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Club dos libres, Olinda, prévias, chuva, aniversário, neblina e bebida! Café preto, pra lavar depois. Sou feliz demais de ter essa galera em minha vida. 🖤😭 Marquei com o Club do livre pra irmos para as Olindas. E assim fizemos: no Bar Cavalote, com música ao vivo, nacional, alta e ruim. E foi ótimo! É magico como certas combinações de "horripilâncias" ficam tão boas, perto das pessoas certas. Ary me fez um bolo lindo - e pesadíssimo - de chocolate e café. Tava PERFEITO!! Um salve para a guerreira Vitória que carregou o boli pra cima e pra baixo. Ainda ganhei de presente uma foto polaroid (que ainda não consegui digitalizar), que Bia desenrolou. Foi lindo. 🖤☕ (Não discutimos o livro da vez. Octavia Butler vai ficando cada vez mais longe nos pensamentos)
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five times touched: ( five times the receiver touched the sender (platonically or romantically or otherwise!) )
Uma das primeiras vezes que Amelia tocou Sirius de forma intencional foi após uma das primeiras reuniões do Slug Club que estavam. Após um acidente com as bebidas, Mia precisou pegar um guardanapo para ajudar Sirius a tirar o ponche do rosto. Sendo talvez a primeira vez que os dois ficaram realmente próximos.
Durante os passeios dos dois após as reuniões do clube, Amelia se pegava diversas vezes tocando Sirius de forma involuntária, sobretudo quando estavam sentados perto do lago. Uma vez percebeu que segurava uma das mãos dele, acariciava e brincando com os dedos dele enquanto o ouvia falar sobre algumas de suas histórias com os Potter no verão.
Eles se aproximaram devido ao interesse na cultura trouxa, mesmo que Amelia estivesse mais interessada na arte e Sirius na música. O convenceu de pintar um quadro com ela, precisando ensina-lo a segurar um pincel da forma correta - o que não envolvia o uso de varinha ou qualquer magia.
Mesmo ficando às escondidas, Amelia sempre tentava dar um jeito de se aproximar de Sirius durante a rotina do castelo. A presença de Edgar na maior parte das aulas dificultava. Durante uma das aulas de Poções, Amelia propositalmente esqueceu um elixir para o experimento e precisou buscá-lo em uma prateleira atrás da bancada de Sirius. Apoiou-se na bancada dele, entrelaçando momentaneamente seus dedos com os do outro, usando com a desculpa de querer verificar a poção do grupo.
Amelia sempre gostou o aspecto da barba de Sirius. Então, após estarem mais próximos e íntimos, costumava acaricia-lo especialmente na altura da barba.
#🌻asks.#não sei se fiz isso direito mas??? kkkkkkk#w. sirius.#slug club o unico lugar livre do ed aiai
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Les Mis Letters reading club explores one chapter of Les Misérables every day. Join us on Discord, Substack - or share your thoughts right here on tumblr - today's tag is #lm 1.1.4
His conversation was gay and affable. He put himself on a level with the two old women who had passed their lives beside him. When he laughed, it was the laugh of a schoolboy. Madame Magloire liked to call him Your Grace [<i>Votre Grandeur</i>]. One day he rose from his armchair, and went to his library in search of a book. This book was on one of the upper shelves. As the bishop was rather short of stature, he could not reach it. “Madame Magloire,” said he, “fetch me a chair. My greatness [<i>grandeur</i>] does not reach as far as that shelf.”
One of his distant relatives, Madame la Comtesse de Lô, rarely allowed an opportunity to escape of enumerating, in his presence, what she designated as “the expectations” of her three sons. She had numerous relatives, who were very old and near to death, and of whom her sons were the natural heirs. The youngest of the three was to receive from a grandaunt a good hundred thousand livres of income; the second was the heir by entail to the title of the Duke, his uncle; the eldest was to succeed to the peerage of his grandfather. The Bishop was accustomed to listen in silence to these innocent and pardonable maternal boasts. On one occasion, however, he appeared to be more thoughtful than usual, while Madame de Lô was relating once again the details of all these inheritances and all these “expectations.” She interrupted herself impatiently: “Mon Dieu, cousin! What are you thinking about?” “I am thinking,” replied the Bishop, “of a singular remark, which is to be found, I believe, in St. Augustine,—‘Place your hopes in the man from whom you do not inherit.’”
At another time, on receiving a notification of the decease of a gentleman of the country-side, wherein not only the dignities of the dead man, but also the feudal and noble qualifications of all his relatives, spread over an entire page: “What a stout back Death has!” he exclaimed. “What a strange burden of titles is cheerfully imposed on him, and how much wit must men have, in order thus to press the tomb into the service of vanity!”
He was gifted, on occasion, with a gentle raillery, which almost always concealed a serious meaning. In the course of one Lent, a youthful vicar came to D——, and preached in the cathedral. He was tolerably eloquent. The subject of his sermon was charity. He urged the rich to give to the poor, in order to avoid hell, which he depicted in the most frightful manner of which he was capable, and to win paradise, which he represented as charming and desirable. Among the audience there was a wealthy retired merchant, who was somewhat of a usurer, named M. Géborand, who had amassed two millions in the manufacture of coarse cloth, serges, and woollen galloons. Never in his whole life had M. Géborand bestowed alms on any poor wretch. After the delivery of that sermon, it was observed that he gave a sou every Sunday to the poor old beggar-women at the door of the cathedral. There were six of them to share it. One day the Bishop caught sight of him in the act of bestowing this charity, and said to his sister, with a smile, “There is M. Géborand purchasing paradise for a sou.”
When it was a question of charity, he was not to be rebuffed even by a refusal, and on such occasions he gave utterance to remarks which induced reflection. Once he was begging for the poor in a drawing-room of the town; there was present the Marquis de Champtercier, a wealthy and avaricious old man, who contrived to be, at one and the same time, an ultra-royalist and an ultra-Voltairian. This variety of man has actually existed. When the Bishop came to him, he touched his arm, <i>“You must give me something, M. le Marquis.”</i> The Marquis turned round and answered dryly, <i>“I have poor people of my own, Monseigneur.” “Give them to me,”</i> replied the Bishop.
One day he preached the following sermon in the cathedral:—
“My very dear brethren, my good friends, there are thirteen hundred and twenty thousand peasants’ dwellings in France which have but three openings; eighteen hundred and seventeen thousand hovels which have but two openings, the door and one window; and three hundred and forty-six thousand cabins besides which have but one opening, the door. And this arises from a thing which is called the tax on doors and windows. Just put poor families, old women and little children, in those buildings, and behold the fevers and maladies which result! Alas! God gives air to men; the law sells it to them. I do not blame the law, but I bless God. In the department of the Isère, in the Var, in the two departments of the Alpes, the Hautes, and the Basses, the peasants have not even wheelbarrows; they transport their manure on the backs of men; they have no candles, and they burn resinous sticks, and bits of rope dipped in pitch. That is the state of affairs throughout the whole of the hilly country of Dauphiné. They make bread for six months at one time; they bake it with dried cow-dung. In the winter they break this bread up with an axe, and they soak it for twenty-four hours, in order to render it eatable. My brethren, have pity! behold the suffering on all sides of you!”
Born a Provençal, he easily familiarized himself with the dialect of the south. He said, <i>“En bé! moussu, sés sagé?”</i> as in lower Languedoc; <i>“Onté anaras passa?”</i> as in the Basses-Alpes; <i>“Puerte un bouen moutu embe un bouen fromage grase,”</i> as in upper Dauphiné. This pleased the people extremely, and contributed not a little to win him access to all spirits. He was perfectly at home in the thatched cottage and in the mountains. He understood how to say the grandest things in the most vulgar of idioms. As he spoke all tongues, he entered into all hearts.
Moreover, he was the same towards people of the world and towards the lower classes. He condemned nothing in haste and without taking circumstances into account. He said, “Examine the road over which the fault has passed.”
Being, as he described himself with a smile, an <i>ex-sinner</i>, he had none of the asperities of austerity, and he professed, with a good deal of distinctness, and without the frown of the ferociously virtuous, a doctrine which may be summed up as follows:—
“Man has upon him his flesh, which is at once his burden and his temptation. He drags it with him and yields to it. He must watch it, check it, repress it, and obey it only at the last extremity. There may be some fault even in this obedience; but the fault thus committed is venial; it is a fall, but a fall on the knees which may terminate in prayer.
“To be a saint is the exception; to be an upright man is the rule. Err, fall, sin if you will, but be upright.
“The least possible sin is the law of man. No sin at all is the dream of the angel. All which is terrestrial is subject to sin. Sin is a gravitation.”
When he saw everyone exclaiming very loudly, and growing angry very quickly, “Oh! oh!” he said, with a smile; “to all appearance, this is a great crime which all the world commits. These are hypocrisies which have taken fright, and are in haste to make protest and to put themselves under shelter.”
