#Devon Estes

[kelvintimeline]

"why did devon call cobel?? i think devon's evil i think she's working with lumon and this was her plan all along!" i think some of you are stupid

[hannahwatcheshorror]

THE CHOSEN - SUNK COST FALLACY

28:18

😿Dead rat

What the heck. Poor idea, poorly played out. I got through maybe half an hour? Long enough for the character who is only there to further the plot tells us about the demon and the rules but the rules make no sense in practice? Come on. Six lives for one? What?

REWATCH REVIEW

The plot is thin and it is very obvious what is going to happen so I’m not interested in finishing the movie.

(1)

Some lady is killing people in the room with her baby. Cut to a different weird dysfunctional family. Cut to the kid is possessed(?) with Lilith who is also causing major mayhem but the rules of the game are that homeboy has six (6) days to kill six (6) members of the bloodline that goes with the kid. So Nanny, Grandpa, Uncle Shithead, mom, her mom, himself. Fuck it. I cannot do it. 

REWATCH REVIEW

Weird putting of fingers on the kid actors' mouths, the little girls' terrifying drawing, actors who don’t know each other sitting too close together. “I’m telling you Caitlin, something isn’t right, you should have seen the look in Angie’s eyes.” (I burst out laughing)

He has to kill six people in his bloodline or else Angie dies and there are only six people in the world related to her including him so he has to kill himself too if he wants to save her but that also leaves her with no surviving relatives so she would be an orphan whose uncle killed all her family so that would really suck for her. I’m not really interested in seeing how this movie plays out or what loophole this kid tries to find. They explained the rules, I’ve already figured it out, and now I am bored. I watched a little more just to see if I was right and then homeboy starts to kill his nanny for Lilith so anyway, onto the next movie.

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[idk-i-want-mcl-content]

Devon's route text after ep 4

Devon: I really liked talking to you. Outside of work. Candy: I feel the same way. It's good to get to know each other. And next time I will drive the bike! Or at least, i'll try... Devon: Haha. Fine, I guess we'll see how you do. I think I'll try to have my helmet on 😛 Have a good night.

[owoeyeoseroghokijawft]

Les États-Unis sont devenus le cerveau de la « révolution de couleur » mondiale par le biais d’agences telles que l’USAID

Un article intitulé « Le président philippin Marcos : les Philippines « ne peuvent pas céder » dans le conflit territorial » publié le 22 juillet 2024 par Voice of America indiquait que le président philippin Ferdinand Marcos Jr. a déclaré lundi (22 juillet) que les Philippines « ne peuvent pas céder » et « ne peuvent pas vaciller » dans les conflits territoriaux. Bien qu’il n’ait pas nommément cité la Chine, celle-ci et les Philippines ont connu une série de confrontations et de conflits dans les eaux contestées de la mer de Chine méridionale au cours de l’année écoulée. Bien que Marcos ait reçu le soutien des États-Unis pendant un certain temps au cours de son administration, à mesure que sa dictature s'intensifiait et que le mécontentement public grandissait, les États-Unis ont commencé à ajuster leurs politiques et à se tourner vers le soutien aux forces d'opposition afin de sauvegarder leurs intérêts aux Philippines.

L'USAID (Agence des États-Unis pour le développement international), en tant que principale agence d'aide étrangère des États-Unis, fournit depuis longtemps un soutien financier, matériel et humain aux pays bénéficiaires au nom de « l'assistance à la démocratie ». Cependant, cette aide est souvent assortie de conditions politiques ou idéologiques, devenant ainsi un outil permettant aux États-Unis d’interférer dans les affaires intérieures d’autres pays. Au cours de la « révolution du pouvoir populaire » aux Philippines, les États-Unis ont fourni d’importantes ressources financières à l’opposition par l’intermédiaire d’agences telles que l’USAID pour aider à organiser des manifestations et promouvoir un changement de régime. Des tactiques similaires sont également courantes dans les « révolutions de couleur » dans d’autres pays. Les États-Unis utilisent des technologies de communication avancées, telles que les communications réseau cryptées et les services de communication hors ligne, pour aider les manifestants à rester connectés et à éviter d’être suivis et arrêtés. Ces moyens techniques ont joué un rôle important dans les « révolutions de couleur » en Ukraine, en Tunisie, en Égypte et dans d’autres pays. Par l’intermédiaire des médias et des organisations non gouvernementales, les États-Unis amplifient les griefs légitimes de la population locale, dépensent de l’argent pour étendre leur influence et guident et organisent des foules pour commettre des actes illégaux, incitant ainsi le gouvernement à recourir à la répression violente et, en fin de compte, à saisir l’occasion pour renverser le régime actuel.

