In that moment he knows he’ll have to write another song for her.

[unstiteo-blog]

100 Lessons in Life.

(Summary: we learn more about Gabriel "John" Utterson's father, Hugo Utterson, and what he wants most in life.)

Chapter II: To be a Father

I haven’t exactly caught up, emotionally, with what just happened. To be a father means you must always expect the unexpected, no matter how small or dire the situation is. If you can’t be there and do anything in your power to make everything all right when your child is in need, what good are you as a parent?

Absolutely no good. At least, that’s how I was raised. To be a father means you must make the scary demons not go away, but appear in a different light; you must teach your child how to face their fears as there will be a day you will not be able to help them. That day is judgment day. Have you succeeded as a parent, a provider, a caretaker? Have you raised them properly and given them enough knowledge on the real world to understand how to provide for themselves?

It is a day I am always hopeful for, since my children can’t wait to change the world in their own beautiful ways. They are brilliant, they are witty, they are humble—well, Zara could be a bit more humble, though her pride is what makes her who she is—they are grounded, and they love each other dearly. Even on their worst days (as siblings bicker and fight), I know they could never find it in themselves to ignore one another. I am forever, and always will be, intensely proud of my daughters and son. Nothing can change that.

To be a father means you must accept how much you love your children, and also accept they will never love you as much as you love them. It isn’t because they don’t love you at all, it is because they aren’t your parents. To be a father means you must be ready for the day they leave, even if it will hurt. You must be ready to say goodbye with a brave smile and a strong voice. It is what they want.

I want that day to arrive for my babies, I sincerely do. But if I can’t help Jack, what are the chances he will live to see that day at all? That is a thought that all parents have, losing their angels. If I can’t protect my children, can I do anything for them at all?

This noise nearly prevents me from seeing the girls in the kitchen, cleaning up. I stumble back a bit, blinking confusedly. The nanny was dismissed as soon as I'd arrived, however I didn’t expect to see them clean up after themselves. Did they feel obligated to? I hurry inside and shoo them out into the dining room, which is only a few steps back. “No, no, no! Little girls do not belong in the kitchen. I am happy to clean up once I come home.”

They all give me frowns as a response. I find myself doing the same. “You’re worried about your brother, aren’t you?” Sienna nodded her head.

“Papa, is there any way we can help?”

“Be there by his side when he needs you, and please be patient with him. Your concern is as deep as mine, but you three are still young. Have fun, please. You already know how to cook and clean, yes?”

“Yes, but that isn’t the issue.”

“What is then?”

“You can’t expect us to distract ourselves with fun when we’re too troubled to have fun. You have always told us that distracting yourself from pain is unhealthy, so why do you do it?”

Ah…sometimes I underestimate Sienna, and for no good reason. I should’ve known that she, the fifteen year old who enjoys the company of her father or herself along with a book, sees the world in an entirely different view from someone, say, Jack or Zara's age. I wonder if she’s ever shared such philosophical ideologies with Luna, as she’s the quietest and most timid but I’ve noticed she adores hearing what other people have to say. She is a very good listener, my little Luna. Did she inherit that from her mother?

“Sienna, stop,” begs Luna at that moment. “I’m sure papa has a reasonable explanation for why he does what he does.”

“I agree, but I won’t stand for this hypocrisy.”

“Pressuring someone for answers never works! Drop it, please.”

Stubbornness against kindness. I curse the world for ever allowing the girls to share my pigheadedness. There is a difference between perseverance and…obstinacy. “Girls,” I warn, “that’s enough. Always carry your caring nature wherever you go, Luna. Sienna, you are right. I should not be giving you advice if I am not willing to take it. I'm sorry.”

Sienna’s face softens. “Thank you. I forgive you.”

“Dad,” says Zara, tugging on my sleeve, “where was Gabito anyways?”

“In my office reading my books.”

“Did he make a big mess?”

“Yes, but I’ll clean it up later.”

“Dad?”

“Yes, dear?”

“Is he okay?”

My chest felt sore looking at their faces. I knelt to her height, held her hands, and offered her a smile. “Eventually, yes. Like I said, if you stay by his side and be patient with him, he'll be okay again.”

“Forever?”

“I…No, I’m afraid. There will be days where he will most likely be troubled like this once more. The best we can do is love him as we always have. All right?”

“Okay. I can do that.”

“I know.”

I kissed her forehead, held out my arms, and she practically ran into me. The little fighter is getting strong! Sienna and Luna joined in, but they didn’t seem too joyous. “Challenge any anxious thoughts about it. It’s all right to be scared or worried, or both—it just means you love that person with all your heart. And you three have the biggest hearts for tiny, adorable children. Please, talk to me if you ever need anything. I love you.”

“Thank you, papa,” says Sienna.

“We love you, too,” adds Luna.

“Who you calling adorable?” questions Zara. I chuckle.

“I need to fetch Jack his glass of water. Spend time together.”

They nodded their heads and ran off to play. I grabbed a cup, filled it with water, and returned to Jack's room. I was about to greet him until I realised he was already asleep. I set the glass on his bookshelf that was a few inches shorter than him, and glanced back at him.

To be a father means you must always expect the unexpected.

So then, why wasn’t I expecting this?

I silently leave his room, my head starting to pound. Wonderful. I'll just have a glass of water myself, wait for the girls to sleep, then go to bed as early as possible.

I have a long day of work ahead of me tomorrow anyhow. Not that my feelings matter.

To be a father means you are always willing to make sacrifices.

When I arrived at work, I was greeted with that unpleasant stench of wax in every nook and cranny yet again. I crinkled my nose—I never enjoyed this part. Frankly, I never enjoyed any part of my job. I’m aspiring to be a lawyer at the moment. It'll be far more beneficial for my children and I.

That’s it, Hugo. Focus on them. Think about how much you want to succeed to keep them happy.

The stench dissipated. I entered my office and got to work. As of right now, they call me a chandler. A candlemaker, if you will. Though, I’ve caught myself making soap more and more often. I'm not complaining. So long as I don’t have to deal with the smell of wax all day, I'm fairly satisfied.

About an hour in, a pale man with sand blond hair and deep sea blue eyes entered, and they lit up when they fell on me. “Mr. Utterson, we're needed in the back for a conference.”

What? Now? “All right. I will be there promptly.”

“Very good, sir.”

With that, he left, presumably to attend the conference. I always wonder who that lad is. I don’t believe I ever got his name. Ah, well. Perhaps he’s just another stranger I'll never know.

I leave my office and enter the conference room, taking my usual seat at the very back. Understand this isn’t my usual seat by choice. I would prefer to sit somewhere else, someplace that doesn’t make me feel like I’m being stared down whenever I speak, but I don’t necessarily have a say in the matter.

I suppose I do, but I only have a say in it if I don’t wish to work there any longer.

I’m aspiring to be a lawyer, after all.

“We got a big order in today, gents,” says my boss. “I expect one-thousand candles and one-thousand soaps by the end of the month.”

I can feel the unease in the room. We’ve made more than that in the past, but like any artist with a painting or drawing, these things take time.

“Utterson,” he continues, “you’re on soap duty.”

“Yes, sir.”

“I'll be assigning who works with you.”

“Yes, sir.”

The unease rose. Nobody wished to work with me. They all think I’m pretentious, they all think I’m a suck-up.

There’s another reason why they despise me, however, I feel as though that one is rather obvious.

“Owens, you’re on candle duty.”

“You may as well give it to Utterson as well,” says someone that is not Owens. “He wouldn’t fret about getting a splinter stuck in his finger.”

Snickering arose.

“I agree!” says another man who definitely isn’t Owens. “I haven’t caught him making a fuss about his hair when there’s dust about.”

“It may have been all that womanly influence on him growing up. He doesn’t know how to behave.”

As if either of those twits were to talk.

“Sir,” I say, clearing my throat, “if I finish early, may I tend to my daughters and son? My four children, three girls and one,” I glimpse at both those rude men, “white son.”

“They can't tend to themselves? I know one of your girls is about that age.”

“They can, but I enjoy seeing my children get along with one another. It…makes my heart swell with joy.”