He was indulgent towards women and poor people, on whom the burden of human society rest. He said, “The faults of women, of children, of the feeble, the indigent, and the ignorant, are the fault of the husbands, the fathers, the masters, the strong, the rich, and the wise.”
He said, moreover, “Teach those who are ignorant as many things as possible; society is culpable, in that it does not afford instruction gratis; it is responsible for the night which it produces. This soul is full of shadow; sin is therein committed. The guilty one is not the person who has committed the sin, but the person who has created the shadow.”
It will be perceived that he had a peculiar manner of his own of judging things: I suspect that he obtained it from the Gospel.
One day he heard a criminal case, which was in preparation and on the point of trial, discussed in a drawing-room. A wretched man, being at the end of his resources, had coined counterfeit money, out of love for a woman, and for the child which he had had by her. Counterfeiting was still punishable with death at that epoch. The woman had been arrested in the act of passing the first false piece made by the man. She was held, but there were no proofs except against her. She alone could accuse her lover, and destroy him by her confession. She denied; they insisted. She persisted in her denial. Thereupon an idea occurred to the attorney for the crown. He invented an infidelity on the part of the lover, and succeeded, by means of fragments of letters cunningly presented, in persuading the unfortunate woman that she had a rival, and that the man was deceiving her. Thereupon, exasperated by jealousy, she denounced her lover, confessed all, proved all.
The man was ruined. He was shortly to be tried at Aix with his accomplice. They were relating the matter, and each one was expressing enthusiasm over the cleverness of the magistrate. By bringing jealousy into play, he had caused the truth to burst forth in wrath, he had educed the justice of revenge. The Bishop listened to all this in silence. When they had finished, he inquired,—
“Where are this man and woman to be tried?”
“At the Court of Assizes.”
He went on, “And where will the advocate of the crown be tried?”
A tragic event occurred at D—— A man was condemned to death for murder. He was a wretched fellow, not exactly educated, not exactly ignorant, who had been a mountebank at fairs, and a writer for the public. The town took a great interest in the trial. On the eve of the day fixed for the execution of the condemned man, the chaplain of the prison fell ill. A priest was needed to attend the criminal in his last moments. They sent for the curé. It seems that he refused to come, saying, “That is no affair of mine. I have nothing to do with that unpleasant task, and with that mountebank: I, too, am ill; and besides, it is not my place.” This reply was reported to the Bishop, who said, <i>“Monsieur le Curé is right: it is not his place; it is mine.”</i>
He went instantly to the prison, descended to the cell of the “mountebank,” called him by name, took him by the hand, and spoke to him. He passed the entire day with him, forgetful of food and sleep, praying to God for the soul of the condemned man, and praying the condemned man for his own. He told him the best truths, which are also the most simple. He was father, brother, friend; he was bishop only to bless. He taught him everything, encouraged and consoled him. The man was on the point of dying in despair. Death was an abyss to him. As he stood trembling on its mournful brink, he recoiled with horror. He was not sufficiently ignorant to be absolutely indifferent. His condemnation, which had been a profound shock, had, in a manner, broken through, here and there, that wall which separates us from the mystery of things, and which we call life. He gazed incessantly beyond this world through these fatal breaches, and beheld only darkness. The Bishop made him see light.
On the following day, when they came to fetch the unhappy wretch, the Bishop was still there. He followed him, and exhibited himself to the eyes of the crowd in his purple camail and with his episcopal cross upon his neck, side by side with the criminal bound with cords.
He mounted the tumbril with him, he mounted the scaffold with him. The sufferer, who had been so gloomy and cast down on the preceding day, was radiant. He felt that his soul was reconciled, and he hoped in God. The Bishop embraced him, and at the moment when the knife was about to fall, he said to him: “God raises from the dead him whom man slays; he whom his brothers have rejected finds his Father once more. Pray, believe, enter into life: the Father is there.” When he descended from the scaffold, there was something in his look which made the people draw aside to let him pass. They did not know which was most worthy of admiration, his pallor or his serenity. On his return to the humble dwelling, which he designated, with a smile, as <i>his palace</i>, he said to his sister, <i>“I have just officiated pontifically.”</i>
Since the most sublime things are often those which are the least understood, there were people in the town who said, when commenting on this conduct of the Bishop, <i>“It is affectation.”</i>
This, however, was a remark which was confined to the drawing-rooms. The populace, which perceives no jest in holy deeds, was touched, and admired him.
As for the Bishop, it was a shock to him to have beheld the guillotine, and it was a long time before he recovered from it.
In fact, when the scaffold is there, all erected and prepared, it has something about it which produces hallucination. One may feel a certain indifference to the death penalty, one may refrain from pronouncing upon it, from saying yes or no, so long as one has not seen a guillotine with one’s own eyes: but if one encounters one of them, the shock is violent; one is forced to decide, and to take part for or against. Some admire it, like de Maistre; others execrate it, like Beccaria. The guillotine is the concretion of the law; it is called <i>vindicate</i>; it is not neutral, and it does not permit you to remain neutral. He who sees it shivers with the most mysterious of shivers. All social problems erect their interrogation point around this chopping-knife. The scaffold is a vision. The scaffold is not a piece of carpentry; the scaffold is not a machine; the scaffold is not an inert bit of mechanism constructed of wood, iron and cords.
It seems as though it were a being, possessed of I know not what sombre initiative; one would say that this piece of carpenter’s work saw, that this machine heard, that this mechanism understood, that this wood, this iron, and these cords were possessed of will. In the frightful meditation into which its presence casts the soul the scaffold appears in terrible guise, and as though taking part in what is going on. The scaffold is the accomplice of the executioner; it devours, it eats flesh, it drinks blood; the scaffold is a sort of monster fabricated by the judge and the carpenter, a spectre which seems to live with a horrible vitality composed of all the death which it has inflicted.
Therefore, the impression was terrible and profound; on the day following the execution, and on many succeeding days, the Bishop appeared to be crushed. The almost violent serenity of the funereal moment had disappeared; the phantom of social justice tormented him. He, who generally returned from all his deeds with a radiant satisfaction, seemed to be reproaching himself. At times he talked to himself, and stammered lugubrious monologues in a low voice. This is one which his sister overheard one evening and preserved: “I did not think that it was so monstrous. It is wrong to become absorbed in the divine law to such a degree as not to perceive human law. Death belongs to God alone. By what right do men touch that unknown thing?”
In course of time these impressions weakened and probably vanished. Nevertheless, it was observed that the Bishop thenceforth avoided passing the place of execution.
M. Myriel could be summoned at any hour to the bedside of the sick and dying. He did not ignore the fact that therein lay his greatest duty and his greatest labor. Widowed and orphaned families had no need to summon him; he came of his own accord. He understood how to sit down and hold his peace for long hours beside the man who had lost the wife of his love, of the mother who had lost her child. As he knew the moment for silence he knew also the moment for speech. Oh, admirable consoler! He sought not to efface sorrow by forgetfulness, but to magnify and dignify it by hope. He said:—
“Have a care of the manner in which you turn towards the dead. Think not of that which perishes. Gaze steadily. You will perceive the living light of your well-beloved dead in the depths of heaven.” He knew that faith is wholesome. He sought to counsel and calm the despairing man, by pointing out to him the resigned man, and to transform the grief which gazes upon a grave by showing him the grief which fixes its gaze upon a star.
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No Smoking; Mason Home.
Sinopse: "A gente não pode demorar, seu namorado vai sentir sua falta."
Notas: então...😞✋️. Eu só saí escrevendo e no fim acá estou, não façam isso fml.
Avisos: conteúdo sexual, sexo oral, menção a traição (seu namorado é um babaca), uso de drogas, linguagem imprópria.
Assim que entram no banheiro, com a porta fechada, todo o barulho da música alta no club diminui pela metade. Tranca a porta e volta sua atenção a Mason.
Ele tinha os olhos em você durante todo esse tempo, medindo cada pedacinho de seu corpo que a mini saia curta e o cropped decotado deixam expostos.
Deixando o beck entre os lábios cheinhos, Mason leva uma das mãos até o bolso da calça, puxa de lá o isqueiro branco, continua te encarando, acha graça na sua expressão ansiosa, parando na frente dele, o lábio inferior entre os dentes contendo um sorriso. Ele risca o isqueiro, acende o baseado, puxando a fumaça com calma, devolve o objeto ao bolso e agora a mão segura sua mandíbula, te traz pertinho, retira o cigarro da boca com a outra mão, os lábios quase rentes aos seus, sopra a fumaça densa em sua boca, a qual você puxa.
Sorri travessa, leva as mãos livres ao cinto da calça do Lee enquanto solta o que resta da fumaça esbranquiçada em seus pulmões, desafivela e abre os botões e o zíper enquanto se ajoelha, mantém os olhos nos dele enquanto ele traga novamente, o som da erva queimando enche seus ouvidos. Mason tem aquela expressão presunçosa, um sorriso de canto ameaça surgir em seu rosto bonito.
— A gente não pode demorar, seu namorado vai sentir sua falta.
