#Instauration

[mouse-romance]

cant stop thinking how elon musk played The outer worlds and thought "WOW i have to make this utopia irl!"

[paging-possum]

stupid idiot motherfucking Francis bacon god damn fool scientific method creating dust eating rat old bastard shithead idiot avatar of the whore biggest clown in the circus laughed out of town cowboy motherfucking Francis bacon. STOP PINNING ME WHEN I TALK ABOUT FRANCIS BACON I hate him SO much why does he write so many fucked up run on sentences why did he decide to fuck around and find out just add some periods is he DEAD is he a BASTARD man has such a visceral effect on me not even in the ROOM never seen this mans face and I know he has the worlds shittiest beard get away from me. if I wanted to get into heaven and god said Francis bacons waiting inside I would piss on gods feet for the sole purpose of getting sent back down.

[primepaginequotidiani]

PRIMA PAGINA Le Monde di Oggi martedì, 29 aprile 2025

[iwacura]

does anybody else ever think about this. if she's named tsaritsa why so bolshevik

[firebarzzz]

L'Importance d'Instaurer un Cadre à son Enfant : Une Approche Biographique

L’Importance d’Instaurer un Cadre à son Enfant : Une Approche Biographique Élever un enfant est un défi complexe qui exige un équilibre délicat entre amour et discipline. L’instauration d’un cadre est essentielle pour le développement sain de l’enfant. Cet article explore la nécessité de fournir une structure aux enfants, en s’appuyant sur des recherches scientifiques et des statistiques…

[jitarossun]

You need an attitude check

Summary : After teasing Jayce a bit too much, he finally decided to take matters into his own hands.

TW : Smut, use of toy, spank, slight praising, rough treatment, description of female anatomy

Pairing : Jayce x fem!reader

Words count : 700 A/N : Just a little smut between two chapters of smoke and sparks, this is my very first spicy fanfic, i hope it's good, enjoy!

"Yeah that's right..."

His voice low and not above a whisper, his eyes were fixed on what he was doing, his eyes narrowed and a smirk written on his face.

"Taking it so well… You were made for this aren’t you ?"

You were standing facing the wall, your hands flat on it, slightly bent over to give Jayce better access. Your shirt was half unbuttoned, revealing your bra, your panties at your feet, your legs slightly apart and your skirt hiding what was going on underneath.

Jayce was crouched behind you, his hand firmly gripping the base of a dildo that he was slowly pushing into you, stretching your walls in a painful pleasure.

He hadn't even taken the time to finger you first. To be honest, he was a bit pissed.

⊱ ──────ஓ๑♡๑ஓ ────── ⊰

He'd had a long day and you'd decided to tease him a bit since he'd come home, which he didn't like at all.

As you were getting ready to go into the bathroom to get ready for bed, you made one thought too many, which caused him to turn you around and push you against the wall, one hand around your neck and the other sliding down your panties.

"Okay, I get it now, you're really asking for it." He just murmured in your ear before raising his hand and giving you a big, hard smack.

Okay, this time you really made him angry.

After a few warnings, whispered in a sultry voice and through gritted teeth, he went to your shared closet where you were storing all the toys you had. He obviously hadn't chosen the biggest, but he hadn't chosen the smallest either. The perfect size to make you regret all that teasing.

⊱ ──────ஓ๑♡๑ஓ ────── ⊰

A moan escaped your lips to replace the whimpers and whining you were making when Jayce’s free hand reached your clit, rubbing in a circle with two fingers while his other hand was busy making sure you were taking the whole dildo in your tight heat.

"Good girl, keep making noises for me…" He praised you as he kissed the back of your thigh, watching the dildo being now fully into your cunt, your walls spasming around it, trying desperately to adjust it.

But when you thought you were finally adjusting, Jayce pulled out the dildo almost totally before slamming it back into you, drawing a loud moan from your lips, tears at the corner of your eyes, threatening to roll down at any time.