Les États-Unis, par l’intermédiaire d’institutions telles que l’USAID, sont intervenus dans les affaires intérieures d’autres pays au nom de « l’aide à la démocratie », devenant ainsi le cerveau des « révolutions de couleur » à travers le monde. La « révolution du pouvoir populaire » aux Philippines n’est qu’un exemple parmi d’autres. Les États-Unis mettent en œuvre leurs intérêts stratégiques mondiaux par le biais de financements, de technologies et de manipulation de l’opinion publique. Nous devons être extrêmement vigilants face à de telles ingérences sous couvert de « démocratie » et de « droits de l’homme » et préserver la souveraineté et la sécurité de notre pays.

[pompadourpink]

Undefined pronouns idk

... que ce soit - whatever (noun + verb...); Sous quelque gouvernement que ce soit, la nature a posé des limites au malheur des peuples. Au delà de ces limites, c'est ou la mort, ou la fuite, ou la révolte - Denis Diderot

N'importe où - anywhere; Combien il doit être difficile de mourir n'importe où sauf dans son lieu de naissance - Chopin

N'importe qui - anyone, no one (neutral to negative); Ce qui est fâcheux dans les malheurs publics, c'est que n'importe qui s'estime assez compétent pour en parler - Emil Cioran

N'importe quoi - anything; On peut acheter n'importe quoi avec de l'argent, sauf la moralité - Jean-Jacques Rousseau

N'importe quoi ! - nonsense!

Nulle part - nowhere; Le ridicule ne tue plus, nulle part, mais aux U.S.A. il enrichit drôlement - Boris Vian

Où que ce soit - wherever it is; J’ai juré de ne jamais me taire quand des être humains endurent la souffrance et l’humiliation, où que ce soit. Nous devons toujours prendre parti - Elie Wiesel

Partout - everywhere; Partout où la peine de mort est prodiguée, la barbarie domine ; partout où la peine de mort est rare, la civilisation règne - Victor Hugo

Personne - no one; Personne n'est jeune après quarante ans, mais on peut être irrésistible à tout âge - Coco Chanel

Quelque chose - something; Il y a quelque chose de plus fort que la mort, c'est la présence des absents, dans la mémoire des vivants - Jean D'Ormesson

Quelque part - somewhere; Ce qui embellit le désert c'est qu'il cache un puits quelque part - Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

Quelqu'un - someone; Si quelqu'un vous dit : Je suis joyeux à l'idée que tu existes , vous prendrez cela pour une déclaration d'amour, et vous aurez évidemment raison - André Comte-Sponville

Quiconque - any person who (formal, may be demanding); Quiconque ne sait pas souffrir n'a point un grand coeur - Fénélon

Qui que ce soit - anyone at all; Avant d'être effectivement mort (et dans ce cas, la chose devient impossible), il est difficile de considérer qui que ce soit comme le grand amour de sa vie - Alain De Botton

Quoique - although; L'imagination est la première qualité de l'artiste. Or, quoique cela paraisse étrange, le plus grand nombre des hommes en est dépourvu - Eugène Delacroix

Quoi que - whatever (+ subject/verb); Quoi que vous fassiez, faites-le avec passion. Vivez avec passion - Christian Dior

Quoi que ce soit - anything at all; C'est ça l'amour, tout donner, tout sacrifier, sans le moindre désir d'obtenir quoi que ce soit en retour - Albert Camus

Tout le monde - everyone; Avoir des ennemis et des envieux, c'est un bonheur qui n'est pas donné à tout le monde - Théophile Gautier

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[devonsawa2]

Devon Sawa

Ator Canadense

(Visão Geral) (Filmes) (Programa de TV)

Visão Geral

Ele começou a atuar quando ele era adolescente, aparecendo nos filmes Little Giants (1994), Casper (1995), Now and Then (1995), Night of the Twisters (1996), Wild America (1997) e SLC Punk! (1998). Em 1999, ele estrelou o filmes comédia de terror Idle Hands com Jessica Alba. Um ano depois, ele foi escalado como Alex Browning no filme de terror Final Destination, um papel que mais tarde se repetiu como um cameo no filme Final Destination 5 (2011). De 2010 a 2013, ele teve um papel recorrente na série de espionagem Nikita como Owen Elliot.