Sorri de volta, afasta a cueca boxer preta o suficiente para trazer o pau teso para fora da peça.
— A gente não vai - garante.
A língua morna corre desde a base até a ponta do pau dele, os lábios rodeiam a cabecinha, experimenta o gosto dele, a mão rodeia o comprimento.
— Caralho... - Mason xinga, solta a fumaça nos pulmões, a mão livre vai parar em seus cabelos, os dedos de emaranham entre os fios e seguram com firmeza.
Você o põe na boca, sabe que não vai caber inteiro mas insiste em tentar, sente a ponta bater em sua garganta, seus olhos enchem. Taeseok segura sua cabeça, empurra mais fundo ainda em sua garganta, ri em um tom sarcástico, gosta do som de seu engasgo.
Quando você afasta as mãos, uma delas descendo até o meio das próprias pernas enquanto a outra levanta a camiseta preta de Mason, expõe a barriga lisinha, arranha o abdômen com as unhas. Ele toma a liberdade de controlar seus movimentos, a mão se firma mais em seu cabelo, ele traga novamente o baseado, tomba a cabeça para trás, abre a boca, deixa parte da fumaça sair e puxa de volta entre os dentes, quando a solta de novo está sem forma, dispersa.
Ele fode sua boca enquanto isso, empurra sua cabeça em direção ao pau dele, entrando inteirinho, faz seus lábios e nariz tocarem a pele dele.
Seu rímel borra, os olhinhos transbordam enquanto os dedos brincam com seu íntimo sensível, descem até sua entradinha, se melando com o líquido que escorre, perpassa entre as dobrinhas, gira sobre seu ponto sensível novamente.
— Você fica perfeita com meu pau nessa boquinha, sabia? - Mason solta, um sorrisinho bobo de canto, o aperto em seus fios suaviza, te deixa tomar ar enquanto os dedos correm entre seus cabelos em um carinho. — Putinha linda.
Lee agarra seus cabelos novamente, volta a foder sua boca com gosto, os lábios rodeiam o cigarro novamente, revira os olhos avermelhados.
Quanto mais fundo ele vai, fazendo a saliva melar seu queixo, mais seu sexo escorre, os dedinhos deslizam rapidinho pra lá e pra cá, a cada movimento mais perto de seu ápice enquanto tem sua boquinha fodida.
— Eu queria que aquele idiota pudesse ver como você fica gostosa mamando meu pau - Mason traga, os olhos baixos atentos a cena promíscua, tem a visão perfeita dali. — aposto que ele não fode essa boquinha tão bem.
Ele mantém o ritmo, arfa, traga a fumaça uma última vez antes que a mão se apoie na bancada da pia, aperta, o Beck ainda pende entre os dedos. Mason grunhe, fecha os olhos com força, a voz grave te deixando cada vez mais molinha com os sons que ele faz.
Ele goza na sua boca, continua fodendo, faz o esperma escorrer junto com a saliva. E suficiente para que você goze também, a intimidade pulsa violentamente, os olhinhos cheios d'água reviram.
Quando Mason solta seus cabelos você se afasta, puxa uma lufada grande de ar, limpa o queixo com as costas da mão enquanto ele deixa o cigarro entre os lábios e arruma a calça.
Você levanta, o observa soltar a fumaça, as mãos seguram sua cintura, te colocando contra o balcão, levanta sua saia, te entrega o baseado antes de tirar sua calcinha por suas pernas e a colocar no próprio bolso, se ajoelha na sua frente experimenta seu gosto, lambendo tudo que escorreu.
Uma de suas mãos acaricia os fios escuros dele, arfa, a cabeça tombada para trás, põe o beck entre os lábios, puxa novamente, quase engasga com a fumaça ao sentir a língua dele em seu pontinho já sensível.
Ele sela sua intimidade uma última vez antes de se levantar, arruma sua saia com aquele sorriso cheio de presunção no rosto bonito. Sela seus lábios devagarzinho.
— Por mim, você pode me usar pra se vingar daquele imbecil sempre que quiser.
#Rap House Baby!#hashnna#khiphop#headcanons#okashii#smut#scenarios#khh#khh headcanons#okashii gang#mason home#khhbr#khh scenarios#khh boys
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Author Spotlight: Lee Swanson
In a follow up to our previous club read, No Man Is Her Master, the Sapphic Book Club is excited to participate in another virtual book tour for Lee Swanson. This time, we're celebrating the release of the last book in the series, She Serves the Realm. Check out the full article below to hear more about lesbians in the Middle Ages, the No Man Is Her Master series, and stay tuned to Goodreads for club member reviews.
In my historical fiction series, No Man is Her Master, the novel’s protagonist and the married Lady Cecily Baldewyne engage in a torrid illicit romance. What makes their love affair doubly dangerous is that the recipient of Lady Cecily’s affection, Christina Kohl, is another woman who leads her life in the male guise of her supposedly-dead brother, Frederick. In the soon-to-be-released fourth novel in the series, She Serves the Realm, Lady Cecily learns her husband is dead and she is at last free to wed her beloved. Consequently, according to 14th century English law, Cecily is no longer guilty of adultery. But, if the authorities discover the truth of Christina’s gender, would they punish the two lovers for the crime of homosexuality instead? Probably not. First, medieval society largely viewed sex as a penetrative act aimed at procreation. Consequently, by this interpretation sex between women was impossible because, if it was sex, one of the participants must be a man and what they were doing then did not fall under the definition of an unnatural act. Is the fact Christina and Cecily engage in lovemaking an unusual act for lesbians of the Middle Ages? Apparently not. Etienne de Fougeres, the chaplain of King Henry II of England, authored a satirical poem in 1170, Le Livre des Manières, alluding to women’s desire for sex within their own gender: These ladies have made up a game: with two bits of nonsense they make nothing; they bang coffin against coffin, without a poker stir up their fire. They don’t play at “poke in the paunch,” but join shield to shield without a lance. They have no concern for a beam in their scales, nor a handle in their mold. Out of water they fish for turbot and they have no need for a rod. They don’t bother with a pestle in their mortar nor a fulcrum for their see-saw.
Then did lesbians in the Middle Ages feel free to pleasure themselves and each other sexually without fear of legal repercussions? Seemingly so, as there are only about a dozen recorded instances of civil or ecclesiastical trials of women associated with the practice. Of these, most of the accused had ignored one of the key elements in the definition of the punishable crime of sodomy. In one of the extremely few cases prosecuted against a woman, the German imperial court sentenced Katherina Hetzeldorfer from the Rhineland town of Speyer to death in 1477 for wanting to “have her manly way” with women, some of whom testify against her. Upon examination, the defendant admitted that she used a piece of wood held between her legs and had constructed a wooden device covered with leather and stuffed with cotton to penetrate her partners. Although obviously still incapable of procreation, the good burghers of Speyer consider her acts sufficiently heinous to drown Katherina in the Rhine River for her crime. Christina hides the secret of her true gender well, as revealing herself as a woman would ruin her standing as a Hanseatic merchant and clearly perturb King Edward II who had seen fit to knight her. It’s reassuring to know what she and Cecily share in their bedchamber will probably not be the potential cause of their demise.
Lee Swanson is author of the No Man Is Her Master sapphic historical novel quadrilogy. The series concluded with She Serves the Realm, which released June 11, 2024.
#wlw books#booklr#lgbt books#book recs#sapphic books#diverse books#fantasy#she serves the realm#no man is her master#lee swanson#guest post
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The Murder Club (On Thurdays only): Guapoduo AU
O Clube de Assassinatos (das Quintas-Feiras): 🌙
f!Cell estava livre. Quer dizer, ele havia se feito “livre”. Tinha fugido para o mais longe que conseguiu após sair das amarras que f!Pac e f!Guaxi tinham o colocado e conseguiu pedir por ajuda para um navio de carga.
Deu uma desculpa qualquer que seu navio inteiro havia naufragado e tinha sido o único a sobreviver. Bom, isso pouco importa, assim que chegaram no porto, ele desapareceu e foi para bem longe.
Se deu um novo nome: Balanar. E se escondeu naquela cidadezinha monótona e esquisita feita de velhos religiosos, policiais entediados e pais esquecidos pelos próprios filhos. Monótona, mas segura. Ninguém perguntou nada, ninguém o reconheceu, e ele pode se infiltrar na comunidade como um amante das flores e livros.
Claro, ele ainda fazia suas pequenas…Saídas. De vez em quando uma senhora rude que maltratava o filho, desaparecia. Às vezes um homem que ousava levantar a mão para a esposa, de repente, tinha aparecido morto sem qualquer carne em seu corpo. Oops.
Ele fez o seu papel. Como um doce dono de livraria, se mostrava preocupado, assustado. E, tentando parecer querer ajudar aquelas pobres ovelhas, ofereceu a comunidade fazer um clube em sua livraria para investigar aqueles assassinatos e se sentirem mais seguros próximos um dos outros.
Isso…Até que um novo policial ser designado para a cidade de Quesadilha.