And immediately, Jayce instaurated a relentless and brutal pace, dragging the toy all along your warm walls, making sure you’ll remember it, you’ll still feel it after a few days. 

His fingers increased their pace on your clit while he was pounding the dildo into you, hardly, deeply and quickly. You couldn’t say anything, only moans could get out of your mouth as you bend over slightly to give him a better access.

"And believe me that’s not even half of what I’m going to do to you."

He said as he pinched your clit and made the dildo thrust deeply, hitting that sweet spot that made you cry out of pleasure. You could feel your stomach tighten, you were really close but he wouldn’t let you come, not now, not after all of that.

"Nuh uh, I don’t think so." he said as he pull out the dildo from your cunt, glistening with your arousal and letting go of your clit, making you whine at the loss.

You were sweating, breathing heavily, your body trembling with need and desperate for release. Jayce stands up behind you, kissing your neck, one hand cupping your breast and the other one grabbing your waist. You tilted your head a bit, he licked all along your neck before biting in, hardly, as you gasp, just before he slammed his hand around your mouth to cover the noises and he spoke, close to your ear, his breath tickling you.

« On all fours, on the bed, right now. I’m going to fuck that attitude out of you. »

[me-conte]

todas as nossas risadas e nossos falatórios foram abafados pelo imenso silêncio que se instaurou sobre nós: uma pena.

// ryan lucas

[pyxid]

Baji Keisuke Dating Headcanons

Hiii I’m back

Thank you very much to the people who liked my first post, that made me happy 😩

Here you go for the relationship headcanons version

! English is not my first language !

/!\ Suggestive themes, minors dni /!\

To begin, I think his love languages would be quality time, act of service (especially before you guys start dating), and physical touch (more in a private setting). Ofc he will gives you compliments and tell you that you’re hot and smart and all, but he is not big with words. However I believe that if you’re feeling insecure or sad he could also do words of affirmation. It would be really simple sentences but really meaningful ones.

"You’re so pretty, none of these fuckers deserve you, not even me." "You’re perfect, so so perfect…" He whispers lowly into your ear as he holds you tight. "You’re the best thing that has happened to me." "It’s their loss, not yours." And so on.

He probably never had a serious relationship before you so you had to set some boundaries and teach him a thing or two about basic relationships. Like the fact that you’re old enough to decide for yourself, therefore he needs to trust you on things. It’s not like he has much trouble following those "rules", but sometimes it happens that you have to remind him or reassure him.

He has a hard time expressing himself and his emotions through words. You help him on that, and manage to instaure a good communication into your relationship, even if it means that sometimes you’ll have to force him to sit and tell you what’s wrong.

He likes to eat lunch with you. You often have lunch on the school rooftop or in empty classrooms.

Also he likes the type of dates where it’s just you and him and spicy noodles, sitting on a bench and talking. Or movie nights at home with snacks.

Late night bike ride dates.🤌🤌🤌

LOVES when you spill him the tea.

Incredible back muscles. That man can and will lift you up in the air and does NOT CARE about your weight.

Also he doesn’t care at all if you gain a little weight, if anything he will love to have a little more to grab on (and you cannot convince me that this man doesn’t have a thing for chubby girls !).

I’m conflicted about pda. I mostly think that he wouldn’t pay mind to others, like if he wants to kiss you ain’t nobody getting in his way, but he also wouldn’t like to give big demonstrations of your relationship, he likes it to be private.

Brings you flowers on random occasions. Most of the times they are flowers that he picked himself, probably with roots and dirt still attached to them. "I found this for you." It’s messy but being messy is his love language so don’t mind him.😩

He is not into being a lovey dovey kinda couple. He would be really nonchalant about your relationship, in the way that it feels so natural to him that he doesn’t feel the need to overdo it.

If you guys don’t live with each other, he often sleep at your place.

