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mega-adam-blr · 2 months
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ça fait mal d'apprendre à quitter ceux qui nous quittent, d'apprendre à les aimer en silence, le dos tourné, les yeux baissés. De devoir apprendre à son cœur la force de se vider tout en demeurant habité. Apprendre à pleurer en souriant, à s'en aller en aimant.
Philippe Besson
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natsuko-uzumaki · 9 months
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Il y a une question dans "je t'aime" Qui demande "et m'aimes-tu, toi ?
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Être AmOureux est une chOse ....
Mais se faire Aiimer par cet PersOnne
C'est une Autre HistOiire...
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maraboutbadou · 1 year
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violetszone · 1 year
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Make it all red
Charles x fem!reader
Summary: you teased charles all night so he decided to teach you a lesson
WARNINGS: fingering, oversimulate, Dom charles, Bad English (Sorry I didn't have time to check and fix), French google translate, spanking, hair pulling...
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You teased Charles all night at the restaurant and he was barely holding on.
After saying goodbye to all the Formula 1 drivers, you got on the red Ferrari that Charles just bought and started driving away from the restaurant.
You were in a good mood, but the same couldn't be said for Charles, he was tired of you acting like a brat all night. You didn't realize you weren't on your way home because you've been fiddling with your phone since you got in the car.
Suddenly, the car stopped ,you turned off your phone looked at Charles and then around you, but you were in a dark place that you could not recognize.
Charles got out of the car and came to my side and opened the door "Get out of the car YN" you looked at his face in disbelief, did what he said and walked together to the hood of the car while holding your hand and guiding you.
"What's going on, Cha where are we" Charles turned your back to hug you and suddenly bent over you to the hood "you've been testing my patience all night now look what you get"
His hand rubs against your leg as he pulls up your short dress and he sigh a crooked smile forms on his lips, he starts touching you over your underwear you close your eyes and push your hips towards his for more.
He stuck his hand in your underwear and ran his fingers through your wetness "What a bad girl teasing her boyfriend all night and having fun hm?"
His fingers gets faster. When he realized you getting closer he pulled his hand away  grabbed your hair and pulled you towards himself and whispered in your ear "You know what honey, bad girls never get what they want" when you made a pleading sound he put one finger to your lips and silenced you "But you had so much fun with me tonight now we're going to make it all red baby, it's my turn"
He suddenly let go of your hair and made you lean against the car again he slapped your hips you moaned you could feel him smiling, then another and another slap he slapped until your butt was all red he finally stopped "look at the beauty of it you know I like red but this shade of red will be my favorite from now on"
"Now ma chérie I'm going to fuck you until you scream" you moaned at his words he pulled down your underwear and unzipped his pants when you felt his hard dick in the entrance, you held your breath he went inside you in one move so you both moaned.
"Oh fuck yes charles ah yes god" he kept going in and out hard, you could feel his balls hitting your butt you held tight to the car Charles got faster and faster while he was praising you "ah c'est ça bébé je sais que tu l'aimes tu en veux plus hein" ah that's it baby i know you love it you want more huh?
You nodded, and held Charles' hand on your waist "Fuck I'm so close please Charles" He shook your hand and leaned into your ear "I know mon amour, hold on for a moment,we'll cum together"
You tried to hold on as he moved harder and finally realized his throbbing dick  "Now baby cum for me, yeah like that" he said between his moans.
After you both cum,and both of you calmed down, Charles came out of you and he helped you put on your underwear, straightened your dress and put you on the hood of the car.
He smiled and tucked your hair behind your ear and pulled you in for a hug after a while you broke the hug and kissed his lips. He leaned close to your ear for the last time and whispered, "And that's how we make it all red baby"
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anystalker707 · 1 year
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Anything? Anything.
Pairing: Vinsmoke Sanji x [gender neutral] Reader Words: ~ 1 200 Summary: It was a simple request for Sanji that turned into an absolute teasing mess. Tags: Very boyfriend content / Sanji using lipstick / Lots of affection
A/N: idc if this shit is out of character, im dumb. pls enjoy.
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Sanji had developed such a devotion for you that it was even weird for the others not to see him simping for every woman that crossed his way, but it was also comforting seeing him receive back all the dedication and love he expressed. Though, it was annoying how he wouldn’t shut up about you sometimes; every single thing managed to remind him of you, and send him into a spiral of chaos. In fights, it would be rather good that someone brought your name up—he would do whatever he could not to leave you alone at the end of the day—, Zoro could already see their enemy dead whenever they happened to mention you.
