#impatiente

[philoursmars]

Retour à mon projet de présenter la plupart de mes 53880 photos (nouveau compte approximatif !)

2013. Une dernière semaine d’été en Auvergne.

Le très beau (et pas assez connu) village d’Auzon. Des calades quasi provençales, des albizias, des fuchsias, des impatientes...

[rakiah]

✨I will attend the Y/Con at Paris this weekend with my friend @gunpys! ✨ All my 🦁👑 books will be available with some new prints and GOODIES 👀

Come say hi~~

[minivirgo]

i am deeply flawed

[lesparaversdemillina]

C'est Lundi, que Lisez-vous ? N°288

Cher.e.s voyageur.e.s, Comme tous les lundi, c’est l’heure du “C’est lundi que lisez-vous” je vous présente mes lectures passées, présentes et peut-être futurs. Ce rendez-vous a été mis en place par Galleane et repris par moi. Je suis heureuse d’être responsable de ce rendez-vous. Je curieuse de voir vos reprises, lectures passées, présentes et à venir :D. C’est lundi par le menuJE RÉPONDS…

[fashionfotorecccluse]

Get it OVER with!

[metroactu]

SONKO Au cœur des villages de Malicounda.

SONKO Au cœur des villages de Malicounda.

SONKO Au cœur des villages de Malicounda.

[navramanan]

Getting hired is so complicated i never want to work just give me money to survive idk

[agendabymooner]

SOMETHING AGREEABLE !!! ESTEBAN O. X FEM!READER X PIERRE G. (18+)

summary: the two alpine drivers were always thought to have been rivals. but little did people know, they’ve always had an affinity for one thing and she was something of a middle ground for them.

content warning: smut under the cut (minors dni!), blurb because i’m tryna get out of a writing slump, explicit language, double penetration, dumbification and size kink if you squint, mentions of team relationships (drivers friendships etc), french dialogue

note: “we have a french sandwich at home” the french sandwich at home:

enjoy xx

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people always assumed that the two alpine drivers were nothing but rivals within close proximity. 

they always wondered how esteban ocon and pierre gasly interacted off the track and during their meetings, and if they were on each other’s throats all the time. 

both men had scoffed when they were asked about their relationship off the track— and how they were often pit against each other. 

pierre thought that this was outrageous that he even dropped names of teams that showed lack of off-track friendships or even relationships, telling the reporter that not even his best friend charles leclerc and carlos sainz had something of a friendship away from the cameras. 

esteban and pierre’s friendship was genuine, unlike most people in the grid. even if the alpine duo would argue, they’d always find a middle ground. 

one in the form of a woman, who was stuck between two bodies as esteban and pierre fucked her whilst her lips offered nothing but silent gasps and incoherent mumbles. 

esteban’s arms hooked under her legs as he devoured her mouth sweetly, his cock pistoning in and out of her cunt and making lewd noises as he did so. he hadn’t even allowed her to hook her legs around his hips, instead he lifted her as he thrusted and out of her while he stood. 

she could feel her heart beat rapidly moving, saliva sliding down her bare tits as she craved for more. 

“une fille si impatiente,” such an eager girl. esteban tutted, wiping the liquid off her lips away as he continued to bottom out inside of her. “do you like that, mon cherie?” 

“ye- yeah,” she stammered quietly, crying out when pierre thrusted inside her hole and bottomed out as well. she sunk into both of their cocks, her holes completely filled by their girth and length as she babbled, “oh, oh- fuck. ‘m so full.” 

“yes you are, bebe,” pierre growled from behind her as he and esteban began to thrust inside her. he then taunted her and nipped her ear, “si serré pour nous. est-ce que tu aimes ça? se faire baiser plein de nos bites?” so tight for us. do you like this? being fucked full of our cocks?

she wasn’t able to pick up on any words after they began to move once more, her mind going on an overdrive as the two men took over her senses and had her brain melting. her mind was overwhelmed with pleasure and the feeling of both of their cocks inside her holes. 

“she can’t even speak,” esteban smiled smugly when she uttered nothing but a silent scream, her eyes rolling back as esteban repeatedly hit the sensitive spot inside her pussy. “i think we fucked her too much.” he laughed with pierre. 

pierre’s hands snaked around her stomach as he murmured, “look at you, bebe. i can feel estie’s dick inside of you. so big no?”