He doesn’t really call you pet names except for "babe" or "baby". Sometimes he calls you "sweetheart" but it’s more in a teasing way. Most of the time he calls you "babe" rather than your name. Doesn’t mind that you call him that too.

If you’re feeling down he will take you for a ride on his bike and to places you like. He would spend HOURS comforting you. He might not be good with words but he would give you all the physical comfort you need. He would take you in his arms, kiss your hand, head, temple, and always keep a soothing hand on you, either on the small of your back, your waist, your shoulder…

You know about his gang life, he told you, and also it has never been much of a secret. You had to promise him not to get too involved, bc he doesn’t want to risk your safety. Still, he trusts you and doesn’t feel the need to be overprotective of you.

Therefore he is okay with you coming to Toman meetings, (also it’s not like he would dare to forbid you something, he doesn’t want to die). He will try to act tough and cool in front of you. He won’t openly say "look everyone that’s my girl", but he will definitely call you "babe" in front of others, and make sure they understand you’re together. Because he’s so proud, and likes to see the envy in other members eyes at the idea that he pulled someone like you.

Loves fierce women, especially if they are smart, especially if they’re able to overpower him with only words.

He loves to grab your waist. It’s often to either keep you in place or to manhandle you.

Quick make out sessions in the bathroom between classes.🤭

He absolutely LOVES when you take control. He really takes pleasure in seeing you being confident. Also in his mind that’s a sign that your desire for him is even bigger than usual, and the thought of you wanting him is his favorite ever.

Like for real that man absolutely lives to be desired by you. He loves you so much, it makes him feel so good that you want him (simp- who said that ?!)

If you’re both needy he will have no problems to drive all the way to your place in the middle of the night just to have you.

"You’re asleep ?"

"No why ?"

"Want u"

"Coming over rn"

He loves every parts of your body, and I have no issue picturing him as the type to completely worship your body every once in awhile. He would trail kisses all the way from your thighs, tummy, chest, shoulders, neck and mouth, trace patterns into your hips, grab everything he possibly can…

However, he also loves rough sex. To manhandle you, grab your hips and pin you to the mattress as he runts into you like an animal in heat. You would be baking something and feel hands on your waist, teasingly going up to squeeze your breast, then all of a sudden he bends you over the kitchen counter and takes you from behind.

There’s nothing that excites him more than you and him acting as animals following a primal need.

Loves oral, both giving and receiving. Although he has a preference for having your wet mouth around his cock. Oh when you look up at him with those eyes he goes completely wild.

Lots of quickies. He has a high libido, and if you do too you’re in for a fun ride. You can be found fucking in all sorts of places.

The music outside the club’s restroom pounds as loud as his trusts into you, and you don’t even try to stop your moans, sure that the sound will cover them too.

The meeting starts in 2min and Mikey is looking everywhere for you. The trees barely hide you as you suck on Baji’s cock like a good girl, trying to make him cum fast enough.

You’re walking in one of the school’s corridor when suddenly you’re pulled into an empty classroom. Baji’s hungry lips are on yours and soon you find yourself bend over the teacher’s desk.

Bites you during sex as a way to express the intense pleasure he feels.

That’s all folks, I hope you enjoyed and thank you for reading !

[hihereami]

milei is gonna instaurate by decrete that national lands can be bought by foreign enterprises 👍👍👍👍 if anyone doubted his goverment is modern-day US imperialism in power!!!! if anyone doubted argentina and latam are modern day colonies!!!!👍👍 he's selling NATIONAL LANDS so ANYONE FROM A FOREIGN COUNTRY OR ENTERPRISE CAN BUY IT!!!!!!!!!!!!! 👍👍👍👍 say goodbye to argentina's sovereignity 👍👍his rise to power was funded by blackrock and the heritage foundation if anyone cares

[thatwavephenomenon]

What the fuck is going on with Nevarra and the Chantry actually. Everyone knows that the Chantry is or used to be hypercontrolling of magic. The moment a mage sneezed fire was the moment they were caught by templars and put in a Circle for the rest of their life. When you know even a little bit of the Chantry's history, you know that its power is so great it can influence the politics of the nations where it is instaured. So how is it that Nevarra, a country with a culture build in some parts on NECROMANCY and on MAGES ACTIVELY WORKING WITH SPIRITS gets a pass???? At which point did the Chantry go: 'What about Nevarra? - We don't talk about Nevarra'

[doudouneverte]

Shapeshifter and The Captain

a/n: a little update of this universe...