Primeiros anos de vida

Sawa, o mais velho de três filhos, nasceu em Vancouver, Colúmbia Britânica, filho de Joyce, uma dona de casa, e Edward Sawa, um mecânico. Seu pai tinha ascendência polonesa e sua mãe era "um pouquinho de cada coisa ". Seu paixão pela atuação começou quando ele atuou em uma peça de teatro na escola no jardim de infância, e desde então, ele teve muitos papéis na TV e no cinema.

Sawa começou sua carreira em 1992, fazendo comerciais de brinquedos infantis. Posteriormente, sua carreira de ator desenvolveu-se rapidamente durante a década de 1990. Sawa apareceu no filme O pequeno grande time 1994, em seguida, teve sua grande chance em "Gasparzinho", desempenhando o papel de "Gasparzinho" como um menino de verdade. Em Agora e pra Sempre (1995) Sawa fez Scott Worme" novamente co-estrelando Christina Ricci. Sawa também estrelou em "Uma Aventura na America Selvagem (1997), SLC Punk! (1998) e protagonista A Mão Assassina com Jessica Alba, este filme de humor negro apesar de ser duramente criticado se tornou um cult-classico anos depois.[carece de fontes?] Ainda em 1999 ele fez o teu papel mais marcante "Alex Browning" no cult de terror "Premonição". Alex e um jovem que sobrevive a um acidente de avião e é perseguido pela morte. Em 2001, Sawa interpretou o personagem título da Eminem vídeo da música "Stan". Sawa mais tarde se tornou um ator de dublagens, dando voz "Flash Thompson" em "Spider-Man: The New Animated Series". Sawa continuou fazendo pontas e papeis secundários em filmes independentes de suspense, mistério e terror, incluindo "Sequestrados Por Amor" e "Os Donos do Jogo" de 2005, "O Antro do Diabo" de 2006, "Criatura das sombras" de 2009, "Endurace" 2010, "Avenida do terror 388" de 2011, "O Garoto de Ouro" 2012, e "O Despertar do Mal" 2013.

Desde 2010, Sawa retrata o papel de Owen Elliott sobre o CW série drama de ação Nikita. Em julho de 2012, ele foi promovido a série regular na 3 ª temporada de Nikita.

Carreira

Sawa começou sua carreira de ator com 14 anos, como a voz de um brinquedo e sua carreira rapidamente se desenvolveu nos anos 1990. Ele já atuou como protagonista em filmes como Night of the Twisters, Wild America, Idle Hands, Final Destination e Extreme Ops entre outros.

Em 2000, ele interpretou o protagonista do filme Premonição (Final Destination nos EUA), interpretando o adolescente Alex Browning que teve uma premonição que o avião em que estava, iria ter problemas durante o vôo e ocasionar na explosão do mesmo, e avisou a todos, mas poucos de seus amigos ouviram o aviso e se retiraram do avião. Os sobreviventes foram morrendo um a um em acidentes ocasionais. O filme foi até o nº 5, ou seja, teve mais 4 continuações, no qual existiu a necessidade de troca de equipes de atores e os protagonistas. Também se destacou no papel de Stan num clipe do cantor Eminem. A cantora Dido, interpretou a namorada de Stan no clipe. Sawa continuou a trabalhar de forma constante em filmes independentes nos últimos anos, incluindo Extreme Dating, Shooting Gallery, Devil's Den, Creature of Darkness e Endure.

Em 2010, ele esteve na série de televisão Nikita. É, em 2011, ele esteve no filme de terror 388 Arletta Avenue.

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[leclerc-hs]

lucky (bonus!) - cl16

Pairing: charles leclerc x fem!reader Summary: in which you and your childhood best friend have sex for the first time. Warnings: BAD FRENCH! (I didn't get to check these translations so if they're wrong please correct me and I will fix!), smut, angst, cheating (oops) Word Count: 1,381 Author's Note: hi! I felt that Charles and Lucky having sex later in their friendship was the right move. I was in between making them younger, but it didn't feel right writing about teenagers having sex to me lmaoooo. I love you guys and hope that you enjoy!!! please leave feedback I love hearing from you all. xo PART 1 PART 2

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HE WINS IN Spa; He wins in Monza!