“mm,” she cried quietly, now being lifted up and down by esteban and pierre as they increased their pace. “oh fuck! s’good. please fuck me harder, please.” 

pierre merely looked at esteban and exchanged smiles with him, eager to fuck her as she wanted. 

after all, she was someone that they could always agree on. talk about real friendship.

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[philoursmars]

Je reviens à mon projet de présenter la plupart de mes 54110 photos (nouveau compte )

2014. Comme à chaque fin d’été, je passe une semaine en Auvergne, dans la maison familiale de Vichel.

Nonette, le village avec des roses trémières et des impatientes partout.

[toescratches]

The Sinclair brothers have work to do. A couple of tourists adventure into town. But unfortunately after they've been hunted down and cleaned up, the brothers come across more work and more problems. That being the now abandoned baby in the car.

Tw: Blood and gore(they kill obv), Bo is Bo, Vincent mentioned, Lester mentioned, they're slashers what do you expect, they won't kill the baby obv, the baby is a girl or AFAB

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Bo looked out of the window as he sipped his morning coffee. Lester had just called and told him about the pair of tourists that he had guided to the town. He squinted and looked down the hill at the truck. The couple steps out of the car and looks around their surroundings.

He places his mug down on the table and steps back from the window. Lester has done his part. Now will be Bo, then Vincent...

Bo scoffs at the thought but picks up his cap and walks out of the house. He begins his way down the hill and towards the oblivious victims.

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Bo peeked around the corner as the tourists walk around the ghost town. He has done this dozens of times, he knows what he is doing... But he still feels a tiny bit of hesitation. Why?

He wonders but quickly gathers himself and walks over to the wandering couple.

"Hello folks! What are y'all doing here?" He says with a strong southern accent.

The couple turns around. The woman slightly flinches at the sudden sounds of the strange man, but the husband only wipes away sweat from his forehead and speaks.

"Heya... We were looking for a gas station... You know where one would be?" The man asks from Bo with a heavy breathe from the heat. The woman stays behind him and looks at Bo with a confused and alert look.

"Of course! I'm the mechanic of the town. What do y'all need help with?" Bo asks with a forced chuckle.

The man gulps and nods. The heat is getting to him and the woman sways around with impatientancy. "Yeah umm... I think we blew a tire. Would've taken care of it by myself but we don't have a spare... Think you could be of assistance?" The tourist groans.

"Might need some gas too..." He sighs under his breath with his hands on his hips.

"I can do that. Just follow me. The gas station is just around the corner!" Bo crosses his arms and lets out a forced smile. After his words he slowly walks past the pair and makes his way towards the station.

The tourists look at each other for a moment and make eye contact. The woman shrugs and the man sighs in response. Soon the man follows Bo as his wife walks back to the car, ready to drive it to the station.

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As soon as the pair of men step inside the gas station, Bo takes a screwdriver and easily stabs the mans neck. The attacker covers his victims mouth and gently moves the bleeding man to lay on the cement floor. Bo slightly pants as he looks down at the victim bleeding to death.

He sighs and pulls the screwdriver out in order to make the bleeding even worse. It's not even useful since the tourist is long gone...

The sounds of the truck pulling up to the station make Bo quickly turn around and look out of the see through door. He huffs in annoyance and slowly walks out of the station.

The woman hops out of the drivers seat and steps towards the mechanic at the door. She stills in her steps, a couple of meters away from the strange man. "Ummm... Where is my husband?" She asks with confusion and slight awkwardness.

"He's inside, looking at my products... Need any help with the car or would you like to go inside...? It's pretty hot out here..." He chuckles as he holds the bloodied screwdriver behind his back.

The woman sighs as she thinks over and looks back at the truck behind her.

She turns back around to look at the man in front of her. "Let's go inside." She akwardly chuckles.

Bo nods and steps aside from the door to make a way for the woman.

She smiles and walks to the door.

The tourist walks inside the station with the murderer behind her...

Bo notices her movements slowly coming to a stop. She freezes at the sight of her husband dead on the floor and his blood covering the ground.

She gasps and Bo quickly takes couple of steps forward and wraps his arms around the woman. She screams but Bo covers her mouth. She lets out muffled screams and protests as Bo holds her in her place.