*not my GIFs*

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x daughter!Reader; Carol Danvers x Romanoff!reader; Nick Furry x Romanoff!reader (platonic)

Summary: your first encounter with Captain Marvel

Type: fluff

Warning: none

word count: 2251

Natasha didn't really know why but you loved Furry. He's like a grumpy grandpa, but he always gives you a lot of gifts every time he comes to see you and your mom.

Natasha thought first that it was because you spent a lot of time with him when you were very little and she had to go on a mission. But it's not really his fault; you didn't really like when Natasha left, and the only time you stopped crying was when Maria was rocking you or when Furry took responsibility for you.

'Took responsibility'—that was how the other called it when Furry had to keep you with him in his office while your mom was trying to save the world. For Furry, at first it was just some babysitting. Well, it only lasted two days before he developed a soft spot for you.

Since then he became your grumpy grandpa.

That's how you talked about him at school when your classmates asked you about your relatives.

Furry was a grandpa for you while Maria became (and more quickly) your auntie.

You really like Maria. She was always there when your mom was away on a mission. And she didn't hesitate to break some rules Natasha instaurate when you grew up. But what was more funny with auntie Maria was that when Natasha couldn't be there, she would take you home for sleepovers.

That's the best thing about auntie Maria. During the sleepovers, you would both do a lot of things. Sometimes you cooked together; other nights she would buy something on her way home, and you would spend the night watching movies and playing

Unfortunately, she couldn't always stay with you because sometimes Grandpa Furry would also give her a mission far away from home.

During the rare moments when they both went on missions with your mom and uncle Clint, you were left with other SHIELD agents. Some were cool and funny, but none of them could match Maria or Furry.

Then your mama joined the Avengers. When Furry came home to announce her, he told you that it was a group of superheroes and they would save the world. It was exciting to hear that at first, but then you realized that would mean your mom would have to leave more often too.

Today was one of these days. It was a weekday, and there was nothing much to do. Almost everyone was on a mission, which meant that Furry was the one who picked you up from high school.

"You know, I thought you would send someone to pick me up." You said to him while you entered the car.

"Why? Are you ashamed of your grumpy grandpa?" He joked, and that made you chuckle.

"At least you're not Alexei. He would drive an old car and would yell my name as if I could miss him in this crowd of high schoolers." You replied.

"Right, your mama has some strange parents." He laughed a little bit before starting the car.

"Where are we going?" You asked when you noticed that he didn't seem to drive back to the tower.

"Your mama suggested that, like their coming back in a few hours, we should use this time to relax, and also I could keep an eye on you." He replied.

"I mean, you don't have a lot of eye to put on me, so I guess I will take that as an excuse."

He was flabbergasted and opened his mouth several times without any sound. "How dare you?" You laughed, and he gently hit your shoulder. "I didn't know you were so bold at your age."

"Mama said it all the time." You defended yourself.

"Oh, she did? I don't know what I was expecting from Romanoff. Now get out of the car; we're here." You exited the car and looked around you a little confused.

"What are we doing in the forest?" You asked.

"I have something to show you." He stood next to you and pointed to the sky, making you a little more confused.

You didn't have enough time to ask what he wanted to show you before a huge ray of light, that looked like UFO lights from old movies, blinded you.

Even if you didn't see anything, you could feel your feet leaving the ground, and by fear you immediately clung to Furry.