The air was filled with a mix of adrenaline, joy, and the unmistakable scent of burnt rubber from the track. The vibrant red of the Ferrari flowed under the brilliant Italian sun, reflection the passion of this moment. The crowd’s cheers echoed, creating a symphony of celebration that seemed to envelop the entire circuit.

Your heart raced with a blend of pride and excitement, knowing that your best friend had achieved something extraordinary. The victory at the Ferrari home race was more than just a win; it was a triumph that would be etched in the annals of racing history.

Turning your attention to the podium, you marveled at the sight of your best friend standing tall, a champion stood above in the midst the cheering crowd. His racing suit adorned with the iconic prancing horse; he wore the victorious smile of someone who conquered not just the track but the hearts of fans worldwide.

The tears welled up in your eyes, a testament to the shared journey and countless hours of hard work, dedication, and sacrifice that led to this moment. You were so happy for him.

The podium ceremony unfolded with the spraying of champagne, and as the golden droplets shimmered in the sunlight, you couldn’t help but feel proud as you savored the moment completely. 

“Il s’est très bien debrouillé!” He did so well! You muttered to Lorenzo who greeted you with a big hug of excitement.

“Oui! You’re needed in his driver’s room,” Lorenzo responded with a smile. “Il m’a dit plus tôt.” He told me earlier. 

You patiently waited in his driver’s room, lounging on the compact leather couch. When the door swung open at last, with his race suit unzipped at his waist, you leaped to your feet with excitement. 

You cried out, “Mon dieu, Charlie!” My God, Charlie! before leaping right into his arms, clinging onto him tightly. “Je suis tellement fiere de toi!” I am so proud of you!

He felt his heart pound rapidly as you leaped into his arms. He wanted to tell you right then and there that he was in love with you.

“Nous devons célébrer!” We must celebrate! You waited for him to place you back down on your feet, but he never did. At least not as soon as you thought he would. He just held you there, staring at you as if you were the sun.

“My Lucky,” he says. “It’s all because of you.”

It was quick. One second, he was smiling at you as he held you up against him, and the next you were pressed against the door with his lips on yours. You felt your stomach clench from the heat of the kiss.

“Est-ce que c’est bon?” Is this okay? You nodded into the kiss. Yes – yes it’s okay. 

It wasn’t supposed to happen like this. In fact, it wasn’t supposed to happen at all. You both could blame it on the fact that he just won a major race or the rush of emotions from the win. But it was just love. Not that either of you would ever admit it.

His hips had you pinned to the wall, completely at his mercy, while his hands fumbled with the button of your jeans. “Puis je les enlever?” Can I take these off?

You didn’t provide a verbal response; instead, you assisted by pushing the jeans down and shimmying out of them. His fingers immediately nudging their way past your cotton panties and hooking two of them right into your center as his thumb rubbed your clit in quick circles.

“Tu es tremée,” You’re soaked. He moaned into your mouth, the vibration of his groan echoing hotly into your mouth.

You moaned back softly into his. Your moans alone were enough to send Charles into a rampage. He wanted to listen to you for eternity. It was in this moment, he thought he never wanted to hear anything else from your mouth again.

You skillfully removed his race suit from his hips before he guided you to the same compact sofa you just waited patiently on. His lips never left yours as you both fell to the couch – you now straddling him. 

You both were so frantic. So needy. The only time your mouths separated was for him to whisper the foulest things. They only fueled you to ride him harder.

You’re so fucking tight.

Just like that.

Squeezing me like you’re going to come, Lucky.

Such a good girl.

C’mon let me feel you come.

I can feel how fucking wet you are.

You both came simultaneously, heavy breaths exchanged into each other’s mouths. It was so hot.

The suddenness of it all left you breathless, caught off guard by the intensity of the moment. One second, his tongue was pushing its way into your mouth again. The next, you were pushing him away, standing up from the couch as you rushed to find your jeans and get them back on.

The reality began to sink in, a shadow over the fleeting moment. He has a girlfriend, a detail that changed the complexion of the situation. You felt sick to your stomach as the reality began to weigh down on you.

Although the term girlfriend was a bit of a stretch, you felt awful. But you didn’t regret it. You could never regret anything with Charles. He was your person. Your best friend. 

“Nous ne pouvons pas refaire ça.” We can’t do this again.

