#buon ferragosto

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La mia terra 🖤

Buongiorno 🌞💙

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E adesso

Viene Natale

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Per i tuoi occhi nella notte

Vivere per questi tuoi begli occhi

In un momento che ti han fotografato

A una festa, in cui eri il re ed eri solo;

Eri lì, ma distante.

Nei tuoi occhi, voglia di contentarti

Di ciò che la vita passa: magre gioie

Sempre imperfette e sudate:

Ti fan pensare che hai pochi meriti.

Non si soffre mai abbastanza per scontare

Pochi attimi di gioia: anche la gioia,

Mentre si vive, è già colpa. Come fosse

Tutta un peccato la vita. Ringrazi

Con eccessiva gratitudine, con la mitezza

Dell'impostore che non vuol farsi notare,

Pensando: "ciò che ho avuto è già troppo",

E non lo gode per non ancora sprofondare.

Di briciole ti accontenti: occhi grati.

Un sorriso accennato per educazione e per modestia.

Un sorriso da traditore. Ma sei tu, il tradito.

Di fronte a una montagna aggrovigliata,

Una collina ch'è tutta rovi, una foresta dove il dio si nasconde e quando lo trovi t'incendia e annulla, e in fondo è solo morte, pensi a morire come una ragazza

Qualsiasi delle tue storie: una principessa comunicata col Veronal, in un bell'abito azzurro, un po' imbronciata. Sballottata a incontri e feste dagli amici, mai compresa.

Quale notte celi dentro? - Non sono io a domandarti - perché la tua notte, la comprendo troppo bene, vi cammino dentro dai miei primi piaceri e desideri, dal primo istante di coscienza, dalla prima colpa.

Vivere per i tuoi occhi è dolore. Vivere per i tuoi occhi è piacere. Vivere per i tuoi occhi è tentazione ed espiazione. Fugace immagine di una soluzione, di un riposo. Spero di vivere, per i tuoi occhi nella notte.

[i-mlosingyourmemory]

Eii buongiorno e buon ferragostooo

Hey, buongiorno.... Grazie anche a teeee

[unevaguedeprintemps]

Buon Ferragosto a tutti 🍉

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[stefanoavvisati69]

Buon Ferragosto da Batman Crime Solver: alla ricerca della giornata perfetta

Cari lettori e amanti del mistero, mentre il sole splende alto nel cielo e l’aria si riempie di un’atmosfera estiva, ci troviamo di fronte a un nuovo enigma da risolvere: come rendere il vostro Ferragosto indimenticabile, proprio come farebbe il nostro amatissimo Cavaliere Oscuro, Batman? In questa giornata speciale, in cui le strade della città sembrano più tranquille e le menti curiose si…

[crisvola]

Buon ferragosto 2023

[buongiornocolcuore]

Le lunghe giornate, voglia di fresco! Auguro a tutti un ferragosto di gran successo! Buon Ferragosto 🏖️🌊

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[talaok]

Hi

Can you write one where the reader is drunk and pedro takes care of her?

Maybe like what happened in the fifty shades?and they are in a relationship together...

Pairing: Pedro Pascal x reader

Warnings: you know the drill it aint smut but it alludes to it

"I'm not drunk"

He smiled, as once again, you lied straight to his face.

"Sure you aren't sweetheart"

" 'm not" you pouted, gripping him for dear life as he helped you stumble into the house

"You're right" he nodded, watching your every move closely to make sure you didn't get hurt "now here, let's get you to bed"

"I don't wanna go to bed"

"well too bad baby, 'cause you're going"

You stopped dead in your tracks, turning to stare at him.

You had this look when drunk… like a veil on your eyes and a specific tilt of your mouth that made it so easy for him to figure you out every time.

And it was also one of the cutest and funniest things he’d ever seen.

“What exactly are we gonna do in bed?”

He couldn’t help but chuckle

“Not what you want I’m afraid”

“Why?” you moaned

“Because, sweetheart,” he spoke gently as he moved some hair out of your face “I don’t think you’re in the right conditions”

“I don’t know what you’re talking ‘bout”

“No?”

“No idea”

You let one of your hands rake down his chest “I can be very persuasive y’know?”

“Oh I know” he nodded, a smile pulling at his lips

You were giving him your best Doe eyes with your smudged mascara and parted lips.

He would have agreed without a second thought if it wasn’t for the alcohol clearly still lingering in your organism.

“what do you say then, Mr. Pascal?” you tilted your head, caging your bottom lip between your teeth the way you knew drove him crazy.

This wasn’t his first rodeo, and there was one thing he had learned by now, there were two ways he could go about this:

1. He could keep arguing with you, trying to make you understand

2. He could lie and find a way to get you to bed, so that the second your head hit the pillow you would finally understand how right he had been this whole time and fall asleep in a second.

“C’mere” he decided, pulling you closer by your waist and meeting your lips with his.

You let out a giggle as you intertwined your arms behind his neck.

“What are you laughing at?” he smiled

“You” You gave his lips a quick peck

“Oh yeah?” he challenged, half laughing

“Yup” you kissed his cheek “Mr. I don’t think you’re in the right conditions”

“Well, what can I say, You are very persuasive…”

You chuckled again, and he took it as an opportunity to pick you up, your legs wrapping around each side of his waist.

You nuzzled your head between his shoulder and neck, his manly scent wrapping around you like a cloud, and by the time you looked up, he had carried you to the bedroom.

He sat you on the bed, and you watched with anticipation as he got to his knees.

Except he didn’t do what you were expecting, no, he was taking off your heels.

“Baby” you whined

“Lay down” he spoke softly

You did. You loved when he got bossy.

The bed creaked as he got on it too.

He bent down to kiss you again and you felt his hands move around the bed, but once again, he didn’t do what you were expecting… you felt the blanket fall on your body.

“W-what?” you frowned, opening your eyes ”baby what are you doing?”

Pedro stoked your pretty face with his thumb, watching your eyes cloud with confusion.

“Getting you to bed” he said simply

“But-” you started before an over-dramatic gasp fled your throat “you tricked me!”

A smile painted his lips “I did, babydoll”

“I can’t believe this”

“I’m sorry baby, I’ll make it up to you in the morning”

“You better” you threatened, your eyelids already feeling heavier.

“I will” he promised, leaning away and out of bed.

“Where are you going?” you whimpered “Aren’t you gonna at least come to bed?”

He smiled, watching you struggle to speak through the drowsiness

“One second,” he told you, making quick work of his pants and shirt.

You let out a small chuckle “sexy” you teased

“I know, right?” he grinned, getting back in bed.

You wasted no time climbing closer to him, wrapping your leg around his and placing your head on his chest.

He didn’t call you Koala for nothing.

“Thank you for picking me up” you slurred after a moment of silence

“No problem, sweetheart” he kissed your hair “You can call me anytime you want if you need me, you know that”

You tightened your hold on him to mimic a hug.

“I love you” you promised

“I love you too baby” he murmured “I love you too” he said,

And then you were gone.

[buscandoelparaiso]

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PRIMA PAGINA Il Romanista di Oggi venerdì, 16 agosto 2024

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La Squadra during Ferragosto post incoming 👀👀👀

Let's see the stereotypical way our faves mafioso spend the sacred " grigliata day "