Roger.
Um homem sério, fumante, que só usava preto e não parecia paciente para gracinhas. Tinha sido machucado por muitas pessoas e não gostava que brincasse com seus sentimentos. No entanto, por algum motivo ele rapidamente se afeiçoa pelo dono da livraria. O problema? Logo de primeira vista ele começa a desconfiar de Balanar, ao mesmo tempo, ele não consegue prende-lo, apenas querendo assistir até onde o loiro iria com aquilo…
Talvez até decida entrar pro seu clube.
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The Murder Club (on Thursdays): 🌙
f!Cell was free. That is, he had become “free”. He had fled as far as he could after leaving the bonds that f!Pac and f!Guaxi had placed him in and managed to ask for help from a cargo ship. He gave some excuse that his entire ship had sunk and he was the only one to survive. Well, that doesn't matter, as soon as they arrived at the port, he disappeared and went far away.
A new name was given: Balanar. And he hid in that monotonous and strange little town made up of religious old men, bored police officers and parents forgotten by their own children. Monotonous, but safe. No one asked anything, no one recognized him, and he was able to infiltrate the community as a lover of flowers and books.
Of course, he still made his little…outings. Every now and then a rude lady who mistreated her son would disappear. Sometimes a man who dared to raise his hand to his wife would suddenly appear dead without any flesh on his body. Oops.
He played his role. Like a sweet bookstore owner, he seemed worried, scared. And, trying to appear to want to help those poor sheep, he offered the community to form a club in his bookstore to investigate those murders and feel safer around each other.
That...Until a new police officer is assigned to the city of Quesadilha.
Roger.
A serious man, a smoker, who only wore black and didn't seem patient with jokes. He had been hurt by many people and he didn't like being played with his feelings.
However, for some reason he quickly becomes fond of the bookstore owner. The problem? Right from the first sight he begins to distrust Balanar, at the same time, he is unable to arrest him, just wanting to watch how far the blonde would go with that...
Maybe I'll even decide to join his club.
#qsmp#q!cellbit#f!cell#f!cellbit#guapoduo#guapoduo au#guapoduo qsmp#qsmp cellbit#headcanon#q!roier#!Roger#spiderbit#spiderbit au#cellbit qsmp
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MARDI 17 SEPTEMBRE 2024 (Billet 1 / 3)
Nous allons sûrement retourner à Grégolimano (Grèce – Île d’Eubée) l’année prochaine et ce pour de nombreuses raisons. Mais la principale, c’est le logement que nous choisissons. En effet dans ce Village du Club Med on nous a dit qu’il y en avait 17 sortes différentes. Le Village est très étendu (heureusement car il peut accueillir un peu plus de 1000 personnes en pleine saison), comprenant un hôtel qui lui-même est divisé en 3 parties, à côté duquel, à droite et gauche, sont disséminés des petits bâtiments dans la pinède, abritant plusieurs chambres, au rez de chaussée et à l’étage.
Quand on tourne dos à la mer, sur la gauche, le long de la plage, il y a 17 bungalows. C’est dans l’un d’entre eux, le même, que cette année nous avons été logés pour la 3e fois. L’immense privilège de ces bungalows, c’est qu’ils sont quasiment les pieds dans l’eau.
Sur la première photo, la petite flèche rouge indique la situation du nôtre et la seconde, son entrée principale, côté pelouse.
Ces quelques lignes servent d’introduction à un compte-rendu de lecture d’un livre que JM a dévoré avec délice sur la plage. Un peu de patience, nous y venons…
Ci-dessous, pardon, la photo a été prise au petit matin et le lit n’a pas encore été fait. Mais, juste derrière la baie vitrée il y a une petite terrasse avec 2 transats et quelques marches sur la droite pour descendre sur la plage. A 2 pas, les 3 transats que nous réservions pour la journée… et 2 pas plus loin, LA MER !!!
En dehors de nos baignades, notre principale activité sur la plage a été de tourner les pages des livres que nous avions emportés. Marina a d’abord terminé le livre de Pierre Bailly « Le roman de Jim » qu’elle a beaucoup aimé (et préféré au film qui en a été tiré, même si ce dernier ne l’a pas laissée indifférente), puis s’est plongée dans le dernier ouvrage de Melissa Da Costa « Rester debout » qu’elle a fini à Paris. Une histoire très dure mais qui l’a passionnée. Elle devrait écrire un petit Billet prochainement à son sujet.
JM, quant à lui, a terminé le gros livre de Siri Hustvedt, la femme de Paul Auster, « Tout ce que j’aimais ». Marina l’avait bien aimé, JM, même s’il a trouvé l’histoire intéressante, n’a pas été tout à fait emballé tout en reconnaissant le talent de l’auteure.
Et nous arrivons au thème de ce Billet : vous dire LE PLUS GRAND BIEN du livre qu’il a lu ensuite, « MES NUITS SANS BARDOT » de Simonetta Greggio (écrit en français – Albin Michel – 320 p.)
LA 4e DE COUVERTURE :
« On a cru me connaître parce qu'on m'a vue nue. Mais personne ne sait qui je suis vraiment. » Une femme s'installe à Saint-Tropez, tout près de La Madrague, afin de percer les mystères qui entourent la star flamboyante et secrète. Leurs voix, leurs histoires se répondent, mettant en lumière les multiples facettes de Bardot - de la fillette disgracieuse à l'amoureuse passionnée en passant par l'adolescente perdue et la militante de la cause animale -, et font ressurgir du passé de grandes figures artistiques : Colette, Vadim, Brando, Trintignant, Yourcenar et Gainsbourg... À travers un troublant jeu de miroirs, se recrée sous nos yeux le mythe BB, un être d'une stupéfiante modernité.
L’AVIS D’UN LECTEUR (trouvé sur le site Babelio et en parfaite adéquation avec ce que JM en a pensé) :
Enfin un roman captivant que je n'ai pas lâché durant 3 jours !!! Ça faisait longtemps que je n'avais pas été passionné à ce point par un bouquin ! Je dois dire que celui-ci est une vraie pépite ! J'ai été addict à l'écriture de l'autrice et au déroulement de l'histoire, qui n'est pas une biographie, mais où l'on apprend tout de même beaucoup de choses sur BB. C'est truffé d'anecdotes croustillantes de la star internationale, depuis ses débuts dans « Et Dieu... créa la femme » en passant par des navets dans lesquels elle a joué, tout en parcourant ses histoires d'amours sulfureuses avec Roger Vadim, Jean-Louis Trintignant, Jacques Charrier, Samy Frey, Serge Gainsbourg, Gunther Sachs et tant d'autres... pour arriver jusqu'à son parcours de militante pour la cause animale. L'auteure a planté le décor en imaginant une femme qui vient séjourner à Saint-Tropez, tout près de la Madrague où vit Brigitte Bardot, afin de percer les mystères autour de la star. Cette femme, visiblement fan de BB, garde malgré tout quelques réserves sur certains sujets non gratifiants de l'actrice. Elle va commencer un dialogue épistolaire à sens unique, en laissant des petits mots et des lettres sous un caillou à l'entrée de la Madrague, afin que Brigitte Bardot puisse les lire et lui répondre. Elle sera dans l'attente de réponse de la part de BB durant des jours et des nuits entières, d'où le titre du roman. Je ne veux pas en dévoiler plus, car il y a tant de choses à dire, mais j'ai réellement aimé ce roman, qui je le rappelle encore une fois, n'est pas une biographie mais bien une fiction. Cependant, certains passages sont extraits des deux autobiographies de BB, ainsi que d'archives et de différents documentaires. Comme Marylin Monroe, Brigitte Bardot fascine, intrigue, dérange parfois... D'ailleurs, quelque part, c'est un peu la Marylin française (il y a un passage de leur rencontre à toutes les deux à Buckingam chez la Reine d'Angleterre qui vaut le détour). Jamais quelqu'un n'aura déchaîné autant de passion, d'adoration, de haine. « Mes nuits sans Bardot » de Simonetta Greggio, plein d'humour et d'affection, fort bien documenté, très bien écrit (un peu façon « Sagan première époque »), est très agréable à lire, je vous en conseille vivement la lecture !
Le Prix :
Les jurés du Prix du Livre de Plage des Sables-d’Olonne, présidé par Jean-Christophe Rufin de l'Académie française, ont choisi pour sa 4e édition de récompenser la romancière italienne écrivant en français, qui imagine la vie recluse de l’actrice du « Mépris ».
Et après les plaisirs de la lecture (« La lecture, ce vice impuni », une citation de Stéphane Olry), de longs moments passés dans l’eau puis la « communion » avec le soleil (mais point trop n'en faut, juste le temps de sécher les maillots…).