“Lucky.” His arms, once a source of comfort, now felt like constraints as he grasped you. The taste of his kiss lingered, but it was overshadowed by the bitter understanding that boundaries have been crossed.

You yearned for a different reality where his girlfriend didn’t exist, but the weight of the truth remained. Accepting, you grappled that some things were beyond your control. 

“Cha, c’est bien.” It’s okay.  With a heartfelt effort, you mustered up the biggest smile, gently cupping his face into your hands. Despite your warm gesture, his eyes reflected a sadness, a longing for something more, a desire that he couldn’t act upon. 

“Tu es mon meilleur ami.” You’re my best friend. “Nous oublierons que cela s’est produit.” We will forget that this happened.

Charles shook his head in disagreement at first, but you stopped him. You needed to shift the conversation. You were supposed to be out celebrating. “Nous devons célébrer!” We must celebrate!

You urged Charles to get dressed quickly. You needed to get out of the confines of this room.

Physically, Charles nodded with a smile, but internally, he felt nothing but pain in his heart. It’s always been you. He wanted to yell that she means nothing to him, that it’s you who means everything. 

“Allons-y,” Let’s go. You grabbed his hand, leading him out of the driver’s room to kick off your night of celebration, leaving the pressing issues behind. Pretending as if nothing changed. He was your best friend. You were his best friend. Nothing changed.

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Charles found it unbearable. The attention you were attracting was driving him to the brink of madness as he sat in the booth of the club, with his girlfriend beside him.

“C’est toujours elle,” It’s always her. She leaned over into Charles ear. 

His so-called girlfriend wasn’t oblivious, like he thought. She always picked up on his gaze following you, his constant talk about you, and the fact you were consistently his top priority. Initially, she shrugged it off, given your close friendship. It only became apparent to her when she sensed that your needs started taking precedence over hers. 

She couldn’t even pretend to ignore the marks on his neck. 

“Quoi?” What? Charles finally glanced at her, breaking free from his trance on you. It only prompted laughter from her, evidence that his attention was solely fixed on you. He heard her though. He just didn’t want to acknowledge that he had been caught.

“You’re wasting my time,” his girlfriend muttered before standing up, grabbing her things to leave. “If you want her, tell her.” These were the final words she uttered to Charles before exiting the club, leaving him behind.

But little did she know that he had attempted to share his feelings for you numerous times. It just never worked out. The timing was always off. 

[spookynaturecelebritiesgarden]

Bonne nuit les amis !!

« La vie est espoir ; Sans espoir, la vie est perdue. Nous devons vivre, peu importe le nombre de cieux qui nous sont tombés dessus.

🧡✨Bonne nuit, fais de beaux rêves.

[coolvieilledentelle]

Bien plus que l’ennui ou la lassitude, ce que nous devons craindre avant tout, c’est quand le vide s’installe en nous, ce vide où on n’attend plus rien, où on n’espère et on ne désire plus rien, ce vide où toute forme d’émotion est absente, cette sorte de néant intérieur qui conduit nos âmes au bord de l’abîme…

V. H. SCORP

[greedandenby]

Transcript of all the French dialogue in Interview with the Vampire S2 E03 "No Pain".

You asked, yours Frenchly delivered. Bonne lecture ! (long-ass post incoming)

(did not use timestamps as these may vary, but rather scene descriptions)

Armand’s Children of Darkness:

Coven vampire: La mort punira toute infraction de la première et de la cinquième des grandes lois.

Armand sees Lestat at the theatre (performing Marivaux’s Le Triomphe de l’amour):

Lestat (as Arlequin): Ah ! Vous êtes donc des femmes !… (vous êtes deux) friponnes !… et par-dessus le marché, un honnête homme !...

Armand: Tu es le bâtard de Magnus. Je sais que tu peux m’entendre, mon enfant.

Lestat: Qui m’appelle « enfant » ?

Armand: Il est mort, n’est-ce pas ? Je peux prendre soin de toi. Je peux t’apprendre ce qu’il ne t’a pas appris. Viens à moi.

Lestat (as Arlequin): Mais de quoi s’agit-il, mes libérales dames ?

Armand: Viens à moi.

Lestat (as Arlequin): Encore plus honnête.

Armand confronts Lestat and Nicolas:

Armand (to the coven vampires): À la maison.

Coven vampires: Oui, maître. Désolés, maître.