The attacker lets out a annoyed and frustrated sigh and roughly pushes the woman to the ground. She violently hits the ground and Bo moves after her. Before she can even act, Bo has stabbed her neck as well.

She gurgles as she bleeds from her neck. Bo pulls the screwdriver out of her neck vein and the blood pools on the floor with a fast pace. She gurgles on the blood and struggles around in pain. Bo stares down at her with a hard gaze. She stares into his eyes as she takes her last breath and gives up. Her body stills but the blood keeps flowing out.

Bo tiredly sighs and stands up from the cold body.

He looks down at the mess around himself and huffs in annoyance. He needs a smoke.

Without a second thought he walks out of the station and for the truck outside. Bo walks for the passenger side door and roughly opens it. He begins to search around and toss stuff from his way as he looks for a pack.

As he digs around the front seats he suddenly hears a whimper from the backseat. With worry and shock Bo slowly turns his head and looks at the backseat.

And there it is. A baby in it's safety seat.

Bo's mouth is open with shock and confusion. He has frozen in his spot as he just stares at the little passenger. Before he can even think, he acts and moves over to the baby. Bo unbuckles the young child and picks her up. She cooes at the man holding her. Bo doesn't speak but moves with difficulty as he climbs out of the car and stands outside of it with the baby in his arms.

What is he supposed to do now?

He doesn't know. Bo feels large amount of confusion and slight panic.

Bo keep his "distance" from the baby, as much as possible as that is since he's holding it. The look on his face is one of confusion, panic and struggle. What the hell is he supposed to do?

Bo looks around, as if he's waiting for something, for someone, but all he gets is more of the cooing sounds from the child in his arms.

Bo looks back at the baby and he keeps breathing heavily. The baby only stares. Stupid kid, expecting something. Bo thinks and furrows his brows as he turns to look at the museum up the hill. Screw this. Vince can handle it. He scoffs and places the baby back into it's safety seat. Bo struggles but eventually figures out how to get the seat belt off the safety seat. He lifts the carrier with the baby in it and begins his way towards the House of Wax.

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finally had the energy to finish at least the first part.

PLEASE TELL ME IF YOU WANT PT2!

i need ideas so please comment and criticism is appreciated

at first I started this story on my other acco but didn't like it (and it was my first work) so i decided to write it again with my other acco(this one)

i have daddy issues that's why this exists

[borgien]

Il lui avait dit comme une promesse que parfois, une alchimie unique nait entre un homme et celle qui consent à se soumettre à lui. Il lui avait parlé d'intensité, de respect, de nécessaire confiance. Que pour cela, il fallait que la soumise s’abandonne et se donne dans tous les sens du terme et qu'alors, la soumise pouvait se révéler à elle-même. Que si elle pouvait s’offrir à lui comme à personne, alors elle dépassera ses limites, bien au-delà de ce qu’elle aurait pu imaginer. Le rendez-vous avait été donné et elle était là, dans l'attente impatiente de ce qui allait advenir....

[erabu-san]

Bonjour Erabu-san ! Comment ça va ? Je continue d'apprendre français. :) J'ai changé la langue dans Genshin Impact en français avant de commencer la quête d'histoire de Arlecchino. 😂 J'ai réalisé que l'anglais et le français ne sont pas le même. Quelle langue vous écoutez ? Allez-vous obtenir Arlecchino ? Je suis impatiente de revoir Cyno aussi ! Vous pouvez répondre en français. Je vais utiliser Google Traduction. 😂 (Je ne sais pas si je dois dire tu ou vous 😅) - @mimi-cee-genshin

Oooh ! En tout cas, ton français est vraiment ! Bravo pour touts tes efforts 🤭 Tu peux me tutoyer hihi Je joue le jeu avec la langue Anglaise, mais quand je joue Tighnari, je change en Japonais (j'aime bien sa voix en japonais) Alors. J'étais censé pull Arlecchino, mais l'avenir à choisi différemment (le Hunter's Path est venu... et mes économies sont passées sur l'arme). Je vais la skip, en me disant que j'ai déjà un pyro dps, et je vais attendre Furina et Sethos (je me demande sur quelle bannière Sethos sera !! Si il n'y a pas Furina et qu'il est dans celle de Sigewinne, avec grand plaisir je la pull hihi) Ouii J'ai aussi hâte pour Cyno ! 🥹