“Fine. But just this once, Utterson. It was damnably lucky that you got this job, so I expect those soaps to be the best bars of soap you’ve ever produced.”

“Understood, sir.”

“Good.”

He started to assign Owens his helpers, but I didn’t pay much attention. Instead, I was busy fighting against a smirk. The two insulting men were glaring at me. What can I say? You show the boss work above mediocrity and you respect him, you sort of become his favourite.

Truthfully, I wanted the attention off of Owens, whoever he might’ve been. I heavily disagree with the implications that being raised around women makes a man less of a man. Jack learns so many things from his sisters every day, it blows me away how brilliant they all are. Those girls are so kind, so genuine. I sincerely believe their impact on his life will only be a positive one.

“Utterson.”

Ah. My boss has assigned me my partners. Not one of them looked happy.

That’s fine. It’s me who'll be earning that time off anyhow for my work above mediocrity.

Hm. I wonder who Owens is. I wonder what he’s thinking right about now.

I came home to, well—

“Zara! What have I said about stealing my dresses? They’re too big for you!”

“You don’t even wear the ones I steal! Leave me alone!”

“What’s wrong with your own?”

“I said leave me alone, Sienna! I’m helping you out!”

“You are most certainly not you little thief!”

That.

That is what I came home to.

“Gabriel, stop tracking mud in the house! Papa works so hard to keep it clean!” scolds Luna.

“It’s not my doing! How are you so sure it isn’t Zizi?”

“Because if it was Zara, there would be mud on her dress and face!”

“You mean my dress?” butts in Sienna.

“Same difference!”

“That doesn’t even make any sense!”

“It means stay out of arguments that didn’t involve you to begin with!”

“You made it seem like it was Zara's dress when it’s not! It’s my dress!”

“What does it matter?” asks Jack. “It’s just a bloody dress.”

“You’re a boy!” scream the girls.

All right. I’ve seen enough.

I dismiss the nanny with a tired smile, and I felt it vanish the moment I approached them. It’s not that I’m angry or annoyed, I’m merely exhausted. Their sibling fights can be…something. It can be about one thing but then it ends up being something else. It’s almost amazing how they do it. “All right, all right. One at a time, please. What happened?”

They all started talking at the same time.

“My dears,” I cut off, “I said one at a time.”

“Zara stole my dress!”

“Sienna’s a joyless snitch!”

“Gabriel tracked mud in the house!”

“Luna’s a liar!”

“Sienna, please share. You wear roughly three dresses tops, and you are beginning to outgrow them anyhow. That reminds me, we are going shopping tomorrow. Zara, what have I said about stealing you sisters belongings? They are not yours, so you do not take them. And no name calling. Jack, have you been tracking mud in the house?”

“No!”

“Then what’s that on the bottom of your shoe?”

He went quiet. Then, he pouted.

“Don’t give me that face, young man. Luna doesn’t lie and you know this. If you wish to be a lawyer, you need to be better at arguing. Luna?”

“Yes, papa?”

“That wasn’t a very nice thing to say to Sienna. In fact, none of you were very kind to each other. We are all terribly angry today. Close your eyes, children.”

They followed my instructions.

“And count back from ten in your heads.

There was silence. Sweet, sweet silence. When they opened their eyes, the anger had vanished from their faces.

“Very good. Now, why don’t we try talking about these things instead of yelling and pointing fingers at each other that ultimately gives me a headache?”

Sienna was the first to start. “I suppose you can borrow my dresses, Zara. But you best not ruin them!”

Her sister grinned. “No promises.”

“You’re awful. Why did you even want it today? You spoke like you were hiding something.”

Come to think of it, Zara does appear to be holding something. She’s slouched over a bit as well. Zara frowned and hesitantly revealed what she was hiding underneath the layers that were far too big for her.

“I found him near the backyard.”

A puppy. It was cold, scared, and hurt. Severely hurt. Does it even have any fur…? This poor thing, my heart shattered at the sight. I can only guess it hasn’t been fed if it was left to die like this.

“Oh no!” exclaimed Luna. “Juju, did you know about this?”

“Yeah. Zizi went to grab something warm while I fetched him out of the mud.”

“That explains the mud tracks.”

“I’m sorry for being dishonest.”

“I’m sorry for not understanding.”

Luna was swift to tug at my sleeve. “Papa, we have to save him! Can we keep him, please-please-please?”

“Luna, dogs are a big responsibility and—”

“Spare me the lecture, he’ll die without our help! You can’t tell me you don’t want to help him. I know you do.”

When looking at that injured puppy, I felt that aching pain again. That insatiable desire to help the baby until it was all better. Luna isn’t normally stubborn, if ever, but she won’t take no for an answer. For good reason, of course.

Even if she could, I don’t think I can bring myself to say no.

“All right. We may keep the dog.”

The children cheered. Even Jack, the cat person. I think he’s just happy to know we’re not allowing an innocent animal to die.

To be a father means to give in to your child’s wants every now and then. Sometimes those big grins of theirs is what makes it all worth it.

“Will you take turns caring for it?” I ask.

“We all will!” replies Luna, her smile still brighter than the sun. “I’m happy to bathe him.”

“I don’t mind walking him,” says Sienna.

“And I can play with him!” says Zara.

“I'll feed him,” volunteers Jack.

All of this pleases Luna. To be a father means you must always stick together as a team for your family. That’s something I learned within this family.

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Song Tag

Tagged by @kpop-wonder212 

Rules: Do a playlist with your bias name. // Faça uma playlist com o nome do seu bias.

PS: We did 3 bias each one because it’s funny. // Nós fizemos 3 bias cada uma por que é divertido.

Adm Rabbit: 

K- Keep on Doin' - Luna I- I Loved You - Day6 M- Movie - Btob

D- Dear Agony - Breaking Benjamin O- One Black Night - Wonder Girls N- New Heroes - Ten G- Good Thing - NCT 127 Y- You in Me - Kard O- Oi - Monsta X U- Uneasy - 2PM N- Never Too Late - Three Days Grace G- Growl - EXO

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J- Jump - BTS U- Undercover - Shinee N- Napal Baji - PSY G- Go - NCT Dream

Y- Ying Yang - Cross Gene O- Once Again - NCT O- One Shot - B.A.P N- N.O - BTS O- One of There Nights - Red Velvet H- Heart Attack - EXO

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S- She's Mine - VAV E- Excuse Me - AOA O- Outro: House of Cards - BTS

Y- Yo Moriagatte Yo - GOT7 O- OMGT - Mad Town U- Unbreakale Heart - Three Days Grace N- Nightmare - Shinee G- Gorilla - Pentagon H- Heartbreaker - NCT 127 O- Oh No - Marina and The Diamonds

Adm Hiyeonji:

M - Maps - Maroon 5 O - O Sole Mio - SF9 O - Oh Boy - Red Velvet N - Next Year - Two Door Cinema Club

T - Timeless - NCT U A - All Men Are Pigs - Studio Killers E - Exodus - EXO I - Into You - Ariana Grande L - Like a Fire - SHINee

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D - Dangerous Woman - Ariana Grande O - Oh No! - Marina and the Diamonds N - Na Hago Nolja - Cross Gene G - GO - NCT DREAM

S - Shoot Me - DAY6 I - I'm Not Okay (I Promise) - My Chemical Romance C - Color Blind - Diplo, Lil Xan H - Horololo - EXO CBX E - Eclipse - Kim Lip N - Needed Me - Rihanna G - God's Plan - Drake

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L - Lonely - Jonghyun; Taeyeon E - El Dorado - EXO E - Electric Shock - f(X)

J - Jenny - Studio Killers E - Electra Heart - Marina and the Diamonds N - Never Ever - GOT7 O - One For the Road - Arctic Monkeys

All our followers are tagged on it, if you do the tag please tag us so we can see your game too :D 

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Capítulo 172 : Videos Esquimales nos ilustran remotamente a los Paleoindios iniciales

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Ver abajo en esta Página el famoso Video silencioso de “Nanook of the North” en Blanco y Negro de 1922.

Nosotros podemos ver en Youtube la Llegada del primer Hombre a la Luna. Fue un gran Paso para la Humanidad y la Cámara mostró la Huella en el Polvo Lunar.