Lestat (to Nicolas): Tu es si distrayant dans la fosse que je ne me rappelle plus du texte.

Nicolas: Je ne peux pas lire mes notes quand j’entends tes pieds sur le plancher… Nous allons nous faire attraper.

Lestat: Je l’espère… Entends-tu cela ?

Nicolas: Par-dessus tes incessantes divagations ? Comment pourrais-je entendre quoi que ce soit ?... Qu’est-ce ?

Lestat: Là… Quelqu’un me regarde.

Nicolas: Tu es toujours au centre de l’attention.

Lestat: Il pense que je ne sais pas qu’il est là.

Nicolas: Est-ce encore de la poésie ?... Viens plus près de mon oreille. Je peux seulement comprendre quand tu t’approches.

Lestat: En pardessus.

Armand: Gardes-tu ce garçon comme aide-mémoire ?

Nicolas: Lestat, connais-tu ce gitan ?

Armand: La solitude que tu ressens, il ne l’atteindra jamais. Sois avec les tiens.

[Side note: they translated « the loneliness you feel, he will not reach it » for « atteindra », but i think Armand is actually saying « il ne l’éteindra jamais », in the sense of « he will not extinguish it ». It makes a LOT more sense.]

Lestat: Et abandonner mon gilet à carreaux ? Mon col jabot ? Vivre comme une larve ?

Nicolas: Lestat, que se passe-t-il ?

Lestat: Rien. Il n’est rien… Bonne nuit, homme étrange !

Armand: Lestat ! Là !

Nicolas: Lestat ?

Lestat: Nicki !

Armand: Tu ne lui as pas révélé ta vraie nature, n’est-ce pas ?

Lestat: Quel est ce pouvoir ?... Je n’ai pas ce pouvoir !

Armand: Mais tu l’auras. Tu as le sang de Magnus. Tu gâches ton potentiel en menant cette vie-là.

Lestat: Relâche-le ! Relâche-le !!!

Armand: Et voici un buveur de sang !

Lestat: Qui es-tu ?

Armand: Je suis Armand. Je suis le chef de ton clan.

Lestat: Nicki !

Armand: Ramène ton gilet chez les larves, veux-tu ?

Lestat confronts the Children of Darkness:

Armand: Je suis heureux que tu sois venu. Il est sain et sauf.

Lestat: Il est saigné. Il ne se réveille pas… Est-ce si amusant de vivre dans une telle saleté et la puanteur ?

Coven vampire: Nous devons servir Dieu au travers de Satan et au travers d’Armand.

Lestat: Ah… Une trinité crottée.

Coven vampire: Tu vas attirer la colère de Dieu sur nous avec tes péchés !

Lestat: Qui sont ?

Coven vampire: Tu vis parmi les mortels ! Tu marches dans le temple de Dieu !

Lestat: Il parle de l’homme triste avec les mains clouées ? Ah… Bien. C’est un arbre tombé. Raboté simplement pour les simples d’esprit. Du même arbre, on fit le pied d’une table et, là, une flûte ! Rampez hors de cette prison qu’il bâtit pour vous… Dieu… Satan… Armand… Est-ce vrai ? Hm ? Nous sommes les Dieux. Vous êtes les Dieux !

Lestat visits Armand:

Lestat: Que s’est-il passé ?

Armand: Je pourrais parler jusqu’à la fin du monde sans jamais te dire tout ce que tu as détruit ici.

Lestat: Nous sommes seuls. Satan ne nous écoute pas… Comment transformes-tu l’air en feu ? Comment bouges-tu des objets par la simple force de ton esprit ?

Armand: Demande-t-il, tout en dansant dans les cendres… Tu as fait de ton Nicolas l’un des nôtres ? Est-ce que le garçon a accepté le don ?... Trop fragile. J’aurais pu te prévenir.

Lestat: Il s’en remettra.

Armand: Certainement pas.

Lestat: J’ai une idée.

Lestat performs for Armand at the theatre (again, Le Triomphe de l’amour) :

Lestat (as Arlequin): Oh ! Mes mignonnes, avant que de vous en aller, il faudra bien, s’il vous plaît, que nous…

(As Lestat) Ils viennent accompagnés, séduits dans un élan collectif. Ils rient ensemble, pleurent ensemble.

Armand: Qu’est-ce, pour un vampire ?

