amor it’s looking like Laca vs. Cedric to me & Leno just trying to hold the lil manlet back😘 @mccleans
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Tricotons - Isa Soares
Une maille à l’endroit et une maille à l’envers
Tout sera clair
Tricotons
Tricotons tous ensemble
Dans la bonne humeur
Les aiguilles et les crochets feront une jolie symphonie
Et, la laine dansera au son de ces aiguilles ou au son des crochets !
Cette pelote douce et soyeuse, va nous servir
Pour nous vêtir cet hiver.
Le 24 mai 2023
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How do you welcome a husband from an unfinished war?
How would you patch his wounds knowing the battle is not yet done?
How would you hug him when his side is still aching from the finishing blow?
Your hands flew on your lips as your tears fell, seeing him standing amidst the battle field.
"He won..."
"Gojo Satoru defeated Sukuna!"
Someone murmured in the background and you couldn't care enough. Beneath your tears is a screaming heart begging for him to come out of the battle field so you could hide him away.
This is enough right? Satoru already did his part, didn't he?
"Hey, pretty..." Satoru grinned he tucks a strand of your hair at the back of your ear. He winces but waves it away in a blur. "Why's my Baby crying? I won."
Your lips tremble as you look at him all battered and bloody, never minding the gashes he sustained, your arms held his hand in all care you could muster and press it on your cheeks.
"Can we go home now, Satoru? Can I now take you back home?"
You couldn't look him in the eyes but you felt the exhausted arms wrap around you, and for what seems like forever, he let his weight fall into you, urging you to hold him up, finally letting himself have your help in shouldering what is on his shoulders.
Satoru inhaled your scent, it filtered into his nostrils, reminding him of home as he murmured to your ears.
"Just a second Baby, give me a few seconds with you, like this."
—Grey,
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yeah manwhore gojo is great but what about touch starved gojo who fantasises holding your hand. spends his nights dreaming about the way you would feel cuddled in his arms. his entire face red and blushing at the mere thought of your lips chastely pressing against his. he can't stay thinking about that too long though because it'll result in him giggling and kicking his feet all night and getting no sleep.
gojo who sits downs next to you and almost combusts feeling your soft thigh lightly pressing against his. he just yearns to be close to you in any way possible. his leg wrapped around yours whilst you're sitting opposite each other, his pinkie always reaching for you. he's always blushy and giggly around you and it's the most adorable thing ever. this man loves you so much and he's not afraid to show it at all. he wears the simp title like a badge of honour.
it's not just physically either. he no longer thinks in his own voice. his entire brain has literally been rewired ever since meeting you. your voice is always replaying in his head, the way you say his name is on repeat 24/7. the sweet little nicknames you give him too.
like yes, he is your sweet little cuddlebug and he is your cutie patootie blue eyes white dragon. and he's so proud of it. yk those titles people have after their names like DClinPsy and MBBS, he has that in his bio too, but it's just silly little nicknames you've given him.
this man is a true loverboy through and through.
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a big fat dragon tail would fix me. it'd fix all of us.
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Jogadora: Jessica Soares
Photographer: Marcelo Oliveira
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cant wait to see why Laca and Cedric were scrappin🫶🏽
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Cet ouragan - Isa Soares
Qui arrive sur nous
Malheur, il va tout détruire en rien de temps !
On a plus qu’à tout reconstruire !
De nos mains et de notre sueur labeur
Pour avoir une belle demeure
Les humains qui ont disparu de leurs habitats
Et, des enfants, qui ont perdu la vie !
Dans cet interminable ouragan
Les arbres déracinés, les fleurs arrachées !
Que va-t-il nous arriver! Encore !
Mais ! L’ouragan ne passera jamais ici !
Le 20 mars 2023
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Tributes Pour In For Jô Soares As Brazilian Comedian Dies Aged 84
Tributes Pour In For Jô Soares As Brazilian Comedian Dies Aged 84
Jô Soares, a well known musician and comic, handed away on August 5 on the age of 84. His ex-wife, Flavia Pedra, broke the information by writing on social media:
Jô Soares, a tv icon from Brazil, handed away at age 84. Within the years main as much as the 2016 coup, he handled Dilma Rousseff with respect on his late-night chat present. In consequence, he was the sufferer of a smear marketing…
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Jô Soares morre aos 84 anos
Jô Soares morre aos 84 anos
Apresentador estava internado no Hospital Sírio-Libanês desde o fim do mês passado O ator, escritor e diretor Jô Soares morreu na madrugada desta sexta-feira, aos 84 anos. Ele estava internado no Hospital Sírio-Libanês, em São Paulo, desde 25 de julho deste ano para tratar de uma pneumonia. Ex-e
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i wear my scary mask when i'm afraid i don't belong
you can't read my brain until it's off, not coming off
what if chameleon... but inscryption. basically.
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Who’s ready to fly off into the weekend?
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