[lisaalmeida]

Il y avait quelque chose de si dérisoire dans les mouvements qu'elle faisait pour retrousser ses cils au noir, alors que ses yeux en avaient vraiment beaucoup trop vu, pour raviver le dessin de sa bouche, alors que sa bouche avait beaucoup trop connu d'autres bouches, quelque chose de si extravagant à peigner, à coiffer des cheveux dont le seul destin avait été, jusque-là, d'être défaits par des mains impatientes, viriles, différentes, et qui en aucun cas n'étaient allées plus loin ou plus exactement plus haut, jusqu'à ce bulbe rachidien enfoui sous la nuque et dont on vous dit qu'il est le centre, le grand raisonneur, le grand PDG de toutes les sensations.

- Françoise Sagan, Des bleus à l’âme

[ernestinee]

Finalement c'était une chouette journée !

Pour rappel, je conduisais ce matin l'ado à 1h30 de la maison, pour le reprendre ce soir et j'avais plusieurs options :

- m'ennuyer à l'attendre, la dernière fois il faisait mauvais, j'ai lu dans la voiture toute la journée et j'avais détesté le bouquin #vieuxchiant (j'avais fait un hashtag exprès pour l'auteur oui oui)

- rentrer à la maison et retourner le chercher au même endroit le soir, soit 6h de route en tout.

Alors finalement rien de tout ça, j'ai pris les appareils photo et j'ai roulé 50 km de plus pour retrouver les endroits où je passais les camps de vacances quand j'étais enfant, puis ado. Ça faisait une éternité que je n'y étais plus allée mais je n'avais rien oublié. Il faudra que je scanne les polaroid convenablement et ils iront dans ma série "places of my childhood". Le polaroid n'a pas été capricieux. J'ai vu les antennes de Lessive, le domaine des Masures, le Belvédère, la maison du pendu qui était à l'origine d'un tas d'histoires effrayantes, je suis descendue ensuite pour retrouver la source de la Lomme et cet endroit est mon endroit préféré du monde, je me souviens très clairement être enfant, dans la voiture vers le camp, et être impatiente d'y arriver, je me souvenais des racines enchevêtrées, des rochers qui dépassent, des endroits où être au plus près de l'eau, de la grotte où j'avais eu un cours de spéléo, puis je suis retournée à la voiture, j'ai trouvé un magasin pour acheter à manger et à boire, et alors que j'allais m'installer à l'ombre pour manger, j'ai vu un groupe de scouts qui faisaient du stop, je les ai amenés où ils voulaient être, c'était des scouts de Bruges hyper sympas et qui parlaient super bien l'anglais, j'ai pas vu le temps passer, on a fait 25 km dans les lacets de la région de Houyet en Ardenne. On a eu une chouette conversation à propos des vacances et celui qui était sur le siège passager m'a demandé ce qui m'avait le plus plu lors du road trip en van en Italie, et je n'y avais jamais réfléchi je crois. J'ai finalement dit que j'avais adoré ne pas savoir du matin où j'allais dormir le soir, j'avais adoré le fait de ne pas tout devoir planifier, le fait de rouler si envie, s'arrêter si envie, manger quand on a faim même si c'est pas l'heure. Il a dit que sa mère avait très envie d'un road trip mais leur famille est trop grande pour embarquer tout le monde et que ce serait génial si elle pouvait experimenter ce truc de ne pas devoir planifier tout le temps, parce qu'il voit qu'elle est très stressée à cause de toute la charge qu'elle a sur les épaules. J'ai fait un petit détour pour qu'ils gagnent leur concours du groupe qui fait le plus de km avec une voiture en stop, on a dépassé d'autres groupes et on leur a fait signe en rigolant.

Après il était presque l'heure de reprendre l'ado donc je suis allée sur place, j'ai (enfin) mangé et il m'a demandé de le reprendre plus tôt voilà voilà comment une journée qui était censée être pénible est devenue une chouette journée de vacances, j'ai été seule, j'ai fait ce que je voulais, j'ai bronzé et j'ai bien marché.

[empiredesimparte]

Napoléon V: Our last hours on Bora-Bora Charlotte: I'm going to miss this. Although I'm looking forward to getting back to Paris Napoléon V: To see your parents again?