With all of this taken on account, it was no new Sanji would do absolutely anything for his lover. His boundaries weren’t exactly clear, that way. A lot of conversation was needed to solve this and reassure him that you wouldn’t leave just because he told you that he wasn’t okay with something, and thankfully evolved into the harmony you had today.
Nonetheless, it was still a little difficult to offer new things to Sanji without always knowing clearly if he would accept it because he really wanted it or because he just wanted to make you happy. He could notice something bothered you every single time, on the other hand, of course; Sanji read you like a book. It was the main reason you were sort of avoiding him today—avoiding handling his sad worried face trying to figure out what was wrong with you, even more when it was a stupid situation. Like today.
The idea was very fucking good, though it was maybe just a little awkward, in your mind. You weren’t ready to have your little mental imagines killed down so easily. Why did he have to be so hot, anyways?
Sanji suddenly showed up on the deck, looking around until his eyes softened at your sight, and waltzed over with his hands clasped together. A kiss was pressed to your cheek once he was close enough. “(Y/n), baby, what’s wrong? Are you falling sick? Are you hungry? Do you need a hug? I’ve barely seen the light of my life today!” He took a seat next to you on the stairs.
“Sorry, San!! No, no, there’s nothing wrong at all!” You shook your head frantically, pulling him for a tight hug he immediately melted in—he didn’t deserve to feel bad because of a stupidity of yours, a tempest in a teapot. “I’ve just... been thinking.”
There was a short moment of silence before he sat up properly to look at you, taking both of your hands in his. “About what? Did I do anything to hurt you, mon amour?”
“I— No, of course not, you never did!” You brought your hands up to give his knuckles a little kiss. “Sanji, y’know you can always refuse to do stuff and let me know how you feel about anything, right?” The little pout you received in response had you raising an eyebrow inquiringly.
“Yes, my love!” Sanji squeezed your hands. “I know you’re very understanding of everything! I couldn’t be luckier!” Reacting to his pampering was a rollercoaster—sometimes you’d feel your ego burst, sometimes feel like you didn’t deserve it, but you’d never give it up, no matter what.
Your eyes flickered over his form for a long moment, watching Sanji throw his nose in the air with a grin, an expression that was exchanged for a curious one at how you let go of one of his hands so you could reach into your pocket. “Would you try it on?” In your hand, there was a tube of... of what? Sanji furrowed his eyebrows before he reached for it curiously, uncapping it. Oh. Dark red lipstick—it almost sent his cheeks burning in the same tone. “You can always say no—”
“Of course I would, mon amour! Anything for you!” Sanji had that stupid smile on his face as he put his cig aside and rolled the lipstick until just enough pointed out, and looked at himself through the small mirror on the top of the cap.
Well, shit. Was he just being impulsive or did he really mean it? “Sanji, you don’t need to...” Your words faded at the sight of the blond just putting on the lipstick. He smacked his lips together before turning to you with a smirk. That really was... something. It wasn’t a sight you were used to, of course, so it would take you a while of observing so you could finally decipher whether you liked it or not. “It is... Um, you look...”
Sanji chuckled lowly, letting his strands fall more over his face. “Well, my love, I’m not quite wearing it for the looks, no! It’s for a much more honorable reason!”
“And that would be...?”
His lips met your cheek before you could even finish. He didn’t even stop there, continuing to press kisses to your face until his lips crashed against yours, a desperate kiss that demanded more from you. You could taste the sweet lipstick on the kiss.
“Sanji...” You sat there dumbfounded while he ran the lipstick over his lips again. What the hell was that? Not that it was bad, no—it hard your heart skipping beats and your mind all fuzzy.
Sanji pressed kisses all over your jaw, trailing down to your neck, and even daring to stain the collar of your shirt. “Hm? What, mon chéri? Cat got your tongue?” His lips ticked against your skin, but all you could do in response was to spill out some incoherent words breathlessly, barely able to even hold onto his shoulders for support, looking at the sky, though staring at the nothing. He pulled away just enough to meet your eyes and blinked with an innocent air that would trick anyone who didn’t know him any better, and also those smeared lips—you wouldn’t be surprised if he just straight up killed you at some point. You were just collapsed back, with edges of the higher steps of the stairs digging into you back, and his arms wrapped around your torso, and you didn’t even fucking know when that happened.
A chuckle came from Sanji before he could continue what he was doing, his lips pressing butterfly kisses up and down your neck before they started getting longer, lingering over your skin with sucks and nibbles. It felt as if he couldn’t be close enough to you, as if he’d never get enough of you. His mouth reached a particular spot that compelled your hands to wrap around the fabric of his shirt tightly whilst you fought against the sound that threatened to escape your throat, pressing your eyes shut.