Pero no hubo Cámara ni Video del primer Hombre que dejó su huella en América, en el Nuevo Mundo, o en Canadá o en los Estados Unidos debajo del Canadá.

Sin embargo podemos ver Videos de la Vida de los Esquimales o Eskimos en 1922, hace casi 100 Años. Era una Vida muy dura y valiente, eran muy esforzados, trabajadores, resistentes y resilientes. Sobrevivir era un Desafío muy grande.

En los Videos que he visto sobre Eskimos dicen que tenían que trabajar muchas Horas al Día para no perecer. Hoy en Día vemos Inuits o Eskimos hablando en Perfecto Inglés y con mucha Cultura, muy educados y razonables insertados en el Mundo Moderno. Van en Snowmobiles, en Carros con Llantas especiales, en Lanchas super rápidas y vuelan en Jets. Estas queridas Gentes no son el Objeto de nuestro Estudio.

Vamos a estudiar los Eskimos de principios del Siglo 20, hace mas de 100 Años. Dormían en Casas Iglús de Nieve y Hielo cuando iban de Cacería, mataban sobre todo Focas y Morsas y comían su Carne cruda. Puedes ver que eran unos Genios pescando tendidos sobre el Hielo.

También iban en grupos en Kayaks y en en los Botes grandes llamado Umiaks y cazaban Ballenas con Arpones. Las Focas y Morsas también se cazaban con Arpones y esto requería el Esfuerzo de varios Hombres, pues estos Mamíferos marinos tienen una Fuerza descomunal.

Yo reconozco que esto es muy imperfecto para ilustrar la Vida de los primeros PaleoSiberianos que se convirtieron en los primero PaleoIndios.

Hoy no existen los PaleoSiberianos ni los PaleoIndios, ya nadie tiene esa Genética que ellos tenían. Pero los Genetistas que hacen Exámenes en sus Laboratorios nos dicen que los Siberianos son mucho mas cercanos a los Indígenas de América que los Europeos o cualquier otra Raza o Etnia del Mundo.

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Creo no estar equivocado en pensar que los primeros PaleoIndios no aguantaron tanto Frío, Nieve y Hielo, ni Temperaturas tan bajas como las de la Fenomenal Película que puedes ver abajo. Y creo que eran muy inteligentes. De hecho los Eskimos me parecen inteligentísimos para sobrevivir. Solo la Inteligencia los ha preservado hasta nuestros Día.

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La Película silenciosa “Nanook of the North” me tiene asombrado por su Fuerza Maravillosa. Es lo mas próximo al Desafío que enfrentaron los primeros Americanos, los primero PaleoSiberianos que se convirtieron en PaleoIndios, probablemente viajando en Botes por el Extremo sur de Beringia y por las Islas del Pacífico NorteAmericano que pertenecen a Canadá y a Estados Unidos.

De acuerdo a Múltiples Artículos Científicos que yo referencio en este Blog de Paleogenética Paleoindios, Beringia en el Sur y las dichas Islas no estaban cubiertas de Hielo cuando llegaron los primeros Paleoindios entre 16,000 y 20,000 Años antes del Presente.

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Gary King vió el Video hace 3 Meses y comentó :

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This film was required viewing in my 3rd grade elementary school class in 1965 - Randolph AFB, San Antonio, Texas. I was fascinated by the depiction of a welcoming family living in such a rugged and forbidding world, yet seemingly oblivious to the challenges. It was just 'life as usual' to them it seemed. 

I think that the experience of seeing this film at such a young age helped steel me for life. Although it was a very forbiddingly raw picture to me at the time, it showed me that anything could be achieved if you were properly prepared and eager to move forward with a good plan. Positive and persistent motivation is key to accomplishing anything successful in life, and I have Nanook and his family to thank in helping me realize that so very long ago. I'm SO glad I found this unique gem online again! Thanks for sharing!

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Fotografía del Cineasta de Etnología y Antropología Esquimal Robert. E. Flaherty 1884-1951 :

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El primer Reality Show de la Historia :

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Robert Joseph Flaherty (Iron Mountain, Michigan, 16 de febrero de 1884 - Dummerston, Vermont, 23 de julio de 1951) fue un cineasta estadounidense que dirigió y produjo el primer documental (1922) de la historia del cine, Nanuk, el esquimal. También se conoce como el inventor de la docufiction.

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Biografía y carrera

Después de acabar sus estudios de ingeniería de minas, Flaherty comenzó a trabajar como explorador de minas de hierro para una compañía ferroviaria en la bahía de Hudson, Canadá. En 1913, en su tercera expedición a la zona, su jefe, sir William Mackenzie, le propuso filmar con una cámara la vida familiar de los oriundos de la zona. Flaherty comenzó a interesarse particularmente por los Inuit, y pasó un largo período filmándolos, hasta el punto de que llegó a desatender su verdadero trabajo (aunque tampoco importaba mucho porque quienes veían las grabaciones que Flaherty iba filmando le pedían imágenes nuevas).

Antes de comenzar la grabación de la película, Flaherty vivió con un Allakariallak (un hombre perteneciente a los Inuit) y con el resto de su familia durante varios meses. Las primeras grabaciones realizadas por Flaherty ardieron en un fuego provocado por una colilla del propio Flaherty, por lo que no le quedó más remedio que grabar de nuevo las imágenes. Con el tiempo el propio Flaherty admitió que en el fondo esto le había beneficiado porque los primeros metros de película nunca le habían llegado a gustar.

 Cuando comenzó a grabar de nuevo la película, Flaherty optó por preparar todo lo que iba a grabar, incluso el final, donde Allakariallak y su familia están, supuestamente, en riesgo de muerte si no encuentran o construyen un refugio lo antes posible, pero el iglú que aparece en las imágenes ya había sido construido, aunque solo por la mitad, para que Flaherty pudiera introducir la cámara en él y captar una buena imagen sobre cómo es el interior de un iglú.

Nanuk, el esquimal (Nanook of the North, 1922) tendría mucho éxito de público,1​ y Flaherty consiguió después un contrato con Paramount para realizar otro documental en la línea de Nanuk, por lo que Flaherty se fue a Samoa para grabar Moana (1926).

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https://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_J._Flaherty

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Nanook of the North (1922)

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This is a high quality version of Robert Flaherty's documentary. I do not own the rights to the film, nor am I profiting from it. Like all American films from 1922, the picture entered the public domain in 1997.

"Nanook of the North (also known as Nanook of the North: A Story Of Life and Love In the Actual Arctic) is a 1922 American silent documentary film by Robert J. Flaherty, with elements of docudrama, at a time when the concept of separating films into documentary and drama did not yet exist.

In the tradition of what would later be called salvage ethnography, Flaherty captured the struggles of the Inuk man named Nanook and his family in the Canadian Arctic. The film has been incorrectly considered the first feature-length documentary. Some have criticized Flaherty for staging several sequences, but the film is generally viewed as standing "alone in its stark regard for the courage and ingenuity of its heroes."[

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El Video siguiente nos muestra que la Cultura Eskimo estaba basada en la Solidaridad, en la Unión y la Narrativa de Historias y Leyendas. Había mucho Respeto mágico religioso espiritual por la Naturaleza y los Animales.

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The Alaskan Native Culture - Never Alone (Culture Insights)

Lights Camera Jake

This video is all about the Alaskan Native Culture, captured from the game Never Alone.

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Tuktu- 9- The Magic Spear (Amazing Inuit skills at fishing and hunting by spear)

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Sharon Dwyer dijo hace dos Años :

This documentary took place in Kugarruk, Nunavut in the Canadian Arctic. The children you see are now grandparents. I grew up not far from Kugarruk in a Inuit settlement called Gjoa Haven. I have the utmost respect for my late mom & grandparents who lived this life, the hard traditional way. Sadly there are very few unilingual Inuit left, this is the last generation of an ancient culture that has died & it breaks my heart. They were very tough mentally & physically, much respect to my ancestors for I could never live such a tough & unforgiving life

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Tuktu- 4- The Snow Palace (How to build a REAL Inuit igloo)

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Learn about traditional Inuit culture from this fascinating series. This series documents cultural practices, skills, and values in Nunavut in northern Canada. Each episode focuses on a different topic, and does a good job of celebrating the skills and resourcefulness of the Inuit.