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Agenda de Setembro 2023
Até dia 2 – MEO Kalorama
Parque da Bela Vista, Lisboa
Info/Bilhetes
1 – Du Nothin
Casa da Música, Porto
22:00h . Entrada Livre
Info
1 - HUH! + Úz + DJ Doraemon
DAMAS Bar, Lisboa
23:00h . 5€
Info
1 e 2 – Inferno das Febras
Parque Laser de Casais, Lousada
Entrada e Campismo Gratuito
Cartaz
1 a 3 – Do Quarto para a Rua
Jardim Municipal do Marco de Canaveses, Marco de Canaveses
Info
Entrada Livre
1 a 3 – Festa do Avante
Quinta da Atalaia, Amora
Info/Cartaz
2 – Noite Branca de Gondomar
Vários Artistas: Richie Campbell, Ivandro, entre outros
Vários Locais, Gondomar
Entrada Livre
Info/Cartaz
2 – Colos Rock Fest
Sociedade Recreativa Colense, Colos, Odemira
Info
2 – Música na Paisagem
Vários Locais, Bragança
Programa
Entrada Livre
2 – Hip Hop Fest
Teatro Municipal de Vila Real, Vila Real
Cartaz
Entrada Livre
2 - The Mandelbrot Shakes
Barracuda Clube de Roque, Porto
23:00h . 8€ com uma cerveja
3 – Infected Rain
RCA Club, Lisboa
Bilhetes
7 - Acoustic Tribal Dance
Spacy Bar & Disco, Caldas da Rainha
7 a 10 – Jazz no Largo
Theatro Gil Vicente, Barcelos
Cartaz Completo
Entrada Livre
7 a 10 - Festival da Juventude – Salfest
Parque Urbano, Alcácer do Sal
Info/Cartaz
8 – Daguida
Casa da Música, Porto
22:00h . Entrada Livre
Info
8 e 9 – Rock N’ Route Fest
Vários Artistas: Baleia Baleia Baleia, Given to Flow, entre outros
Route 66, Freamunde
Info
8 e 9 – Afro Music – Another Banger
B.Leza Associação, Lisboa
8 e 9 – Rock dos Romanos
Largo da Igreja, Condeixa-a-Velha
Info
9 - !! MÖRDÖR FESTA !!
Barracuda Clube de Roque, Porto
Info/Cartaz
9 – Organika
Casa das Virtudes, Faro
22:00h
13 – Woody Allen & The New Orleans Jazz Band
Super Bock Arena, Porto
Info/Bilhetes
E em Lisboa, no Campo Pequeno dia 14
14 - Claustrofonia - Marlene Ribeiro & Inês Malheiro
Promotor: Dedos Biónicos
Domus Municipalis, Bragança
21:30h
15 – Messer Chups + O Bom, O Mau e o Azevedo
Barracuda Clube de Roque, Porto
23:00h
Info/Bilhetes
15 e 16 – Suave Fest
Largo da Misericórdia, Guimarães
Cartaz
Entrada Livre
15 a 17 – Baldaya Vintage Fest
Vários Artistas: Wild Cat Shaker, Messer Chups, The Dixie Boys
Palácio Baldaya, Lisboa
Entrada Livre
16 – Black Panda + Death After Disease
Vortex, Lisboa
20:00h . Apenas para sócios
Formulário de sócio
16 - Cartaxo Sessions
Casa do Campino, Santarém
21:30h . Entrada Livre
Info
16 - All Kingdoms Fall + Oceans of Apathy + Ashes in the Ocean
Paranoid Beer and Records, Freamunde
22:00h . 7€
Info
17 – Ruttenscale + Derrame + Primal Warfare
RCA Club, Lisboa
16:00h . 16€ com 1 bebida
Info
20 – Rage
Convidados: Dark Embrace, Tri State Corner
RCA Club, Lisboa
Info
21 – Dead Pollys + Albert Fish
Village Underground, Lisboa
PORTAS: 22.00h . Entre 10 a 12€
21 a 24 – MUMI
Vários Locais, Valença (Viana do Castelo)
Cartaz
22 – Sétima Legião
Teatro Municipal de Bragança, Bragança
21:00h
Info/Bilhetes
22 – Tsunamiz
Tokyo, Lisboa
22h30 . 10€
22 – Dead Pollys
Sociedade Harmonia Eborense, Évora
Info
22 - Capela Mortuária
Convidados: Holocausto Canibal e Warout
Café-Concerto RUM by Mavy, Braga
22:00h . 2€
Cartaz
22 a 24 – Amplifest
Hard Club, Porto
Esgotado
Cartaz
23 – VII River Stone Fest
Rio de Moinhos, Penafiel
Info/Cartaz
23 – Barbosas + Eskilograma
Casa do Salgueiros, Porto
Info
23 - Vai-te Foder e de Systemik Viølence
Vortex, Lisboa
20:00h . Apenas para sócios
Formulário de sócio
23 - Barlos
Barcelos
Mais info brevemente
Website
26 - Pešpäkøvå + Gonçalo Alves & João Clemente
Salão Brazil, Coimbra
21h30 . 7€
27 – The Slow Show
Promotor: Os Suspeitos, Mr November
Teatro Sá da Bandeira, Porto
21:30h
Info/Bilhetes
30 até 1 outubro - Viseu Rock Fest
Largo do Orfeão, Viseu
Cartaz
*OBS: Recomendamos verificar estas informações junto dos promotores ou sites oficiais
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Masterpost
Hello!!! You can call me Teamoon or just Tea / Moon!! I'm a Brazilian artist that draws mostly for fun :) Most of my posts will be translated to both portuguese and English, except for asks. I tag the asks in Portuguese with 🇧🇷 and the ones in English with 🇺🇸! You can find my art posts in the My art tag
Always feel free to drop any ask you want! Can be about my fandoms, about my AU, etc :)
Also, my art requests are open, so feel free to request stuff from any of my fandoms (although I won't promise I'll do them hahah, plus I'm really slow, so I'll take long to finish them)
My AUs
Right now the main project I'm working on is a full rewrite AU of miraculous! It'll take VERY long for me to finish it though, but you can find my posts and arts about it in the MLB Unnamed AU Tag (placeholder name lol) :) Eventually I'll make a masterpost only for it.
Fandom List
I'll definitely not remember ALL of the fandoms I'm in, so always feel free to ask if I know a specific fandom. The ones in orange are the ones I'm the most into at the moment. I'll be constantly updating this list!
• Ace Attorney
• Adventure Time
• Alien Stage
• All Saints Street
• Amphibia
• Banana Fish
• Beastars
• Blue Lock
• Code Geass
• Dandadan
• Danganronpa
• Death Note
• Detroit: Become Human [DBH]
• Doki Doki Literature club [DDLC]
• Dr. Stone
• Dungeon Meshi
• ENA
• Encanto
• Equestria Girls
• Five Nights at Freddy's
• Friday Night Funkin'
• Fullmetal Alchemist
• Good Omens
• Gravity Falls
• Hamilton
• Hazbin Hotel
• High Card
• Hikaru ga Shinda Natsu [The Summer Hikaru Died]
• Into the Spiderverse [movie series]
• Kaiju no. 8
• Link Click
• Miraculous Ladybug
• Mo Dao Zu Shi
• Monkie Kid
• My Little Pony
• Nimona
• Ninjago
• Noragami
• Obey Me!
• Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint [ORV]
• Omori
• Ordem Paranormal
• Over the Garden Wall
• Puss in Boots
• Saiki Kusuo
• Sk8 the Infinity
• Sousou no Frieren
• Spy x Family
• Steven Universe
• The Amazing Digital Circus [TADC]
• The Amazing World of Gumball [TAWG]
• The Apothecary Diaries [Kusuriya no Hitorigoto]
• The Bad Guys
• The Owl House
• Tian Guan Ci Fu [TGCF]
• Undertale
• Villainous
• Vanitas no Carte
• Vocaloid
• Your turn to Die [YTTD]
• Yuri!!! On ice
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Olá!!! Pode me chamar de Teamoon ou só de Tea/Moon!! Sou uma artista br que desenha majoritariamente por diversão :) a maioria dos meus posts vão ser traduzidos pra ambos português e inglês, tirando as asks. Eu coloco a tag 🇧🇷 pras asks em português e 🇺🇸 pras em inglês! Todas as minhas artes estão na tag My art
Sempre sinta-se à vontade pra mandar qualquer ask que quiser! Pode ser sobre minhas fandoms, minha AU, pedidos de arte (apesar de que não prometo que vou fazer kkkk) etc :)
Minhas AUs
O projeto principal que eu tô fazendo atualmente é uma reescrita completa de miraculous!
Se tudo der certo, eu queria muito fazer uma comic da AU- Mas já que é um projeto grande, vai demorar muito tempo pra eu finalizar tudo. De qualquer forma, mesmo que eu desista da comic, eu com certeza vou ilustrar alguns pontos principais da histórias e conflitos.
Você consegue achar meus posts sobre isso- tanto asks quanto artes- na tag MLB Unnamed AU (É só um nome substituto kkkk ainda não tem nome), apesar de que por agora eu provavelmente vou só postar alguns redesigns. Provavelmente vou fazer um masterpost só pra isso eventualmente.