“Where is he...” A voice said, a voice that didn’t belong to you nor to Sanji, but it wouldn’t be a problem, right? They— “What the fuck are you two doing?! Don’t you even have enough decency to get a bedroom?!! You’re even letting the goddamn food burn!!!” Zoro stood there, having you jumping and pulling away from each other the moment he started fucking shouting.
Not like you could get your thoughts straight properly to react in time, hence you sort of sat there, blushing at how you were caught, but also at how you kept replaying the recent events in your mind in an attempt to process everything.
“Mon Dieu, the food!” Sanji gasped, immediately pushing himself up to his feet. “I’m sorry, mon amour! I’ll be back later!”
“Look at your state!” Zoro continued shouting. “What do you think you’re doing to let food burn just because you want some kisses, you ero-cook?!”
.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.
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manoelt-finisterrae · 4 months
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Tempête en silence, Les cœurs naviguent ensemble, Amour en turbulence.
© Manoel T, 2024
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jacquesdor-poesie · 4 months
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J'ai tout digéré du monde et bientôt je serai digéré par lui. Gibier du temps, proie fragile oxydée d'émotions. Lutter contre quoi ? Vous avez inventé la roue, le canon, le parapluie, le planeur mais rien qui empêche ou guérisse des disparitions. De mon côté je n'aurais fait que des mots ; ils ne seront parvenus ni à faire basculer un amour, ni à convaincre d'un retour les âmes en allées. Des phrases éphémères relâchées dans la nature, sur la toile, comme des souris de labratoire. Des mots sauvés ou perdus d'avance : confettis, éclats de clarinette, sourire en douce. À la fin, c'est le point qui clos la recherche du sens et des frissons ; pas d'autre issue pour l'écrit, la pensée, l'existence ; tout s'arrête à cette ponctuation ... Et puis l'écho d'une suspension, d'une errance, d'un silence et son oubli magnifique ; point final au-delà du point.
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lisaalmeida · 2 months
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Qu'il était beau, d'avoir un grand secret dans la vie, un secret de cœur, révélable et non révélé, c'est-à-dire qui n'eût rien de honteux en soi, et qui restât enfermé dans l'âme comme un parfum précieux que l'on dérobe au contact de l'air. Un grand sentiment de foi, porté en silence à travers le monde, un amour extraordinaire caché comme une ambition imprudente, une forte résolution ou une puissante espérance, c'étaient là, des mystères poétiques et sacrés qui devaient faire un homme vraiment grand par lui-même au sein d'une vie obscure.
George Sand.
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loohs-world · 1 year
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Fabio Quartararo x reader
fabioquartararo ✓
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fabioquartararo ma chère fille papa t'aime❤️
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user pourquoi as-tu disparu des réseaux sociaux maman ?
yourusername m'occuper de deux enfants ne me donne pas "assez" de temps
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fabioquartararo CHÉRI??😐🤨
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yourusername Mon homme❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥
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fabioquartararo Si en tant qu'épouse tu as toujours été fantastique, en tant que mère tu as prouvé que tu avais une force inépuisable pour prendre soin de notre fille et que tu réussis quand même à avoir une patience sans fin pour me supporter. Il ne fait aucun doute que j'ai trouvé le bon compagnon avec qui partager la vie et qui, au fil des ans, m'a procuré de nombreuses joies. @yousername ❤️
yourusername Je t'aime mon amour d'ici à la lune mon prince charmant ❤️🥹
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mega-adam-blr · 1 year
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ça fait mal d'apprendre à quitter ceux qui nous quittent, d'apprendre à les aimer en silence, le dos tourné, les yeux baissés. De devoir apprendre à son cœur la force de se vider tout en demeurant habité. Apprendre à pleurer en souriant, à s'en aller en aimant...
-Philippe Besson
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nemosisworld · 7 months
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Toi et moi, île dans la ville, sous la pluie, mis au monde, mêlés ensemble comme la terre et l'eau avant le partage,
Pluie sur la vitre. Si j'abandonne ton corps couché et pars en songe aussi, soulève des arches de pluie, quitte la chaleur du lit, goûte le sel des eaux marines à l'horizon roulées, toute la terre accessible, pareille à un tapis,
Toi, ta parole et ton silence, ta vie et ta beauté, ton amour me ramènent inlassablement, tel un rosier sauvage qu'on allume dans la nuit, sous la pluie.
Anne Hébert
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alexar60 · 4 months
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Silence
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Silence
« Donne-moi une chance de te reconquérir. »
« Je ferai tout pour continuer à te séduire. »
Les phrases viennent, mais restent vides de sens.
Car l’amour a  perdu toute son essence.