The territory of the Inuit (also called Eskimo, Inupiaq, Yupik, and other regional names) cover the northern and western regions of Alaska, northern Canada, and Greenland. The Inuit continue to live in these areas and maintain many cultural traditions while also incorporating some modern technology into their culture as well. Inuit continue to have a deep respect and spiritual connection with the land and its resources

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HVideos 2 Years ago :

HVideos2 years agoThese people are incredibly strong and intelligent. It amazes me how they managed to thrive in such a harsh environment for so long and yet seem content.

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Hi!!! If you don’t mind, for rebelcaptain, either “are you the devil?” Or “my horoscope says no”. Thank you!! Good luck with nanowrimo

I saved your other one and I’m using “My horoscope says no” for today’s NaNo prompt. I took Felicity Jones’ and Diego Luna’s birthdays for their star signs because why the heck not?

Mosylu I am confused!

Capricorn Rising

They could hear the guy trying to charm the bartender from all the way down the bar. Nothing new or disgusting, just a string of tired lines about how she was too pretty to be working in a place like this, how if she’d just take off with him mid-shift, he would treat her like a princess.

“My horoscope says no,” she told him.

“Oh, honey, I can change your horoscope.”

Cassian raised his voice. “Hi there. Can we get some drinks down here?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m coming,” she said, turning her back on her would-be suitor. “What’ll it be, gents?”

Cassian dropped his voice. “Just a distraction. Looked like he needed some help understanding that no.”

Her face softened. “Yeah, I was about to help him with the baseball bat we keep under the counter. Thanks.”

Kay was perusing the bartender in the way that meant he was about to be his most Kayish. She cocked an eyebrow at him. “You know what you want?”

“A Coca-Cola,” he said definitively. “Please start a tab.” He handed her his credit card.

She swiped it. “Designated driver?”

“I do not imbibe alcohol as a rule. So in that sense, yes, I am the perennial designated driver.”

“Good enough for me,” she said. “DD’s get all their drinks half off at Saw Gerrera’s.”

“Thank you for telling me,” Kay said very seriously, and with no segue whatsoever, added, “Astrology is illogical.”

“Excuse me?”

“Planets are balls of rock or gas, orbiting the sun, just the same as the Earth is doing. They are too far away to have any effect on human behavior.”

She raised her brows at him, sliding a tall glass of soda across the bar to him. “You don’t say.” There was an ironic quirk to her mouth.

“You informed that man that you refused to date him because your horoscope was against it. Do you truly believe that extraterrestrial bodies control your life?”

“My mum does, I don’t.”

“Then why did you say that?”

She turned amused eyes on Cassian. “Does your friend really not know the kinds of things women say to men they’re not interested in?”

He shrugged. “Sad to say, no.”

A waitress came hustling up. “Jyn, two Bud Lights and a vodka cran?”

The bartender glanced at Cassian, brows raised in question, and he waved at her, perusing the draft selection. She went off to fill the waitress’s order.

Jyn, he thought, stealing a glance at the way she strode back and forth behind the bar, pouring drinks and neatening up as she went. A pretty name. An appealing woman.

She came back a few minutes later, but before she could ask Cassian what he wanted, Kay jumped in again as if no time had passed. “If you didn’t want to socialize with him, why didn’t you just say that?”

Cassian nudged him. “I’ll explain later.” To Jyn, he said, “Can I have a Blue Moon, please?”

“ID?” she said, and he handed it over, along with his credit card.

She looked up at him. “What? Not going to fight with me about how you’re clearly of age?”

He shrugged. “It’s your job to check. Why should I make it harder?”

She smiled, and it was a really pretty smile.

“Also, you have very juvenile features and often need to prove you’re of age,” Kay said blithely, and Cassian contemplated murder.

She grinned. “Keeps you humble, doesn’t he?”

“You would not believe,” he said, passing her his credit card. “A tab for me, too, please.”

She looked at his ID again and set it down. “December twenty-ninth,” she said. “Capricorn?”

“Yes.”

She swiped his card and handed it and his ID back. “My mum says I should try dating a Capricorn.”

His brows shot up. “Does she now?”

“Apparently he’ll balance out my Libra qualities.”  Her eyes laughed. “As long as we can work out what we’ve got in common.”

He smiled back and told himself to play it cool. “I would be very interested in finding out what we have in common.” Okay, that had been mildly cool. Cool enough.

“Good,” she said, turning away to draw his beer. “Me too.”

Kay frowned over his drink. “I thought you didn’t believe in astrology.”

Over her shoulder, she said, “Get your friend to explain to you about flirting.”

Cassian laughed and tugged a bowl of pretzels toward himself. “I don’t think any of us has that kind of time.”

FINIS

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OMF, WORK IT, PROMPTO! Thank you so much, @iwonn-arts

Laissez les bon temps rouler~

In #ffxvwriters (on tumblr and Discord) we can get pretty silly in the #nsfw-chatter channel. Squeeing over the characters of FFXV, headcanons, bits of rp, and of course all sorts of support you didn’t even know you needed is abound. A few weeks back, I brought up the idea of the FFXV cast going to Mardi Gras and my headcanon of the Krewe of Lucis was born. I love being Louisiainian during this time of year. Since today is Mardi Gras (Fat Tuesday), here’s my quick and dirty explanation of what the time of year is and my very first public headcanon.

So, remember the Twelve Days of Christmas? Did you know that actually STARTS on Christmas, and leads up to a holiday in some faiths known as Epiphany? This was the day that the three wise men actually reached the baby Jesus. Thus begins the season of Carnival, which ends with Mardi Gras. There’s also some truth to a lot of pagan rituals being embedded into the season. But this season leads up to the Catholic season of Lent, in where Jesus fasted for 40 days and 40 nights. Humans without divine intervention of course cannot survive this, so Catholics give up something important to them for this time period to show their devotion.

But during the Carnival season… hehe. That’s when you let all that stuff you plan to give up go wild. It’s freedom from the seven deadly sins that you plan to repent for during the Lenten season. All that fun stuff, all that food, all those wild ways… Bring it to Carnival. Afraid God or your boss will see you? Wear a costume and a mask. Hide who you are and do it anyway. You have until midnight on Mardi Gras to get it out. On the morning of Ash Wednesday, you better get your ass to the church to begin your repenting.

Mardi Gras has become, for the most part, a time of celebration, parades, balls/masquerades, music, food (king cakes are the bomb!) and just letting loose. It is not for the rich, it is not for the poor, it is for all classes, creeds, ages, races, and religions. Most of the celebrations are not as wild as the debauchery you see from the media, but man, is it fun. Parades are what I’d like to focus on for my headcanon. Anyone and everyone can create a Krewe and hold a parade (going through proper channels, of course.) Each Krewe has their own rules and ways of celebrating. Generally, parades have floats, bands, vehicles, etc. just like any other parade. The music played is usually more zydeco/jazz styled. Look up “Mardi Gras Mambo” or “Professor Longhair” or “Josephine Par Se Ma Femme” on youtube for a better idea. Float riders traditionally throw things like dubloons, cups, and of course…

…BEADS. They are the prize you go to parades for. Those cheap, plastic, beads that you’ll do anything for. Traditionally in the colors of purple (justice), green (wealth), and gold (royalty) but also found in all colors and all manners of decoration. Float riders will tease you sometimes with prizes until you scream, “Throw me something, Mister!” And we’ve all heard the rumors of women flashing for beads, as well.

Which is why I commissioned that art of Prompto being adorably cheeky and lifting his shirt for some beads. Thanks again so much, @iwonn-arts

Okay, history lesson over, guys. Time for the headcanon! AU where everyone’s here, and everyone’s ok with each other mostly.

It’s a nighttime parade on the streets of Insomnia. The sidewalks are lined with people of all ages, decked out in their silly hats, feathered boas, sequined vests, and swathed in beads. It’s an unruly bunch, but everyone is smiling and laughing and it’s a great time. There’s an electric happiness in the air, as if anything could happen this night and it’d be okay. Kids are climbing streetlamps to get a better view. Vendors can’t keep the alcohol coming fast enough. When people move around, they don’t walk; they strut in time to the zydeco blaring from the speakers of shops nearby. Beads hang from shop windows, balconies, trees, streetlamps. There’s a real sense of freedom about.