Lista de Fandoms
Eu definitivamente não vou lembrar TODAS as fandoms que eu tô, então sempre sinta-se livre pra pesquisar se eu conheço alguma fandom em específico! As em laranja são as que eu estou mais interessada no momento. Vou sempre atualizar essa lista!
|•| Ace Attorney |•| All Saints Street |•| Amphibia |•| Aranhaverso |•| Banana Fish |•| Danganronpa |•| Death Note |•| Detroit: Become Human |•| Doki Doki literature club |•| Dungeon Meshi |•| ENA |•| Encanto |•| Equestria Girls |•| FNAF |•| FNF |•| Gato de Botas |•| Good Omens |•| Gravity Falls |•| Hamilton |•| Hazbin Hotel |•| Hora de Aventura |•| Kaiju no. 8 |•| Miraculous Ladybug |•| Mo Dao Zu Shi |•| My Little Pony |•| Nimona |•| Ninjago |•| O Incrível Mundo de Gumball |•| Ordem Paranormal |•| Over the Garden Wall |•| Saiki Kusuo |•| Sk8 the Infinity |•| Sousou no Frieren |•| Spy x Family |•| Steven Universe |•| The Amazing Digital Circus |•| The Apothecary Diaries |•| The Bad Guys |•| The Owl House |•| Undertale |•| Villainous |•| Vocaloid |•| Your turn to Die |•| Yuri!!! On ice |•|
(Obs: essa parte ainda não foi atualizada)
#Masterpost#Last Updated:#15/12#Updated some things. but this is definetly still incomplete :´)#I will try summarizing this later
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˚ ✰ 。 ㅤㅤ 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑.
JACK OF HEARTS, 30.
club host at fangtasia. queen's counselor and executioner.
valete não sabe se já teve uma vida antes da rainha de copas. não sabe se tem família, se tem passado, se há qualquer história a seu respeito. desde que se entende por gente, carrega aquele título. o de servo da rainha. e, por isso, odiou-a por muito tempo, como muitos - senão todos - daqueles que carregavam o mesmo título. mas ainda assim, ele faz e sempre fez seu trabalho muito bem. faz tudo o que a rainha manda, de massagear seus pés a cometer um assassinato por ela. suas mãos são sujas de sangue, às vezes culpados, às vezes inocente. mas não há qualquer arrependimento das coisas que faz, pelo simples fato de que se não for o pescoço de outra pessoa, será o seu. no entanto, talvez tenha passado tempo demais junto daquela mulher, talvez tenha sido contaminado pela personalidade asquerosa, mas em algum ponto, os sentimentos do valete por sua rainha mudaram. onde antes não havia qualquer sentimento positivo genuíno por ela, agora há. não que seja apaixonado por ela, não é tão profundo assim. mas há um desejo real de cuidar dela, de protegê-la. talvez, um dia, virar seu cavaleiro de fato. já que é tudo o que ele tem, por que não cuidar dela? assim, mesmo em tão tão distante, jack segue fazendo tudo o que sua rainha quer, segue sendo fiel a ela e a qualquer causa que ela sirva. por ela, não por crenças pessoais.
personality
valete não é uma pessoa ruim. tampouco uma pessoa boa a quem coisas ruins aconteceram. ele só é alguém esperto o bastante para fazer o necessário para manter-se vivo. de fato, ele tem muitas qualidade vívidas, como a sagacidade, além da esperteza. é criativo, dinâmico, extrovertido e divertido, também. isso quando está longe da rainha vermelha. ao lado dela, sua personalidade é muito mais sóbria e fria, sem vida. instinto de sobrevivência. pessoalmente falando, suas crenças pessoais divergem muito da rainha. ele não concorda com muito do comportamento dela, mas não questiona porque não é uma criatura livre. não acha que pode ser. mas já aceitou seu destino e não pretende mudá-lo. então, sua lealdade está junto com qualquer um que vá lhe garantir a sobrevivência.
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Heya^^
I have some ask about Hiael for the MC & OC ask game!
General Info 01 Do they have a nickname?
General Info 09 Do they attend RAD? What is their role there? Their best subject/the one they teach? Club activties? If they don't attend RAD, what do they do?
Concept and Design 03 What is the biggest change you have made from their original concept?
Concept and Design 08 Anything you heavily associate with them? A color, a word, a picture, or something else?
Thank you so much for the ask game! It takes time to answer each question, but it's extremely fun!
_General Info 01
Do they have a nickname?
Yes, he has! In fact, her name came from a nickname her mother had given to a friend of hers, Hae (which in Hangul means “the girl who is like the ocean” – but there are variations that say it means “Sun”, one day I will find out if it's true), but since Hae is a girl's name, she put an L at the end and turned it into Hael. It can also (according to Google) mean “who is like God” or “generous, generous, kind, liberal”. It wasn't planned, it was Raphael until Rahel (angel) appeared, and I got offended and took Rap out of the way, left Hael and invented a story :) So, you can call him Hael, Hae, or Nao (affectionately given by his younger brother)
_General Info 09
Do they attend RAD? What is their role there? Their best subject/the one they teach? Club activties? If they don't attend RAD, what do they do?
Eles estudam na RAD, atualmente são intercambistas (só era para ser por um ano, por que ele está aqui fazendo o 3º ano de intercambista? Ele não aguenta mais ir às aulas…) e membro do grupo estudantil grupo do conselho. Após as aulas ou em dias livres como sábados, ele ministra aulas sobre o mundo humano (cultura, política, música, esportes, anatomia, biologia, saúde, filosofia e tecnologia) para quem tiver interesse.
It is not a professional, mandatory or daily class, but he wanted to teach something more about the human world from a more human perspective because he is dissatisfied with the classes taught by demon teachers trained in humanology.
Concept and Design 03
What is the biggest change you have made from their original concept?
Surprisingly, I had a good idea of what they looked like for a long time. When I went to put it on paper, my biggest problem was the color of their hair. At the time, I still drew traditionally, so when I finally switched to digital, a lot of things changed, including the hair color. It was black, it went to light brown, it went to dark brown, it went to gray, it went to red, and back to black, but I still want to change the color too. If you ask me, I just say he likes to dye his hair.
I was going to post a drawing of him too, but Ibis Paint did the favor of deleting my drawing (which was almost ready). I'm suffering from this again, maybe I'll post it this week if I can find time to draw.
Concept and Design 08
Anything you heavily associate with them? A color, a word, a picture, or something else?
Peaches, strawberries and stars. I just imagine this being his vibe on different days, despite his face, Hael is actually someone very sensitive.