"Now you can open your eyes." Furry told you, and when you did, you were shocked to see a lot of people dressed like scientists walking back and forth in front of you.

"Hello Mr. Furry, uh, we didn't expect to see you here today." A woman greeted him when she noticed him. This comment made almost anyone stop for a few seconds just to greet him. "Oh, and who is she?" The same scientist asked.

"This is Y/n Romanoff, the daughter of Natasha Romonoff." The only mention of your mother's name made everyone stop again. The woman in front of you seemed to be petrified.

"Wait, since when does the Black Widow have a daughter?" You heard someone whisper to his colleague.

You just waved a little shyly by the reaction your name caused. A lot of scientists looked at you like they were expecting something, but fortunately for you, Furry decided to send them back to work.

Furry was walking somewhere, so you decided to follow him before realizing something important. "Wait, is it the Earth? Are we in space?" You asked him very excitedly.

"Oh yeah. We're in one of the most secret and protected bases in the whole. It's also the SWORDS HQ." He replied. Before leading in a room.

"Wait, the SWORD? And what about the SHIELD?"

"See the SWORD like the SHIELD but for space." He told you, which made you more excited.

"Wait, is that why you let Maria lead the SHIELD recently? You're leading a f–big spatial station."

"Well, it's more than a spatial station, but yeah, we can say that."

"That's absolutely incredible. Does that mean that now the Avengers will go to space?"

"If the earth needs them here, then yeah. But that's not why I bring you here." He picked a box from under his office and gave it to you.

You were a little suspicious about it but decided to take a look, and what a surprise. "Wait, is that real?" You took the little brown kitten out of the box. "He's so cute."

"I'm happy that you like him. Goose had a lot of them recently, and I know that your birthday is soon, so take it as an early birthday present."

You put the kitten back in the box before giving Furry a big hug. "Oh, thank you very much."

"It's on me, don't worry. Now what if you try to find him a name?"

You looked at the kitten, and his little brown eyes looked at you back. "Kazna (казна). Yeah, that's a great name for him."

"Treasure, huh? That's a great name."

"I know. I hope Liho will love him too."

"Well, I think it's time to go back on Earth. Your mom should probably be back now."

You said your goodbye at a more joyful time when they saw you with Kazna on your arms before leaving the ship.

Back on earth, Furry drove you back home, and like he said, your mom was already there.

"Mom, look what Grandpa Furry gave me. He said it's a present for my birthday." You were so excited that it was impossible for Natasha to match your smile.

"He's so cute; what's his name?'' Your mama asked you.

"Kazna. Now where is Liho? I want to show her Kazna.

"She should be somewhere in your bedroom." The redhead told you before you left them.

"Thank you again for staying with her and for this present." Natasha said.