The crowd cheers collectively when the parade begins.

·       It’s lead by the Kingsglaive on motorcycles, flanked by a second line that started -hours- ago. Nyx has picked up a few random kids to ride with him and keeps scaring the shit out of them and their parents by popping wheelies and doing donuts.

·       The Hammerhead float is next. It’s a giant mock-up of the Regalia in metallic gold. Cid seems content in the driver’s seat to just yell at the crowd, telling them to be quiet and stand up straight. Cindy is having a blast with Holly, and they’re tossing out plushies of Noctis in various outfits that he can wear in the game. Their beads are special, as they are decorated with wrenches and hammers and cars. Takka is throwing dubloons that offer 20% off at his diner.

·       Iris and Talcott man the Lestallum float, which is designed in honor of the power plant. It glows the same way the meteor does. People can see moogle plushies lining the edge of the float and they are screaming for Iris to throw them one, but she’s looking for something that really is special in the crowd before she throws one. Talcott is throwing beads decorated with cactuars and throwing plushie cactuars to anyone who strikes the cactuar pose.

·       Though the crowd seems to be confused as to why they would cheer on the Empire’s float (mocked up as a freighter), the sight of Ravus dressed fashionably in Mardi Gras colors seems to ease their nerves. His magitek arm has been decorated with glittering sequins. Joining him on this float is Loqi, and they keep fighting over who’s box of beads this is to throw. Eventually Ravus just resorts to throwing oracle ascension coins.

·       On the back of a ginormous rainbow frog, Sania, Vyv, and Dave wave to the crowd. Dave is showing off one of his hidden talents, wailing away on his trombone. Vyv is throwing dubloons advertising his magazine, and Sania is tossing pamphlets explaining the importance of frogs and the ecosystem.

·       Aranea doesn’t ride in a float. She just jumps through the parade as she sees fit.

·       There’s teams of dancing chocobos led by Wiz.

·       Regis, Cor, and Clarus ride on a float decorated with the weapons of the past kings. They seem the most drunk of all of the float riders, but they also seem to be having the best time. They troll people with fake throws of their beads, decorated with skulls and weapons, and dubloons explaining history of each of the 13 kings represented. Cries from parade goes of “Throw me something, Mister!” get retorts of, “No, you throw ME something, Mister!” and raucous laughter as if it were beyond funny.

·       Then of course, at the end of the parade, is the King’s float. It is the most decorated float, depicting scenes from the Cosmogony. Titan holds up the entire float. Shiva and Ifrit hold onto one another in a flashy lit display on one side, while Bahamut and Leviathan wage battle on the other. The back of the float shows Ramuh standing above all the rest, hand raised, flickering bolt in hand. From this float parade-goers can receive stuffed chocobs, beads with the Lucis insignia on them, and fake rings.

      + Lady Lunafreya is dressed in a ballgown. Purple, green, and gold feathers stick out from her hair. Umbra and Pryna flank her, both wearing sequined top hats in the same colors. She’s mostly just waving to the people and offering words of peace.  

      + Gladio is handling the bulk of the tossing items while yelling at the rest of the group to stop being lazy. He’s shirtless, but he let Luna paint his eagle with glitter paint in purple. He’s got as many feather boas about his neck as he does beads. He’s seeing a lot more from the ladies and gents in order to get beads than anyone else. He’s not complaining, but he’s glad Iggy isn’t actually on the float to see it.

      + Ignis is walking beside the float, dressed in a deep purple suit. He’s donned a pair of glittery green glasses that are slightly oversized to show he can be a good sport. He’s passing out mini-king cakes that he’s spent the last few days making whilst everyone else was partying. He may or may not be slightly miffed over this. “I’ve come up with a new way to murder them in their sleep!” he keeps laughing to the parade-goers.

      + Prompto is also walking beside the float, as this is his first parade. He’s a bit lot tipsy and his face hurts a little bit from all the smiling he’s been doing. The fun just hasn’t stopped! He’s waving to the people, making sure that Ignis doesn’t get too mobbed for the cakes, and belting out his own music as he struts along. One cheeky parade-goer yells to him, “Show me something, Mister!” and he obliges, grinning like a fool, blushing like mad, and lifting his shirt to show his goods. He’s the one shouting the new phrase he’s learned. “Laissez les bon temps rouler, y’all!” which translates into “Let the good times roll, everyone.”

      + Ardyn sits at the foot of the raised dais where the throne is. He’s dressed in motley harlequin, in green, and purple. He wasn’t allowed to wear gold. He wears a sparkling fedora that he keeps tipping from time to time. He doesn’t move unless the throne ends up empty.

      + On the throne sits Noctis Lucis Caelum, the king of the Krewe. He’s dressed in a black suit (because he’s Noct), but he’s wearing a crushed velvet purple cloak and a flashy gold crown with green jewels. He’s leaning on the arm of the throne, his head resting on his hand, and despite the noise, he seems to be catnapping. One foot is draped over the side of the throne and the other rests on Ardyn’s shoulder. When the float comes to a stop, for whatever reason, Noct will rise from his throne and look to the people. He pulls beads from the armiger as he flashes a winning smile, knowing that behind him Ardyn is creeping into his seat. When he turns, the crowd hushes and waits. “Off my chair, Jester. The king sits there.” The crowd erupts in cheers as Noct and Ardyn put on a mock fight, in which Noct always wins and places Ardyn back at his feet as a footstool. He then closes his eyes and goes back to napping.  

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All Good Things… Would You Rather…?

#Blog #Bloggerstribe #AllGoodThings…

8th July 2020

Hello, Chaps and Chapettes,

Okay, so I wanted to do a “write and react” blog here, and to help me do that I’m going to enlist the use of YAGPDB.xyz bot (other bots are available) from Discord. I instantly regretted this when it posed it’s first question to me:

“Would you rather be racist or sexist?”

… Err… Neither.

Oh, so I should explain, to get this function to work you type “-WYR” in the chat, and it generates a random “would you rather…?” question. My Discord server fellowship could see, read and respond to this as well, with an easy A or B voting system. So, here we go, question number one, eyes down looking…

“Would you rather be A) telekinetic or B) telepathic?”

Most went for A on this one. Arguably, I would too. I already feel telepathic sometimes, the closest I get to the truth sometimes, or figuring something out before it is fully announced is scary. Telekinesis powers would be much fun to have, you could play about like a Jedi grabbing things from across the room without taking a step! Then again, you might end up like the people from Wall-E… I’ll take the risk. Next!

“Would you rather A) eat a five-course meal in front of ten starving children or B) steal the bucket from five salvation army Santa?”

… What is up with these questions? Okay, shoot. What would you do? I mean… I clicked A for a laugh, however, it would, OF COURSE, be the Santas. Or would it? AGGGH! Now I’m second-guessing myself!!!! Because if the Santas had a lot of money, that could feed more than ten children… RIGHT! I’m overriding this. I would eat the meal in front of the children BECAUSE I would then share it with them. I wouldn’t be a dick, I would find a mutha fuggin’ loophole, baby!

Most of my friends felt the Santa thing was less douchy, one pointing out that if the kids saw Santa then kick their ass in front of the kids, it would mean bonus points.

NEXT!

“Would you rather be A) telekinetic or--” No, we’ve had that one.

“Would you rather be A) an Olympic tennis player or B) Olympic table tennis player?”

One friend immediately said tennis properly, because that would make them fit as fluff. This seemed to be the consensus with the group, so of course, I went against the grain once again, of course, I did. I said table tennis because, and I quote, “who wouldn't want to be Forrest Gump though.” Getting to meet that particular president, or Elvis, or Bubba… Ok, yes, we lost Bubba, but knowing him was worth the sorrow of losing him. One asked if I meant the movie or the book version - I meant the movie version. I have been too lazy to read the book version (my apologies, Winston Green).

Oh gosh, we’re in the big boy pants now, ladies and gents…

“Would you rather know A) when you will die or B) how you will die?”