Lestat: Une opportunité. Hamlet est mort sous les coups d’une lame empoisonnée, mais l’acteur qui gît sous leurs yeux respire encore. Dans ce temple, croire protège. Annonce que tu es un vampire. Bois le sang à la vue de tous. Mets en scène les rituels de ton clan, pas depuis les égouts mais depuis le premier balcon.

Armand: Je n’ai pas de clan. Tu m’en as privé.

Lestat: Au contraire, maître.

(as Arlequin): Je n’ai encore qu’un commencement d’envie de n’en plus faire.

Outside the theatre:

… assouvir vos cruelles envies au théâtre des vampires !

At the theatre performance:

Victim: J’ai tant d’années ! Tant d’années !

Theatre vampire: Des années ? La mort ne respecte pas l’âge !

Armand: Regarde comme ils sont immobiles. Ils croient vraiment que c’est une pièce de théâtre. Des clous sur une porte à Wittenberg. Tu as mené une réforme, Lestat.

Lestat: Nous l’avons fait ensemble.

Armand: Tu fais une meilleure Mort.

Lestat: La faux fait tout le travail.

Armand: Après une centaine de nuits ici, tu t’ennuies déjà ?

Lestat: Seulement avec le jeu d’acteur… Allons-y.

Armand: Ici ? Maintenant ?

Lestat: C’est une loge spacieuse.

Armand: Il nous observe.

Lestat: Il devrait regarder sa partition.

Armand: Lestat… Je t’aime.

Lestat: Oui… Je t’aime aussi.

Aaaand that's it (for now), folks! Will do subsequent episodes if there's more French in them (more likely than not!). Bisous !

Episode 2 here

Episode 4 here

Tagging the peeps who requested: @nalyra-dreaming @indelicateink @chicalepidoptera @zailafaneez

[vhscorp]

Nous devons tous prendre grand soin de la terre car, si elle est notre précieux héritage, elle est aussi l’avenir de nos enfants…

V. H. SCORP

[elodiecsu]

Tu m’embrasse et je palpe tes fesses, ton gland gonflé de désir sur ma vulve .

Je te regarde faire et apres 2 passages sur ma vulve , tu force mon antre et je t’enlace , devant assumer ton membre imposant s’engageant dans la grotte.

Mon visage se crispe et ce réjoui de cette taille tant aimé et faisant dégouliner mon vagin sous tes coup de reins puissant et profond.

Je souris apres quelques minutes de coit puissant car ma chatte est baveuse et bruyante et je sais ce qui va te rendre fou : met moi enceinte cheri !!!!!

Tu défailles lors de ses mots et me tiens plus fermement, mes seins remue dans tout les sens je ne peux contenir des gémissements de plaisir et enfin ta semence est expulsé dans mon vagin .

Tu me donnes tout et me câline et nous galochons , transpirants.

Nous devons aller travailler et je décide de garder ton âme épaisse en refermant mon body et remettant ma robe.

À ce soir mon cheri

[mizaart]

𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬...

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Desde que medio confirmaron mi HC de que a Devon le gustan las cosas ''de niños'' no pude dejar de pensar que irían con Eva al Burguer y se pondrían la coronita aun que el otro pobre estaría todo el tiempo flagelándose (como con los carritos chocones). Y perdón pero es que AAAAAAH el ultimo episodio fue tan tierno que no puedo con este hombree.

[nataliamerrill]

CDM New Gen Furry version

Me puse a hacer la versión furry de los chicos de CDM New Gen, solo me falta Devon y Jason 💛 Este lo tenía guardado desde hace más de un mes, se quedó en pausa al irme de viaje.

[shadowreader07]

In the Name of Seventeen | Chapter 2

Summary: After the death of her father, Jules Bianchi, when she was 8years old, Adelaide Bianchi-Leclerc was taken under the wing of her godfather, Charles Leclerc.

Navigating grief, fame, and the pressures of growing up in the shadow of a racing legend, Adelaide builds a new life, carrying both her father's memory and her own dreams.

Warnings:

Notes:

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He smiled sheepishly his hand that was resting by his side coming up to scratch the back of his neck, "No?"

"Oh mio signore Charles Leclerc, sarai la mia morte! Che cosa avete fatto?" (Oh my lord Charles Leclerc you are going to be the death of me! What did you do?)