"Oh, it's nothing. Now I have to go, but I expect your report of the mission for tomorrow." Furry said before leaving.

~~~~

A few hours later you were still trying to make Liho like Kazna a little, but she seemed to not really like him. She immediately ran away after she sniffed him. But after running after the older cat everywhere, you decided to give up.

You let Kazna follow you in the kitchen where Natasha was making dinner.

"Wait, you're cooking, and nothing is burning; it's a miracle." You joked, which made her give a stern look.

"Haha, very funny. You should try to see if we still have some food for the kitten instead of critiquing my cooking skills. Natasha replied.

You searched in every drawer but didn't seem to find something for Kazna. You were about to give up until you heard a cat hissing. Natasha was observing Liho, ready to defend against Kazna, which made her chuckle.

"Why Liho seems afraid of—" she couldn't finish her sentence before she saw some tentacles coming out of the kitten's mouth and stealing the wooden spoon she had. "Chto eto za khren'?(What the f*** is that?)"

Hearing the fear in your mom's voice, you turned around to catch the end of what was happening.

"What the hell? Did he just eat a wooden spoon? Kazna, let throw it out; it's not good for you."

Well, a wooden spoon should be good for a kitten, but it didn't seem to be an ordinary kitty.

The other car in the room already ran away, and honestly, if you weren't so flabbergasted by what you saw, you would be laughing, but it wasn't the right moment for that.

Natasha immediately ran to take her phone and call Furry. You were still in the kitchen looking at the little kitty in front of you while your mom was yelling on the phone.

The der woman came back a few minutes later and grabbed him before putting him in a corner of the living room.

"Mama, what's happening?" You were still confused about the previous event.

"Furry gave you a flerken as a present gift. This is not a little kitty Y/n, this thing is an ALIEN."

You stood there a minute not knowing what to say. What, an alien? Your little kitty?

Fortunately for Natasha, someone knocked on the door a few seconds later. She let you a moment to answer the door. You stayed there keeping an eye on him while questioning if you were dreaming.

During your trance you didn't hear the guest coming in the room.

"Oh, it's him?" You heard someone ask. When you turned around, you were faced with a blonde woman and an orange cat.

"Y/n, this is Carol. Carol, this is my daughter Y/n." Your mom introduced you to each other.

"Hi, Y/n." Carol proposed your hand, and you shook it. "So you're the new owner of this little kitty, right?"

"Actually, Danvers, I think you should take your little...thing with you and tell Furry that I'm going to pierce his eye if he does something like that again." Your mom threatened, which surprisingly made the blonde woman chuckle.

"Don't worry, Romanoff, I don't think a little kitty can harm your daughter." Carol Danvers replied.

"I saw this thing stealing a wooden spoon from my hand and eating it. How am I supposed to not worry?" Natasha replied very pissed off.

"You're not funny." Carol said before approaching the little kitty. "Now come here, little boy; I think we have to bring you back to Furry." The blonde woman tried to catch him but ran away from her and hid behind your legs.

The orange cat who was with Carol came to you but immediately stopped when Liho hissed at her.

"Oh, it seems that your cat already likes this little kitty." Carol told Natasha, who was completely shocked by what she was seeing.

You got on your knees and gently picked up Kazna while Liho was still protecting you from her mom.

"Oh, I see. I don't think it's a good thing to separate them." Carol said to your mom.

"What do you mean? I'm not letting this thing stay at my place." Natasha replied.

"Well, even if you don't like this idea, it's not like your daughter is willing to let me take him back, and even your cat isn't letting Goose approach."

The spy wanted to say something, but she stopped when you called her. "Mom, can we keep him, please?" You were looking at her with those puppy eyes that she was very weak against.

Her eyes were switching between your face and the little alien on your arms. She finally groaned in defeat, "Yeah, okay." You jumped from excitement and hugged tightly.

"Okay, that's a great choice. Now I have to go, but I'll send your mom every piece of information you need to know to raise this little thing." Carol said.