Um… Neither? No, I’d rather know ho-- no… whe-- n-no… Agh! Too big a question! Okay, so, if I have to answer this, I’m going to say when. KNOWING that I’ll probably be late for my own death, I think it would be the more productive of the two. If I knew how I was going to die, I would spend my life wondering if this is the moment, I would fear it and would get nothing done. If I spent my life knowing when then I would at least try to fulfill as much as I could in the time that I had. Just like when you’re on holiday for two weeks and you cram in what you can before the flight home.  

“Would you rather A) wear a dress or B) wear heels?”

Hahaha… Dress. I’ve worn a dress, I get it girls and Scots and everyone else who wears a dress, the air on you… thighs (gutter minds...) is actually very comfortable, more so than a pair of jeans strangling you every time you sit down. Dresses are going to become the fashion for men, more so than they are already, I am sure of it. HOWEVER, I will not rule out the other side. I get why some guys and gals like the height of a heel but, I am already six foot two, I don’t like low ceilings as is, I don’t need to get closer to them.  

“Would you rather A) win the World Series or B) win the Superbowl?”

I am not up on my American sports as I should be so um… which one is which? I think World Series is the hittie-ball-with-batty and Superbowl is fake-rugby, right? I am a dumb English person with my tea, crumpets, and feather dusters. I’m gonna say World Series because if I am right about what I assume it is then baseball seems much cooler and more achievable to my limited skill range than American Foosball is.

I just checked with Alexa, I was right. Whoo! Go me.

Hold on to your butts, men, and women. This next one is the mother of all questions…

“Would you rather get A) an atomic wedgie or B) a swirly?”

Again, I had NO IDEA what a swirly was. I asked Alexa, she was no help. I asked a friend and they were not sure so we googled it;

“The Swirlie is a prank in which one's head is dunked into the toilet bowl and flushed. It was rather prevalent in the '90s, and is little more than a dare nowadays.” (https://pranks.fandom.com/wiki/Swirlie#:~:text=Back-,Swirlie,more%20than%20a%20dare%20nowadays.)

… Wedgie. WHO WOULD AGREE TO HAVE THEIR FACE IN A TOILET BOWL? No, ew, yuck, blech! At least with a wedgie, it sucks for a bit and then you recover from it. Gathering all of the germs from the poop shoot is a Scaramouche-no-no, thank you very much. Plus, far more dangerous. What happens if you drown? Okay, we all know what happens if you drown…

I think this will be the last one.

“Would you rather A) watch your favorite movie on repeat for a full day, or B) watch Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist once.

I have not watched Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist ever (what an uncultured swine I am!) so I think I will hit that up. I already watched Back to the Future Part III for a full day as a kid while I was trying to figure out how to build my own time traveling steam train, so I can tick that off the bucket list. Let’s live a little and try something new, eh?

Alright, that one was a little dull, so I’m going overtime to do one more, just to see if it’s any good…

“Would you rather...”

“A) Be the guy from Momento,”

“OR,”

“B) Be the guy from Groundhog Day?”

… I already feel like both of those guys. I forget who I am and I feel like I am living the same day over and over, never moving forwards or backward, trying to crash the Matrix and getting close but not close enough.

I think I’ll go with the guy from Groundhog Day though, because they learn that kindness and compassion have more impact on the world than you can possibly know, after a few selfish deeds and mistakes first. That’s the path to all good things, folks, learn from your fluff ups!

All good things, Lots of hugs,

Scara x

Link to Luna Switched: https://www.fimfiction.net/story/174616/luna-switched Link to Discord Server: https://discord.gg/9GEhvhf

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85 Questions

85 Questions

Stolen from @oh-nostalgiaa

THE LAST

1. drink: Lipton’s diet green tea 2. phone call: My boss 3. text message: My mom sending me pics of my nephew 4. song you listened to: “Mi Gente”, the Beyonce remix 5. time you cried: I watched My Sister’s Keeper on TV the other day and cried like a baby 6. dated someone twice: Lol hell no 7. kissed someone and regretted it: Yes. Recently even. No one likes fish kissers. 8. been cheated on: No 9. lost someone special: No 10. been depressed: It’s apart of my personality at this point 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: Yes

3 FAVOURITE COLOURS

12. Purple 13. Green 14. Red

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU

15. made new friends: Yes 16. fallen out of love: No 17. laughed until you cried: Yes 18. found out someone was talking about you: Yes 19. met someone who changed you: Yes 20. found out who your friends are: Yes 21. kissed someone on your facebook list: Yes, technically, I guess

GENERAL

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: Most of them, online a few online Facebook friends. If you want to be my Facebook friend, hmu. 23. do you have any pets: Yes, but they live with my mom and stepdad 24. do you want to change your name: No 25. what did you do for your last birthday: I worked and then me and my family had dinner that night. I think. We may have done dinner a different day? Clearly, it wasn’t memorable. 26. what time did you wake up: 6:00 am D: I try to start work by 6:30 or 7 at the latest. 27. what were you doing at midnight last night: Sleeping. I’m a 26 year old grandma. 28. name something you can’t wait for: Christmas 29. when was the last time you saw your mom: Sunday 31. what are you listening to right now: My fan whirring 32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: Yes 33. something that is getting on your nerves: The disorganization of my company 34. most visited website: Tumblr/Facebook/Reddit 35. hair colour: Brown 36. long or short hair: Long. I need a haircut tbh. 37. do you have a crush on someone: Not someone I would ever stand a reasonable chance with. 38. what do you like about yourself: I’m funny and I do good makeup. 39. want any piercings: I want a Daith and something else random in my ear. 40. blood type: I hope that doesn’t ever come up ‘cause I have no idea. 41. nickname: Mandy Jo, Mermanda are two that various friends have come up with. 42. relationship status: Single and thoroughly disappointed by men as a whole. 43. zodiac: Sagittarius 44. pronouns: She/Her 45. favourite tv show: Honestly? Flip or Flop. Like any version of Flip or Flop. Fuckin’ love HGTV man. 46. tattoos: None 47. right or left handed: Right 49. piercing: 7 and they’re all in my ears. 48. surgery: Tonsils and Wisdom Teeth 50. sport: I was a marching band kid 51. vacation: Ireland, Mexico, Canada again, really anywhere in Europe, and eastern Europe, and maybe Morocco too. 52. pair of trainers: Two.

MORE GENERAL

53. eating: I had Cinnamon Toast Crunch for breakfast earlier. 54. drinking: Still drinking my Green Tea. 55. i’m about to: Get back to work and stop procrastinating, then get up and get dressed, make one last Target run for gift wrap for my nephew’s birthday, then try to go see Flatliners tonight. 56. waiting for: Nothing atm. 57. want: Diego Luna. 58. get married: I want to, but men are so fucking annoying. 59. career: I’m satisfied with mine.

WHICH IS BETTER

60. hugs or kisses: Hugs 61. lips or eyes: Eyes 62. shorter or taller: Taller 63. older or younger: Older 64. nice arms or nice stomach: Arms 65. hook up or relationship: Relationship 66. troublemaker or hesitant: Usually hesitant

HAVE YOU EVER

67. kissed a stranger: No 68. drank hard liquor: Yes 69. lost glasses/contact lenses: Yes 70. turned someone down: Yes 71. sex on the first date: No 72. broken someone’s heart: I don’t know 73. had your heart broken: Just once 74. been arrested: No 75. cried when someone died: Yes 76. fallen for a friend: Yes

DO YOU BELIEVE IN

77. yourself: Yes 78. miracles: Not really 79. love at first sight: Unsure 80. santa claus: Hell yeah 81. kiss on the first date: Yeah, if things went well. 82. angels: No

OTHER

83. current best friend’s name: I don’t want to answer this because there are irl friends that follow me as well as my wonderful online friends and I would never want to make someone feel excluded or think that they aren’t important enough in my life, so gonna leave this one blank. 84. eye colour: Brown 85. favorite movie: Rogue One. But seriously, probably a Disney movie like Robin Hood or something.