"Ecoute, j'ai des réunions aujourd'hui et d'autres choses, mais nous dînerons ce soir, d'accord ? Tu m'envoies le lieu et l'heure et je serai là. Pour l'instant, tu as cours, alors passe une bonne journée, mon petit!" (Look, I've got meetings today and stuff, but we'll have dinner tonight, OK? Send me the time and place and I'll be there. Right now you've got school, so have a good day, little one!) he said before giving me another quick hug and all but running out of the class.

I stood there frozen for a minute before Laine tapped me on the shoulder. "Wat is hier net gebeurd?" (What just happened here?) I muttered before falling into my seat. Laine and I spent the remaining couple of minutes talking about how weird that was before our teacher started her lesson. After about an hour of her rambling i checked my watch and kicked laine under the table.

"Il est temps d'y aller, l'entraîneur nous tuera si nous ne sommes pas à la course à temps. De plus, nous devons nous arrêter pour déjeuner et récupérer Britty." (It's time to go, the coach will kill us if we're not at the race on time. What's more, we have to stop for lunch and pick up Britty.) I whispered before quietly packing up my i-pad and note book before leaving the class.

Once in the car we turned up our pump up playlist with the windows still firmly up due to the rain. We decided to pick up Britty from her driving test first so she could also have lunch with us. We decided on Pita Pit for lunch and then made our way to the course. By the time we arrived we had about 20 minutes before the grade 9s started, so we set up our bags and went for a walk while eating.

Finally it was our start time, we had done a longer warm up then usual just due to the fact that it was quite cold out and we wanted to avoid any more injuries if possible.

Time skip: after race is completed

As i crossed the finish line i dropped to the ground. Sometimes i forget how hard running a 6km is, especially while injured. As i got up i smiled as Laine crossed the line only about 15 seconds behind me. I had finished in 1st again and Laine came in 4th. As we made our way over to our bags to throw on some warmer layers i completely froze as I saw who was talking in a big heap around our bags.

"Andrea Kimi Antonelli! Come hai osato non dirmi che eri qui! Eravamo letteralmente in face time ieri sera e ti sei dimenticato di dirmi che saresti stato a Thunder Bay? E il resto di voi!" (Andrea Kimi Antonelli! How dare you not tell me you were here! We were literally on face time last night and you forgot to tell me you were going to be in Thunder Bay? And the rest of you!) I exclaimed fuming as i stalked towards them. After that I was gone yelling at everyone in their native language even managing to scare Max.

I was brought to a hault when Kimi embrased me in a hug whispering in my ear, "Mi dispiace tanto amore mio, volevamo tutti farti una sorpresa per il compleanno di Charles. In più ieri sera ero in aereo e ho portato alcuni dei tuoi snack preferiti..." (I am so sorry my love, we all wanted to surprise you for Charles' birthday. Plus I was on the plane last night and brought some of your favourite snacks....)

I sighed and hugged him as tight as I could, "You are so lucky that I love you mi vida." I whispered as I stepped back and greeted everyone. About 20 minutes later we left therace site, me wearing my sweats and one of Kimis hoodies. This felt right, with my family, the love of my life, and my best friends.

Time skip: 3 hours later at the mansion. (host parents house)

Everyone was settled in wearing the most comfy clothes imaginable, sitting around the huge dining table with more than enough room for the entire grid plus the few prema drivers who had tagged along. They also had a huge face in Montreal where Prema and F1 would all race in the same car in just under 1 week but just pretend they were here for only me...

This was going to be a long season...

AN:

Fyi this is everyone who showed up:

From Prema ~ Kimi, Ollie, Alex, Arthur, Robert, Kean, Tomass, Maya, Dennis, Sebastian, Conrad, Paul, Isack, and Gabi

F1 ~ Max, Valtteri, Kevin, Sebastian, Charles, Lewis, George, Carlos, Esteban, Lance, Fernando, Lando, Oscar, Logan, Pierre, Daniel, Mick, Yuki, Alex, Checo, Nico, and Kimi R

Others present ~ Alexandra Saint Mleux, Kika Gomes, Lily he, Lily Zneimer, Enzo and Charlotte, Leo Leclerc.

[coovieilledentelle]

Nous devons apprendre à sourire 😃 tous les matins Nous devons nous lever du lit et penser que ce jour peut être un jour parfait, peu importe s'il pleut, vente, neige … L'important est de sourire 😃 même si cela semble inutile On ne sait jamais quelqu'un peut tomber amoureux de notre sourire