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[CANNES 2023] NOTRE TOP
Le Festival de Cannes est désormais terminé. On a vu pas moins de 85 films (dont 19 sur les 21 de la Compétition), toutes catégories confondues ! Le classement de nos films préférés parmi ceux-ci, avec les dates annoncées de sortie en salles, ci-dessous : 1. ‘Eureka’ de Lisandro Alonso (CPR) 2. ‘Le Procès Goldman’ de Cédric Kahn (QC, 27/09) 3. ‘Anatomie d’une chute’ de Justine Triet (SOC, 23/08) 4. ‘Jeunesse (Le Printemps)’ de Wang Bing (SOC, 03/01/24) 5. ‘L'Enlèvement’ de Marco Bellocchio (SOC, 01/11) 6. ‘Les Feuilles mortes’ d’Aki Kaurismaki (SOC, 20/09) 7. ‘Fermer les yeux’ de Victor Erice (CPR, 16/08) 8. ‘May December’ de Todd Haynes (SOC) 9. ‘La Zone d’intérêt’ de Jonathan Glazer (SOC, 31/01/24) 10. ‘L'Eté dernier’ de Catherine Breillat (SOC, 13/09) 11. ‘The Sweet East’ de Sean Price Williams (QC) 12. ‘Los Delincuentes’ de Rodrigo Moreno (UCR, 27/03/24) 13. ‘La Grâce’ d’Ilya Povolotsky (QC) 14. ‘Only the River Flows’ de Shujun Wei (UCR) 15. ‘Les Herbes sèches’ de Nuri Bilge Ceylan (SOC, 12/07) 16. ‘Conann’ de Bertrand Mandico (QC, 28/11) 17. ‘La Chimère’ d’Alice Rohrwacher (SOC, 06/12) 18. ’La Fille de son père’ d’Erwan Le Duc (SM, 20/12) 19. ’Lost Country’ de Vladimir Perisič (SC, 11/10) 20. ‘Conte de feu’ de Weston Razooli (QC) 21. ‘Mars Express’ de Jérémie Périn (CPL, 22/11) 22. ‘Vers un avenir radieux’ de Nanni Moretti (SOC, 28/06) 23. ‘L’Autre Laurens’ de Claude Schmitz (QC, 04/10) 24. ‘Elémentaire’ de Peter Sohn (HC, 21/06) 25. ‘Banel & Adama’ de Ramata-Toulaye Sy (SOC, 30/08) 26. ‘Anselm, le bruit du temps’ de Wim Wenders (SS, 18/10) 27. ‘Le Règne animal’ de Thomas Cailley (UCR, 04/10) 28. ‘Simple comme Sylvain’ de Monia Chokri (UCR, 08/11) 29. ‘Ama Gloria’ de Marie Amachoukeli (SC, 30/08) 30. ‘Club Zéro’ de Jessica Hausner (SOC, 27/09) 31. ‘Linda veut du poulet !’ de Chiara Malta et Sébastien Laudenbach (ACID, 18/10) 32. ‘Si seulement je pouvais hiberner’ de Zoljargal Purevdash (UCR, 27/12) 33. ‘L’Amour et les forêts’ de Valérie Donzelli (CPR, en salles) 34. ‘La Mère de tous les mensonges’ d’Asmae El Moudir (UCR) 35. ‘Légua’ de Filipa Reis et João Miller Guerra 36. ‘The Feeling That the Time for Doing Something Has Passed’ de Joanna Arnow (QC) 37. ‘Augure’ de Baloji (UCR, 22/11) 38. ‘Les Colons’ de Felipe Galvez (UCR, 20/12) 39. ‘Vincent doit mourir’ de Stéphan Castang (SC, 15/11) 40. ‘De nos jours...’ de Hong Sang-soo (QC, 19/07) 41. ‘Merle merle mûre’ d’Elene Naveriani (QC) 42. ‘Dans la toile’ de Kim Jee-woon (HC, 08/11) 43. ‘The Old Oak’ de Ken Loach (SOC, 25/10) 44. ‘Monster’ de Hirokazu Kore-eda (SOC, 27/12) 45. ’Sleep’ de Jason Yu (SC) 46. ‘Occupied City’ de Steve McQueen (SS) 47. ‘Bonnard, Pierre et Marthe’ de Martin Provost (CPR) 48 ‘Goodbye Julia’ de Mohamed Kordofani (UCR, 08/11) 49. ‘L’Arbre aux papillons d’or’ de Thien An Pham (QC, 13/09) 50. ‘Chambre 999’ de Lubna Playoust (CC) 51. ‘Le Livre des solutions’ de Michel Gondry (QC, 13/09) 52. ‘Les Meutes’ de Kamal Lazraq (UCR, 19/07) 53. ‘Le Ravissement’ d’Iris Kaltenbäck (SC, 11/10) 54. ‘Little Girl Blue’ de Mona Achache (SS, 01/11) 55. ‘Creatura’ d’Elena Martín Gimeno (QC) 56. ‘Perfect Days’ de Wim Wenders (SOC, 29/11) 57. ‘Lost in the Night’ d’Amat Escalante (CPR, 04/10) 58. ‘La Fleur de Buriti’ de João Salaviza et Renée Nader (UCR) 59. ‘Le Syndrome des amours passées’ d’Ann Sirot et Raphaël Balboni (SC, 25/10) 60. ‘Un hiver à Yanji’ d’Anthony Chen (UCR, 22/11) 61. ’Power Alley’ de Lillah Halla (SC, 22/11) 62. ‘Asteroid City’ de Wes Anderson (SOC, 21/06) 63. ‘Une nuit’ d’Alex Lutz (UCR, 05/07) 64. ‘Les Filles d'Olfa’ de Kaouther Ben Hania (SOC, 05/07) 65. ‘Indiana Jones et le cadran de la destinée’ de James Mangold (HC, 28/06) 66. ‘Chroniques de Téhéran’ d’Ali Asgari & Alireza Khatami (UCR, 27/12) 67. ‘Acide’ de Just Philippot (SM, 20/09) 68. ‘Un prince’ de Pierre Creton (QC, 18/10) 69. ‘Déserts’ de Faouzi Bensaïdi (QC, 20/09) 70. ’Il pleut dans la maison’ de Paloma Sermon-Daï (SC) 71. ‘Rien à perdre’ de Delphine Deloget (UCR, 22/11) 72. ‘La Passion de Dodin Bouffant’ de Tran Anh Hung (SOC, 08/11) 73. ‘How to Have Sex’ de Molly Manning Walker (UCR, 15/11) 74. ‘Le Jeu de la reine’ de Karim Aïnouz (SOC, 28/02/24) 75. ‘A Song Sung Blue’ de Zihan Geng (QC, 06/12) 76. ‘Jeanne du Barry’ de Maïwenn (HC, en salles) 77. ‘Rosalie’ de Stéphanie di Giusto (UCR, 24/01/24) 78. ‘In Flames’ de Zarrar Kahn (QC) 79. ‘Hopeless’ de Kim Chang-hoon (UCR) 80. ’Tiger Stripes’ d’Amanda Nell Eu (SC, 13/03/24) 81. ‘The Idol’ (série, épisodes 1 et 2) de Sam Levinson (HC, 05/06) 82. ‘The New Boy’ de Warwick Thornton (UCR) 83. ‘Omar la Fraise’ d’Elias Belkeddar (SM, en salles) 84. ‘Hypnotic’ de Robert Rodriguez (SM, 23/08) 85. ‘Agra’ de Kanu Behl (QC) SOC : Sélection Officielle - Compétition UCR : Un Certain Regard CPR : Cannes Première CPL : Cinéma de la Plage HC : Hors Compétition QC : Quinzaine des Cinéastes SC : Semaine de la Critique SM : Séances de Minuit CC : Cannes Classics ACID : L’ACID Nos chroniques de ces films sont à retrouver dans les articles Daily #1 à #11 sur notre page dédiée.
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Liste culturelle 2023
JANVIER
LIVRES
Le mur invisible de Marlen Haushofer
Histoire du Protestantisme de Jean Baudérot
FILMS
Godland de Hlynur Palmason
Dune de Denis Villeneuve
FEVRIER
SERIES
Tuca and Bertie de Lisa Hanawalt
Demon Slayer de Koyoharu Gotoge
FILMS
Le Retour des hirondelles de Li Ruijun
Wasabi de Gérald Krawczyk
All of Them Witches de Mona Panchal
LIVRES
Chaque geste compte. Manifeste contre l'impuissance publique de Dominique Bourg et Johann Chapoutot
La cabane magique. Panique à Pompéi de Mary Pope Osborne
Assassination classroom de Yusei Matsui
MARS
SERIES
Hollywood de Ryan Murphy
Supernatural de Eric Kripke
LIVRE
L’existentialisme est un humanisme de Jean-Paul Sartre
FILM
Fight Club de David Fincher
AVRIL
LIVRES
Peter Pan de Barrie
Informal beauty. The photograhs of Paul Nash de Simon Grant
Perceptions de Nathalie Man
La société des personnes vulnérables. Leçons féministes d’une crise. de Najat Vallaud-Belkacem et Sandra Laugier
Les hommes sont absents de Nathalie Man
FILMS
Bullet Train de David Leitch
Atonement de Joe Wright
Porco Rosso de Hayao Miyazaki
BlacKKKlansman de Spike Lee
Hokusai de Hajime Hashimoto
MAI
FILMS
It follows de David Robert Mitchell
Midsommar de Ari Aster
Little women de Greta Gerwig
Guardians of the Galaxy. Vol.3 de James Gunn
LIVRES
Le chat noir et autres histoires de Edgar Allan Poe
Déclaration des droits de la femme et du citoyen de Olympe de Gouges
JUIN
LIVRES
Émotions, souffrance, délivrance de Doctor Tuan Anh Tran
Capital: Vientiane de Guez, Pichelin and Troub's
Something to hide. Exploration des messages cachés du rock de Diego Gil et Johann Guyot
FILMS
Air de Ben Affleck
Eating our way to extinction de Kate Winslet
Susan, jour après jour de Stéphane Manchematin et Serge Steyer
Palm Springs de Marx Barbakow
Mike and Dave need wedding dates de Jake Szymanski
Clueless de Amy Heckerling
Spider-Man : Across the Spider-Verse de Joaquim dos Santos, Kemp Powers et Justin K.Thompson
JUILLET
LIVRES
Bathory. La comtesse maudite d'Anne-Perrine Couet
Une rainette en automne (et plus…) de Linnea Sterte
FILMS
Prisoners de Denis Villeneuve
Tarzan de Kevin Lima et Chris Buck
Turning Red de Domee Shi
AOUT
FILMS
Mercenaire de Sacha Wolff
Behind every good man de Nikolai Ursin
The Fast and the Furious de Rob Cohen
Born behind stones de Carina Freire
Lands that Rises and Descends de Moona Pennanen
LIVRE
Des âmes et des saisons : Psycho-écologie de Boris Cyrulnik
SEPTEMBRE
FILMS
Body Samples de Astrid de la Chapelle
Galb'Echaouf d'Abdessamad El Montassir
La ciudad de los fotógrafos de Sebastian Moreno
Happiest Season de Clea DuVall
En communauté de Camille Octobre Laperche
Barbie de Greta Gerwig
Encanto de Byron Howard et Jared Bush
Mon amour, mon ami d'Adriano Valerio
Bottoms d'Emma Seligman
LIVRES
Lettres à un jeune poète de Rainer Maria Rilke
Ich de Martina Weinhart
Poèmes à la nuit de Rainer Maria Rilke
SERIE
Downtown Abbey d'après l'oeuvre de Julian Fellowes