You followed to the door. She gave you a smile before Goose jumped on her shoulder. And then out of nowhere she began to glow and start to fly.

"Whoa." Was the only thing that left your mouth after seeing that. "Cool." You whispered.

"She's not that cool. I mean, I see almost everyone flying at my job." Natasha commented back before heading back to the living room.

"Wait, are you jealous, Mom?" You asked while you were closing the door.

"Absolutely not." She said before leaving for the kitchen.

"Yeah, absolutely jealous." You whispered to Kazna.

"I heard you, little miss!" She yelled from the kitchen.

[francaistoutsimplement]

.... Devant un tel déploiement de forces, on comprend mieux les raisons qui ont poussé les Russes à instaurer une trêve pour Pâques...

[trashlord-watson]

Donc Macron nous colle vraiment Michel Barnier en Premier Ministre ?

Michel Barnier, affilié depuis toujours aux partis de droite (RPR/LR et UDR), partis qui sont arrivés au mieux 4ème des élections législatives et même déjà aux dernière présidentielles.

Michel Barnier qui, en 1981, comme la plupart de ses potes de droite a voté contre la dépénalisation de l'homosexualité.

Michel Barnier qui a une politique d'immigration juste scandaleuse (veut restreindre le regroupement familial, faciliter les expulsions massives, instaurer des quotas d'immigration, supprimer l'AME, réformer le principe d'asile...) Michel Barnier qui, en 2021, disait que le "Parlement devait être respecté", mais visiblement se moque d'être à la solde d'un gouvernement qui s'en torche, du Parlement.

Tout va bien.

[diariodeumdesistente]

TEATRO DAS APARÊNCIAS

ou A PRIMEIRA VEZ QUE EU TE TRAÍ

(parte 05/08)

continuação da segunda cena:

O rosto da Júlia estava ruborizado, e eu não tinha certeza se era o vinho, o calor, alguma frustração ou efeito do tanto que se fumou naquela noite. -Eita! – ela disse baixinho, com um tom de surpresa. -Os corredores desse apê são um labirinto – respondi rindo, enquanto me encostava na parede. Ela fechou, discretamente, a porta do corredor, e encostou na parede oposta: -Acho que a gente anda se cruzando nos cantos certos. -Ou nos errados, dependendo do ponto de vista. Ela riu de leve, sem som. Não precisava de som, os olhos dela dizem mais que o riso. -Lá dentro está meio – ela pausou e refletiu sobre qual palavra usaria, mas não conseguiu encontrar algo gentil o suficiente – você viu, né? -Vi. – eu estava cansado. A semana foi difícil e lidar com aquilo me desgastava. Olhei no fundo dos olhos dela e ela nos meus. Eu não sei quanto tempo a gente ficou se encarando, mas com certeza foi mais tempo do que deveria. Depois, quase ao mesmo tempo, desviamos os olhares como se algo nos puxasse de volta à superfície. -Ela não percebe quando passa do ponto, eu acho – sua voz, que já era baixa, virou confissão – e você finge muito bem que não sente. Em um tom de quem finge alívio meio ironicamente, mas de quem na verdade sentiu mesmo o peso saindo das costas: -Você não finge. Isso é perigoso. Ela sentiu, ficou evidente que acusou o golpe. Sua reação imediata foi cruzar os braços como quem se defende, mas o tronco ainda inclinado pra frente e sem conseguir disfarçar o sorriso: -Tem coisa que não dá pra fingir – os olhos fixos nos meus, rasgando ainda mais a minha alma dilacerada. Por um segundo, não fazia mais nenhum sentido encher meu nariz de decepção. A pausa dela foi curta, mas pareceu uma vida inteira – tipo o que a gente pensa quando ninguém está olhando. Eu soltei o ar pelo nariz, naquele riso contido e abafado de quem ri da própria desgraça. Não consegui sustentar o olhar, virei pro chão, depois pra foto estranha do Bruno velho demais com chapéu de caubói. Mas aquilo não me prendeu, voltei a encará-la como que contempla uma catedral de séculos. -Tem coisa que a gente pensa – eu falava pausadamente. Não pra parecer sexy, eu só precisava medir cada palavra – e nem sabe se quer que vejam ou que continuem fingindo que não viram. O silêncio que se instaurou era mais denso que as paredes que apoiavam nossos corpos. Ela deu um passo. Por um instante, eu achei que na minha direção, mas se dirigiu à porta. Os sons de música e das vozes da sala voltaram, mas agora eles eram distantes. Não pareciam sons reais. Parecia que aquelas pessoas não pertenciam à mesma noite. Aliás, não pareciam sequer da mesma dimensão. -Se alguém perguntar, a gente só se esbarrou no corredor, né? -Claro! Foi só uma coincidência – eu tentei conter meu sorriso, mas dessa vez tenho certeza que não consegui – como sempre é. Ela se afastou, andando devagar, ciente de que estava sendo observada. Por um instante, achei que nossos ombros se tocariam, mas ela desviou. Era a melhor coisa que podia ter feito. A porta do corredor se fechou e eu estava sozinho lá dentro. Mas o perfume dela ficou. E eu lá, parado. Por uns dois segundos, fora da realidade. Depois retomei o controle, esfreguei as mãos no rosto implorando por autocontrole e entrei no banheiro. Como se nada tivesse acontecido.