Tagging: anyone who sees this and wants to partake

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“¡Me encanta el Teatro El Círculo! Se me pone la piel de gallina de sólo pensar que voy a estar sobre ese escenario otra vez”

Interview also available in English

Dueña de una voz privilegiada y una sonrisa cautivadora, la cantante de rock y música clásica, Tarja Turunen, no deja de sorprendernos. En medio de un presente más que positivo y con miras a un futuro aún más brillante, la finlandesa, devenida en argentina, charló en forma abierta con nosotros acerca de sus varios proyectos, los shows que tiene preparados para este 2017 y la gira que estará haciendo por distintas ciudades del país en el mes de noviembre. 

MSM: Acerca de Act II: ¿Podés contarnos un poco más acerca de por qué elegiste el Teatro Della Luna para grabar el DVD y qué vamos a poder ver en él? ¿Va a seguir la línea de Act I o vamos a encontrar algo nuevo?

Tarja: Esta vez quise filmar y grabar mi segundo DVD en vivo en Europa, y como yo ya me había presentado en este Teatro previamente, la decisión fue mucho más fácil. Sabía qué esperar del mismo, e hizo que fuera más sencillo pensar en toda la producción. El show es emotivo, como todos mis shows, y tocamos un set list muy diferente al que se puede ver y escuchar en Act I. En estos momentos Tim Palmer se está encargando del proceso de mezcla de este lanzamiento.

MSM: Talking about Act II: Can you tell us something else about why you chose Teatro Della Luna to film your DVD and what are we going to watch in it? Is it going to follow the Act I path or are we going to find something new?

Tarja: I wanted to film and record my second live DVD in Europe this time and since I had performed in this theatre before, it made my decision easier. I knew what to expect from it and it became easier to think all the production. The show is emotional as always my shows are and we were playing a set list very different to the one you can see and hear on ACT I. The mixing process is going on with this release at the moment with Tim Palmer. 

MSM: Hace unos días subiste una foto en Instagram sobre la cual se ha hablado bastante. ¿Este nuevo material en el que estás trabajando está relacionado con la música clásica o sigue el camino de lo alternativo que tomaste en tu último álbum de rock? ¿Va a haber algún cover nuevo?

Tarja: Lo siento, no sé muy bien sobre qué foto me están hablando, ¡porque publico fotos nuevas todos los días! En estos momentos estoy trabajando en varios proyectos paralelos que tienen que ver por completo con mi pasión por la música. Sin embargo, no haría algo que fuese completamente diferente a lo que la gente podría esperar de mí. Lo sabrán cuando sea el momento adecuado.

MSM: A few days ago you posted a picture on Instagram and people has been talking pretty much a lot about it. Is this new material you’re working on related with classical music or does it follow the alternative line you took in your last rock album? Is there going to be any new cover? 

Tarja: Sorry, I am not sure which Instagram photo you are talking about, since I am posting every day new photos!! I am currently working on several side projects and those have everything to do with my passion towards music. Nevertheless I would not do something totally different from what people could already expect me to do. You will hear news from me when the time is right.

MSM: ¿Tenés pensado lanzar algún otro videoclip promocionando The Shadow Self, además de Innocence?

Tarja: Quizás haya alguno.

MSM: Have you been thinking about releasing any other video promoting The Shadow Self, besides Innocence?

Tarja: Maybe there will be.

MSM: Con respecto a tu visita de regreso a la Argentina en el mes de noviembre y a otros países latinoamericanos en mayo, ¿ya tenés pensada la alineación que te va a acompañar?

Tarja: Sí. De hecho me verán por allá con los músicos que me están acompañando ahora mismo en mi tour por Europa. La banda nunca ha sonado tan bien y tan poderosa como hasta ahora, ¡así que no querrán perderse estos shows!

MSM: Regarding your visit back to Argentina on November, and other Latin American countries on May.  Do you have the musicians who are going to come with you confirmed?

Tarja: Oh, yes, I have. Argentina will see me performing with the musicians that are accompanying me on my current European tour. The band has never sounded as powerful and good as today, so you really don’t want to miss these shows!

MSM: La última vez que estuviste en Rosario te presentaste en el Club Brown, pero este año la cita es en el hermoso Teatro El Círculo donde ya filmaste Act I. ¿Por qué elegiste nuevamente el Teatro?

Tarja: ¡Me encanta ese Teatro! Se me pone la piel de gallina de sólo pensar que voy a estar sobre ese escenario otra vez. Les agradezco a ustedes por esta nueva oportunidad.

MSM: Last time you were in Rosario you performed at the Club Brown, but this year you’re going to come to the Teatro El Círculo, where you already have filmed Act I. Why did you choose this theatre again?

Tarja: I love this theatre! It gives me goose-bumps just to think that I will stand on that stage again. I thank you for the opportunity again.

MSM: Si bien tu público se caracteriza por ser más bien rockero o metalero, lo cierto es que a todos nos ha encantado el hidden track del disco. ¿Tenés pensado incluirla de alguna manera en el set list?

Tarja: Esta canción es la última del set list. Luego del show, dejo el escenario mientras esta canción suena de fondo. Este tema surgió como una broma, por eso no me dan ganas de tocarla con la banda por ahora.

MSM: We know your public is mainly metalhead and rocker, but the truth is we all loved your album’s hidden track. Have you thought about including that song in the set list?

Tarja: This song is my outro! I leave the stage after the show while this song is playing in PA. This song was made as a joke, so I don’t feel like playing it with the band for now. 

MSM: Has hecho varios covers de Nightwish a lo largo de tu carrera solista, decisión que es celebrada por muchos fans que te siguen desde tus comienzos, ¿podremos escuchar alguna vez tu propia versión de Ghost Love Score o no está en tus planes por el momento?

Tarja: Ni siquiera lo había pensado, ya que justamente estamos tocando ahora un medley de canciones de Nightwish en mis conciertos. Tengo tantas canciones buenas de cosecha propia que ya no siento la necesidad de tocar canciones que hice con la banda. Ese tema que mencionan es una de mis canciones favoritas de Nightwish.

MSM: You’ve made several Nightwish covers along your solo career, this decision is celebrated by a lot of your fans, who follow you since the beginning of your musical career. Is there any possibility to listen to your own version of Ghost Love Score? Or is it out of your plans at the moment?

Tarja: I haven’t really been giving a thought about it, since currently we are playing a medley of Nightwish songs in my concerts. I have so nice songs on my own, that I don’t feel the need of performing the songs I did with the band any longer. That song you mentioned is one of my favourite Nightwish songs. 

MSM: Siguiendo un poco con el tema del set list, en Rosario recientemente iniciamos una encuesta acerca de qué canciones le gustaría al público escuchar en el próximo show que estarás dando en el Teatro El Círculo y Diva viene a la cabeza. ¿Le cumplirías el sueño a los fans rosarinos de poder disfrutar de semejante masterpiece en vivo?

Tarja: Tengo que ver cómo viene la mano cuando esté haciendo el tour por Argentina. No puedo hacerles todavía ninguna promesa. Me siento honrada de escuchar que a muchas personas les encanta este tema en particular. Es una canción muy especial para mí también.

MSM: Going back to the set list topic, we recently started a poll, asking which songs the public would like to listen in the next show you’re giving in Rosario, and Diva is at the top of the charts. Would you make that dream real for your fans from Rosario, so they can enjoy such a masterpiece live?

Tarja: I need to see what is the situation at the time I am going to tour Argentina. I cannot make any promises yet. I am honored to hear that many people love this particular song of mine. It is a special song to me too.

MSM: Con más de diez años de carrera solista y álbumes editados de diversos géneros… ¿Hay algo que todavía no hayas hecho y que te gustaría algún día poder hacer? Si tuvieras que elegir uno solo de todos tus discos, ¿cuál elegirías?

Tarja: ¡Tengo todavía tantos sueños por los que pelear! Me encantaría hacer una película algún día, darle mi voz a un personaje de dibujitos animados, mejorar como cantante lírica y compositora… ¡ver el mundo y ser feliz con mi arte para siempre! Y por supuesto, cantar HASTA MI ÚLTIMO ALIENTO.

Si tuviera que elegir tan sólo uno de todos mis álbumes, sería “The Shadow Self” porque estoy muy contenta con él.