Charlotte: No, you're my family now Napoléon V: That's sweet

Charlotte: It's true. I finally feel like myself, free from the grip of my parents Napoléon V: I know what you mean. I must say, it's satisfying to be the head of your family

Charlotte : And your country Napoléon V: My country is my family, too Charlotte: I don't yet know the subtleties of the royal profession

Napoléon V: My father used to say that the key is to be the servant Charlotte: The servant, really? I never thought he'd say that Napoléon V: He was a good politician, he said what people wanted to hear. But… I like the idea of serving Francesim, and not the other way round Charlotte: That sounds like you. It's a "military" way of looking at things

Napoléon V: My father's advisors are competent, but I'd like to surround myself with friends and people who want to serve Francesim, just like I do

Charlotte: After the coronation, you'll have all the legitimacy you need to get things moving Napoléon V: I already have that legitimacy, dear. But I don't want to taint my ceremony with political debates Charlotte: It's clever

Charlotte: When we arrive, we'll have to make you look like an Emperor. You look like you've been taken prisoner on the island Napoléon V: Maybe so…

Charlotte: If you'd been my prisoner, I wouldn't have left you looking like that. Napoléon V (laughs): I get it, I get it. I just wanted to show our Prime Minister that I can have a big beard too! Charlotte (laughs): Nonsense!

⚜ Le Cabinet Noir | Bora-Bora, 14 Messidor An 230

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The imperial couple are enjoying their final hours on honeymoon on Bora-Bora. The following day, they return to Paris to prepare for the coronation.

⚜ Traduction française

Le couple impérial profite de ses dernières heures en lune de miel sur Bora-Bora. Le lendemain, ils rentreront à Paris afin de préparer le couronnement.

Napoléon V : Nos dernières heures à Bora-Bora Charlotte : Cela va me manquer. Bien que je sois assez impatiente de retrouver Paris Napoléon V : Retrouver tes parents ?

Charlotte : Non, tu es ma famille désormais Napoléon V : C'est mignon

Charlotte : C'est vrai. Je me sens enfin moi-même, libérée de l'emprise de mes parents Napoléon V : Je vois ce que tu veux dire. Je dois dire que c'est satisfaisant d'être à la tête de sa famille

Charlotte (taquine) : Et de son pays Napoléon V : Mon pays est ma famille, aussi Charlotte : Je ne connais pas encore les subtilités du métier royal

Napoléon V : Mon père disait que la clef est d'être le serviteur Charlotte : Le serviteur vraiment ? Je ne l'imaginais pas dire cela Napoléon V : C'était un bon politicien, il disait ce que les gens veulent entendre. Mais... j'aime cette idée de servir la Francesim, et non l'inverse Charlotte : Cela te ressemble. C'est une façon "militaire" de voir les choses

Napoléon V : Les conseillers de mon père sont compétents, mais j'aimerais m'entourer d'amis et de personnes qui veulent servir la Francesim, tout comme moi

Charlotte : Après le couronnement, tu auras toute la légitimité nécessaire pour faire bouger les lignes Napoléon V : J'ai déjà cette légitimité ma chère. Mais je ne veux pas entacher ma cérémonie de débats politiques Charlotte : C'est juste

Charlotte : En arrivant, il va falloir te rendre un look d'Empereur. On dirait que tu as été fait prisonnier sur l'île Napoléon V : Peut-être bien...

Charlotte : Si tu avais été mon prisonnier, je ne t'aurais pas laissé dans cet état Napoléon V (rigole) : J'ai compris, j'ai compris. Je voulais juste montrer à notre premier ministre que moi aussi, je peux avoir une grosse barbe Charlotte (rigole) : N'importe quoi!

[ariscats]

I know that i said that i would wait until Tuesday to close the pool but i underestimated my impatiente and free time so in closing now, w 40 votes.

The winner is Jameson. I know i should do this by most voted to least voted but if i did that no one would pay attention to the last one, so the sequence will be Jameson- Nash- Xander - Grayson- Avery. thanks to all of you who voted!!

edit: to the 41 vote who tied avery and jameson and voted while i was writing this im sorry

edit2: if you didnt undertood what im talking abt, im doing a series where i over analyze the 5 mcs, and jameson analyze will be the first