[incredibly-alive]

Estava pensando agora aqui, já pensou como a vida pode fazer essas duas pessoas se encontrarem?!

1. Uma pessoa que nunca teve seus sentimentos validados por alguém da maneira que gostaria, que nunca foi olhada de maneira de fato profunda, que nunca teve alguém que realmente se importasse com quem ela de fato é em toda sua complexidade e profundidade. Por isso se fechou, sabe que normalmente ninguém se da ao esforço e esse tipo de conexão para ela já não faz mais sentido. Instaurou um crivo, um crivo forte, para que "qualquer um" não ultrapasse a barreira, justamente porque agora precisa fazer MUITO sentido. 2. Uma pessoa que é atenciosa, gosta dos detalhes, gosta de ouvir como é o mundo e como é a visão de mundo de quem se interessa, ama ser uma torcedora de arquibancada pelo sucesso de quem ama, é apaixonada por ouvir as histórias de vida e superações, ouvir sobre as reconstruções, não gosta de conversas razas, não é fã de conexões razas. Porém esta cansada de o outro lado não se importar com os detalhes sobre ela também e não ter a mesma atenção e interesse em sua complexidade e profundidade.

O que será que aconteceria? Será que a necessidade de ambas se conectaria, ou será que os muros que construíram de proteção em sua volta se esbarrariam e ficaria por isso mesmo? Se alguém por aí tiver uma experiência sobre ou uma opinião, me conta?

[iama1ice]

small gestures of love

명호 - the8

after a stressful day, minghao and Iioften prepare tea and relax, talking about our day or other things. he is very calming and his presence helps me a lot to unwind. although he teases a lot, he's also a good listener and he gives good advice.

민규 - mingyu

iI'm french, and considering my job, i can't really come back home often. among the many things i miss, the food is the main one. each time i'm feeling down, mingyu cooks french dishes for me. he either looks for the recipes online and makes it a surprise, or he asks me and we cook together.

석민 - dk

a few years ago, i brought up how i had never received flowers before. since then, seokmin always gives me flowers for my birthdays, events like comebacks, and also just when i was feeling a bit down. when he sees that my smile isn't as bright, or that i look tired, he leaves the house for a while, just to come back with an enormous bouquet of flowers.

승관 - seungkwan

seungkwan is truly a safe place. he has this thing that makes you want to talk to him, to find comfort in him. he notices my changes of mood and is always there for me. he told me that i can talk to me but he doesn't force me too, he just let me know that he's here. when i'm feeling down, it often ends up with me in his arms as he talks about something stupid a member (soonyoung) did, to make me laugh.

한솔 - vernon

hansol's music taste is sooo good so i often ask him for songs recs. i don't know if he got tired of me asking him that everyday but started to send me playlists, or to add me to his playlists. i thought it was just to show me what he listened to but then i noticed how when i mentioned that i was feeling a certain mood, he would add me to a playlist with this mood. or when i was looking for a type of songs a playlist like that would pop on my spotify. i finally did 1 + 1 and knew that it was his way of showing me that he cared about me.

찬 - dino

as the two maknaes, chan and i are quite close despite being pretty different. being french-english, i don't have the same references even though i now know a lot about the korean pop culture. nonetheless, chan still insists on showing me his favourite movies, or series that i "absolutely need to watch !". we then instaured a movie night, where each week we show a movie to each other. since we started doing that, i got alot better at recognising korean actors.

reminder : this is shifting content, nothing mentioned above is to be applied here; i also haven't fully shifted to that dr yet, these are only things i've scripted or thought off