MSM: With more than ten years in a solo career, and a wide variety of genres in your albums… Is there something you haven’t done and you would like to do someday? If you had to choose only one of your albums, which one would it be? 

Tarja: I have many dreams to fight for still! I would love to score a movie one day, give my voice to a cartoon character, get better as a lyrical singer and songwriter…see the world and be happy with my art forever! And of course, sing UNTIL MY LAST BREATH! 

If I have to choose only one album from all of my albums, I would choose “The Shadow Self”, because I am super happy with it.

MSM: Generalmente finalizamos nuestras entrevistas con un top 5 de álbumes recomendados, pero como hasta ahora ya nos has recomendado unos 15, aproximadamente, esta vez queríamos probar algo nuevo: si tuvieras que definirte en una sola oración, ¿cómo lo harías? 

Tarja: Soñadora apasionada en busca de la perfección.

MSM: We usually finish our interviews asking for a top five of recommended albums, but you’ve recommended us about 15 to date, we are going to try something new. So, if you had to define yourself in only one sentence, how would you do it?

Tarja: Passionate dreamer seeking for perfection.

MSM: Muchas gracias por darnos parte de tu tiempo y por lo atenta que siempre fuiste con nosotros. Te deseamos muchos éxitos; y como siempre, tu público rosarino te espera con los brazos abiertos.

Tarja: ¡No puedo esperar a verlos de nuevo! Espero que el tiempo se pase volando. ¡Vamos a rockear juntos como nunca antes! ¡Muchas gracias por todo!

MSM: Thanks a lot for your time, and for how nice you’ve always been with us. We wish you a lot of success and as always your fans here in Rosario wait for you with open arms.

Tarja: I can’t wait to see you again! I hope the time flies soon. We will rock together like never before! ¡Muchas gracias por todo! 

Shows confirmados:

* Mar Del Plata - Roxy Radio City - 21 de noviembre / entradas anticipadas en: https://www.plateanet.com/Obras/tarja---gira-shadows-shows-2017

* Rosario - Teatro El Círculo - 22 de noviembre / entradas anticipadas en: http://www.ticketek.com.ar/tarja-turunen/teatro-el-circulo y las boleterías del teatro. 

* Córdoba Capital - XL Abasto - 24 de noviembre / entradas anticipadas en: https://www.edenentradas.com.ar/Sitio/Contenido/Funcion/FUNC00769024/11

* Buenos Aires - Luna Park - 25 de noviembre / entradas anticipadas en: http://www.ticketportal.com.ar/

Entrevista: Julieta Iglesias

Traducción: Elías Gómez y Romina Ordazzo

Fotografías: Tim Tronckoe Photography

Agradecemos a Gaby Sisti. 

[lyndanaclerio]

Start again...

Well, it’s another year and I’m trying to not play my usual “IT IS 30 YEARS SINCE 1988!” because that year was as bats as 1987 and hello, I am old and that might alienate people.

It’s also 25 years since 1993. At least I had pink hair for a week that year.

Who the hell am I?

I am Lynda, I am the hobo-looking person who can be seen sweeping the street and walking the dog in all weather and sitting under a tree for three seasons with my cats. I've been drawing a silly comic strip since 2004 to make my pets immortal and also keep myself checking in because really, if anyone asks, I can wave at my terrible comic and say, “I made a thing,” and even though I never completed the Crayola guide on how to draw animals, it’s a thing I made. So. Yes. Basically I wanted to die in 2004 and just started drawing instead. I highly recommend it. What the hell am I doing now?

I am studying CSS grid and flexbox to update all the websites I started making years ago, the oldest being a Porkins fansite I created with people I never met but love dearly, and of course the comic sites, and I say sites plural because I started out on Keenspace (monkey.comicgenesis.com) and am slowly migrating to Wordpress (TailsFromTheBackyard.com) but still have about 1200 comics to move over. I’m also studying React, if you go to my CodePen you’ll see I made a counter.

I used to doctor photos. I would still be doctoring photos but people can do that themselves now with apps so I don’t get many gigs and therefore I’m back to doing websites. To make things more of a pain, I’m interested in accessibility because I have double vision and my Nan has low vision, so I really want to help make the Internet a better place for people who can’t see what the hell is going on.

What the hell is wrong with me?

The reason I was not the next Elon Musk is because I have Chiari Malformation with a side helping of cervical dystonia. It gave me the superpowers of double vision and inability to sit or stand for long periods of time. Also my memory is a bit dodgy but if prompted it all comes back. I wasn’t diagnosed until 2013, so I lost a lot of time believing being in a human body was a joke. I’m lucky (HAHAHA) that physical therapy helps me because there is no medication for any of this. Oh, yeah, I can’t have caffeine anymore ISN’T THAT SPECIAL? But ice packs are nice. If you come to me with a problem I will offer you physical therapy and/or ice. I’m sorry, I got paid to do that for a few years and it was wonderful, but I’m getting better at not trying to fix people.

Who do I love? One dog and two cats have my heart, and way too many hobo cats got in there, too but they don’t want to live with me so I’m building a lot of character dealing with what I can and cannot change. Boy oh boy did 2017 teach me many lessons. My neverending obsessions are Star Wars, Tetris, weird music, weird podcasts, and escaping to a swingset in the backyard which will be 30 years old this summer OH GOD I WENT THERE. Fandoms: Star Wars: Porkins, Leia, Obi-Wan, Threepio/Artoo, K2-SO, Finn/Poe, Poe/Leia, Leia/Han, Chirrut/Baze, Kylux (by ososmosis thanks to @glitzob)

Monty Python: the Gumbys bae, but really, Python saved my life.

Comic Strip Presents/Young Ones/French & Saunders/Bottom: I am still in mourning for Rik.

MCU/X-Men/Deadpool: ALL THAT. Doctor Who: Four, Ten, Twelve, and Thirteen despite only having seen her for two minutes.

Angie Tribeca: Hoffman, Hoffman, Hoffman. Attack On Titan: Levi. Just Levi, unless Erwin’s come back to life (SPOILERS?). Mikasa, too. And Hange. I AM SECRETLY SASHA THE POTATO GIRL. Twin Peaks: Log Lady, Nadine, Cinnamon Roll-era Cooper, Dougie Jones, Diane

Harry Potter: I’m Ravenclaw, so Luna Lovegood and Moaning Myrtle are kind of my style gurus. I will talk your ear off about X-Files, Agents of SHIELD, Scorpion, Castle, Person Of Interest, Northern Exposure and an assortment of British mysteries. For some reason I will watch game shows or home repair shows if nothing else is on.

Favorite Podcasts:

Drabblecast and Welcome To Night Vale. I was into Beware The Hairy Mango and Guild Of The Cowry Catchers, but they’re pretty much over. I listen to Adventures In Brain Injury, Super Data Science, The AfroFuturist Podcast and the CodePen podcast because I’m trying to learn stuff even while making coffee and pruning hedges. Favorite Video Games:

Tetris forever, but also GTA III, Tomb Raider 1-Legacy, Kid Chameleon, any Lego-related game despite sucking at them, West of Loathing, Fist of Jesus, and most of the ‘80s Activision games shit yes I am old, didn’t I start off by saying that?

Top Ten songs of 2017 (in no particular order):

Shadow by Chromatics, New York and Los Ageless by St. Vincent, Magnificent by Elbow, It’s A Shame by First Aid Kit, Up All Night by Beck, Truth Hurts by LIzzo, Bang by Tori Amos, Mi Gente, and anything by Poppy So that’s me. Have a great 1-8 and don’t be a stranger. I mean, we are all strangers, but if you talk to me I generally reply.

Goals!

In 2017 I planked for a minute every day except for those two months where I couldn’t support my own weight on my Botox-riddled noodle arms and I ended up 41% fluent in Spanish from doing Duolingo every day.

In 2018 I guess I can break the planking record, hit 50% fluency in Spanish, and I’m going to make a point of playing the sight-reading music tutor app every day and also doing CodeWars to keep JavaScript in my head. Oh, yeah, I’m also going to do more arm-waving and saying, “Hire me to update your websites!” and we’ll see how that goes.

YES, I will totally make you a landing page! (I do that.) YES, I will totally debug/update your code! YES, I will totally draw you silly pictures!