OCTOBRE
FILMS
Downtown Abbey de Michael Engler
Downtown Abbey : Une nouvelle ère de Simon Curtis
Sur le rocher de Sandrine Rouxel
Dangereuse Alliance d'Andrew Fleming
Folie douce, folie dure de Marine Laclotte
The Craft : Les Nouvelles sorcières de Zoe Lister-Jones
Trois mille ans à t'attendre de George Miller
The Crow d'Alex Proyas
Le jardin des planches de Monique Barrière
On vous parle du Chili : Ce que disait Allende de Chris Marker et Miguel Littin
LIVRES
L’œil et l'Esprit de Maurice Merleau-Ponty
Vivian Maier en toute discrétion de Françoise Perron
Des histoires vraies de Sophie Calle
Henri Cartier-Bresson des collections Photo Poche et introduction écrite par Jean Clair
Palm Springs 1960 - Robert Doisneau par Jean-Paul Dubois
Vivian Maier Self-Portraits de John Maloof et Elizabeth Avedon
NOVEMBRE
FILMS
Crimson Peak de Guillermo del Toro
Astérix et Obélix. Mission Cléopâtre d'Alain Chabat
Le Garçon et le Héron d'Hayao Miyazaki
Hamama & Caluna d'Andreas Muggli
Journal de Sébastien Laudenbach
In Paris Parks de Shirley Clarke
LIVRES
Ces hommes qui m'expliquent la vie de Rebecca Solnit
Pulp Poiesis : Écriture(s) en suspens(ion) d'Alizée Pichot
Enfant de la nuit polaire de Julia Nikitina
DECEMBRE
LIVRES
Nouveaux poèmes suivi de Requiem par Rainer Maria Rilke
Pampilles de Florentine Rey
Notes sur la mélodie des choses et autres textes de Rainer Maria Rilke
FILMS
Willy's Wonderland de Kevin Lewis
Family Switch de Joseph McGinty Nichol
Skyscraper de Shirley Clarke
Le monde après nous de Sam Esmail
Sensitive Content de Narges Kalhor
Snow Job : the Media Hyteria of Aids de Barbara Hammer
They Are Lost to Vision Altogether de Tom Kalin
Autour d'eux, la nuit de Vassili Schémann
Blight de John Smith
Tér d'Istvan Szabo
Chicken Run : La Menace nuggets de Sam Fell
SERIE
Lupin de George Kay et François Uzan
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😱 5 ESTRATÉGIAS Para ELIMINAR o DIA da FAXINA na SUA CASA | Faxina Nunca Mais
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💐 - dew & sori
💐 for some sexual for our ship. with @spaceny
i. como um grande besta e defensor da arte de rir durante o sexo, dew volta e meia dá uma apertada na teta da sori e depois uma apertada na bochecha porque... quem pode culpá-lo? são duas coisas muito apertáveis!
ii. se eles estão em casa, bem capaz de estarem no homemade studio do dew (feito de um quarto que estava vazio), mesmo que os pais do dew estejam fora... porque nunca se sabe quando alguém pode voltar né. no estúdio eles têm privacidade e podem fazer o barulho que quiserem, e se tem uma coisa que o dew aprecia, é um feedback auditivo. imagina se privar disso. é só jogar um colchão lá que é sucesso... e ele sabe que cabe!
iii. "p-posso chupar seu cu? 👉 👈" bom né você já conhece a peça ele vai colocar a boca onde puder colocar! mesmo que não coloque o pau! mas se puder colocar o pau também melhor ainda inclusive se eles estão transando de frente a chance de ele estar com a boca no peito dela a qualquer hora é significativa né
iv. e sim ok sendo o dew inevitavelmente o tópico "ei o que você acha de shibari? 👉 👈" vai surgir em algum momento, de maneira casual pra tentar tirar qualquer pressão do momento!
v. dew não é exatamente adepto a sexo exibicionista nem nada do tipo (pelo contrário eu diria), mas ele é da opinião que saia/vestido desses mais soltinhos são peças de roupas muito convenientes porque você pode só erguer um pouco ou entrar por baixo e... sabe... então se um belo dia a sori fosse pra faculdade com uma dessas. e ela tivesse um tempinho. e ele tivesse um tempinho. e ela tivesse uma sala livre. ele talvez se voluntarie pra dar uma mamadinha sabe rapidão. hidratação matinal. etc
vi. falando nisso dew é outro grande adepto da filosofia "she taps out first", ele só, à diferença da may, tem uma preferência maior por usar a boca... mas ele poderia fazer isso a noite toda ok sori. e ajuda que ele gosta das coisas wet n messy né do jeitinho que preconizou cardi b It's going in dry, and it's coming out soggy!! e se der pra chegar nesse ponto naturalmente é melhor faz bem pro ego dele e quando o ego infla o pau infla junto, mas, se não, ele sempre tem lubrificante perto.
vii. dew é o camisa 10 do só com capa futebol club um homem de IMENSA responsabilidade! mesmo em um relacionamento monogâmico mesmo se fosse pra liberar o cuzinho ele ainda hesitaria em dispor de preservativo muito no começo da relação porque ele mesmo já foi muito piranha e acha que seria muita irresponsabilidade com a sori ele tentar qualquer coisa antes de ter certeza absoluta dos resultados de todos os exames e que não corre o risco de nada estar indetectável. dito tudo isso depois de tipo um tempo de relacionamento, com confiança estabelecida e tudo, e sabendo que a sori não pode engravidar de qualquer forma... talvez ele topasse a transferência pro só no pelo f.c. se ela quisesse tentar!
+ informação que pode ser útil ao plot who knows quem sabe mas correm os rumores pelos corredores de que ele é bom de cama. me pergunto por que esse rumor ficou tão grande!! enfim. acho que os rumores do pau de ouro mas boquinha de diamante são mais fortes no trabalho dele, aka o showbiz, porque ele não tem muito por que ficar com a galera da faculdade né galera nova demais. mas. se for útil conveniente. muito necessário pra movimentar o plot! dá sempre pro fuxico chegar na sori ainda mais que a ex do dew era mestranda até outro dia
#dew sweetie your [6o álbum de estúdio da shakira] is showing#ele nunca vai vencer as alegações de q ele transa com/pelo ego vsf#e. me perdoa pelo tamanho infelizmente eu conheço o tesão dele demasiadamente bem#ask memes ♡ by me.#dynamic ♡ dew&sori.#heny tag.
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Paulinho (footballer, born July 1988)
José Paulo Bezerra Maciel Júnior (born 25 July 1988), known as Paulinho, is a Brazilian professional footballer who plays as a midfielder for Sport Club Corinthians Paulista. He is also a former Brazil international, making 56 caps between 2011 and 2018.
Paulinho (footballer, born July 1988) - Wikipedia
CameraSete hosts the exhibition PORTRAITISTS OF THE HILL about the daily life of the residents of Aglomerado da Serra
CameraSete hosts the exhibition PORTRAITISTS OF THE HILL about the daily life of the residents of Aglomerado da Serra – Tips From Carol (dicasdacarol.com.br)
Belo Horizonte
City in Brazil
Belo Horizonte is the capital city of southeastern Brazil’s Minas Gerais state. Surrounded by mountains, the city’s known for the vast Mineirão Stadium. Built in 1965, the stadium also houses the Brazilian Football Museum. Nearby are Lake Pampulha and the Pampulha Architectural Complex, home to the wavy-topped Church of St. Francis of Assisi, designed by Brazil’s modernist architect Oscar Niemeyer
Belo Horizonte – Wikipédia, a enciclopédia livre (wikipedia.org)
Aglomerado da Serra
Aglomerado da Serra, popularly known as Serrão, is the largest favela in Minas Gerais and is located in the South Zone of its capital, Belo Horizonte. The occupation has eight distinct villages that make up this set, namely: Nossa Senhora da Conceição, Nossa Senhora de Fátima, Nossa Senhora Aparecida, Santana do Cafezal, Novo São Lucas, Fazendinha, Chácara, and Marçola. There is a contradiction regarding the number of inhabitants present in the Aglomerado da Serra. While BNDES data indicate the presence of about 46,000 residents, multiple reports from the City of Belo Horizonte show values between 34,000 and 50,000 people.
Authentic Favela FM
Formerly known as Rádio Favela, the station is an independent initiative of the residents of the village of Nossa Senhora de Fátima. Because it has a community bias, it is not a for-profit work. The radio station began broadcasting illegally in 1981 and obtained a license to operate as a cultural entity. The program is varied and extends 24 hours a day. The frequency is 106.7 FM.
Aglomerado da Serra | Wikifavelas
primeira esposa de paulinho, vila marçola, aglomerado da serra, belo horizonte, minas gerais, afonso pimenta
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