Et moi, je reste bêtement assis
A regarder nos ombres sur le mur
Figées par notre avenir indécis.
Quant à toi, tu es déjà partie,
Après avoir effacé le futur
Que notre passé avait écrit.
« Donne-moi une chance de te reconquérir. »
« Seul, je ne vais pas pouvoir m’en sortir.»
Les mots ne sortent pas, je reste muet.
Comme la rose, notre amour est fané.
Et moi, je pleure pour nos ombres
Qui ne s’étreindront jamais plus,
Dès qu’arrive la pénombre.
Quant à toi, tu as raison de rompre
Car nous ne nous aimons plus
Malgré l’impression que tout s’effondre.
« Donne-moi une chance de te reconquérir. »
« Je ferai tout pour continuer à te séduire. »
Je détourne les yeux et préfère ne rien dire.
Alors tu pars, en me laissant un dernier sourire.
Alex@r60 – janvier 2024
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eslavie · 3 months
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En amour, il n’y a de vérité que dans les actes. Les sentiments ne se communiquent que dans le silence des gestes.
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iranondeaira · 12 days
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Il en va souvent ainsi, c'est dans le silence que se retrouvent les gens qui s'aiment si fort que leur amour, au moment des retrouvailles, devient un monde à part entière.
- Thomas Day
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yanncavell · 5 months
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Détail technique
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Généralement, pour être véritablement efficace, un bâillon de tissu doit être extrêmement épais, et s’avère, de ce fait, assez inesthétique, comme le démontrent les images présentées ci-dessus et extraites du long-métrage "Fall Time" (1995).
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Ci-dessus : mise en place d’un foulard entre les mâchoires d’un homme afin de le réduire au silence, dans une scène du film "Amours chiennes" (2000).
Ci-dessous : un autre homme solidement muselé avec une pièce d’étoffe, dans le même film.
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jeanchrisosme · 3 months
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J'ai aimé connaitre ton autre monde, tes blessures et ta langue inconnue. J'ai aimé recommencer le monde avec toi, jusqu'à l'aube nouvelle. J'ai aimé tous nos instants : du premier regard jusqu’à la dernière étincelle. De la seconde où nos cœurs se sont reconnus, jusqu’aux heures où le feu et l'eau s'avouent un amour impossible. J’ai aimé apprendre de notre rencontre et de nos chemins divergents. J’ai aimé les heures calmes, les minutes folles, les chemins de nos peut-être, quand mes étoiles s'accrochaient à ton ciel. J’ai aimé tes colères, tes doutes, ta tendresse et tous tes murmures de lumières. J’ai aimé tes mains sur mes rides, les pas déjà faits, les mots jamais dits, entre la nuit et l'aurore, sur le bord de l’instant et partout où tu rêvais. J’ai aimé notre premier film, notre dernier train et même tous les lieux où l’on ne sera jamais. J’ai aimé tes gestes maladroits, tes éclats de rire et j’aime quand tu sais que tu dors encore au creux de ma mémoire… J’aime ces souvenirs qui viennent de toutes ces années où je t’attendais. Quand, avec toi, je ne voulais que des premières fois. J’aime parcourir nos instants et les rêves et demi, les graver en moi à l’échelle du temps. Retrouver dans le parfum des fleurs cette idée de nous qui fige nos instants d’éternité. Des paupières d'étoiles, à l'ombre de tes cils, la chaleur de mes mains sur ta peau attentive. J'aime te voir sourire et dessiner au crayon de mes nuits, un rêve où tout m’éblouit. J’aime les étoiles que tu mets à côté du soleil quand je te vois partout. Dans la neige et la pluie, au milieu de mes orages. Dans le sourire des mères quand elles portent la vie. Dans tous les rêves des enfants devant les premiers bruits du monde. Entre les lignes et dans la marge. Dans le blanc, le noir et toutes les couleurs qui prennent feu. Dans les matins qui m’attendent, quand je ne sais plus où je commence et où tu finis. Entre les uns et les autres, entre l'espace que tu laisses et le temps qui nous reste. J'aime tes mots. Quand, venus d’un hasard, l'alphabet conduit au verbe aimer, tes mots redressent les ratures et soulèvent la ligne d’horizon. J’aime tes appels, du premier pas, jusqu’à la dernier syllabe. J’aime même les silences qui les précédent, quand tu te tais pour me dire l’essentiel. J'aime quand tu reviens, quand tu retrouves ma route et que tu rêves plus fort que le destin. Même si c’est pour me dire que ton cœur bat de l'aile et qu’il ne sait plus voler. Et que le passé et le présent coïncident rarement…
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