#cadeados

[arqbrasil]

Cadeados de alta segurança Soprano

Cadeados de alta segurança Soprano

A busca por entender as demandas do mercado de aumento da segurança e do bem-estar no dia a dia, nortearam a criação de novos modelos de cadeados de alta segurança pela Soprano. O produto foi pensado para garantir proteção extrema em qualquer lugar, tempo e situação, com acabamentos que o mantém praticamente intactos em situações adversas, como clima mais hostil ou tentativa de…

[umadeusaumaloucaumamotoqueira]

[desukaw]

[bikeaospedacos]

Nova linha de trancas e cadeados para bicicletas da Absolute

Nova linha de trancas e cadeados Absolute para bicicletas oferece qualidade e segurança, atendendo às diferentes necessidades dos ciclistas.

[inveterade]

Tuaní lança single 'Cade4do Ab3rto'

Tuaní, publicitária e locutora/apresentadora, decidiu se aventurar no mundo da arte após sentir sua veia artística pulsar durante a pandemia. Nascida e criada na Zona Norte do Rio de Janeiro, sempre foi apaixonada por teatro, música, manto, voz, dança e Estudos Sociais. Com os movimentos realizados em 2021, se conectou a outros artistas e atualmente participa de projetos em conjunto, como a…

[pabloartes]

Fashion Arte de cadeado 🔓 Pabllo Vittar

[pedralazulli]

[voarias]

preparei as malas e esvaziei a gaveta do armário de memórias antes mesmo que algum adeus fosse dado. ensaiei uma despedida breve com frases prontas que não deixariam transparecer o quanto tu queima e bombeia entre minhas veias, entrelaçado no meu sangue. nela eu fingiria tranquilidade e um meio riso, falaria que não era a primeira partida, nem seria a última. diria que as coisas são como são com toda convicção do mundo, ainda que eu não acredite em nada disso. senti as horas do relógio passando rápido demais e tentei decorar teus traços todas as vezes que teus olhos esbarravam nos meus, porque o fim já é logo ali no fim da rua, e talvez não tenhamos tempo nem de dobrar a esquina. troquei cadeados e fechaduras para que você não pudesse entrar mais, mas você ainda nem entrou pela porta pela primeira vez.

voarias

[cosquinh-ahaha]

Meme Bios ! "pridemonth"

🏳️‍🌈💋✌️😻🎈

#pridemoth #bewhoyouare #gaysex

nem ia beber hoje mas ops kkk é meu mes

sou filha do meu pai gosto de mulheres e tb filha da minha mae gosto de homens

e vcs esquecem de combater o maior inimigo do brasil que é os homens que nao usam calcinha

essa porra veio quebrada fica me olhando como se eu fosse gay (to na frente do espelho

nome: lesbitron2000 apelido: lesbitoca pronomes: les/bika onde moro: ilha de lesbo

atencao.. vou me assumir.. é com mt infelicidade que eu comunico a todos: SOU fa da anitta

atualmente 3 coisas sao comuns ter tatuagem dar a bunda e reclamar no twitter .. eu n tenho tatuagem e nem twitter

procuro romance leve e na manha com alguem que aceite escrever nossos nomes no cadeado em paris no primeiro encontro

praticamente amadora do lesbianismo (nenhuma mulher quis casa cmg ainda

meu tipo: homem twink e mulher musculosa

deviam criar um tinder para gays.. espera o letterbox ja existe

feliz mes do orgulho gay para todos os homens q fumam pod

eu n tenho vergonha de ser bi / pan eu tenho vergonha é de ser bi / pan e solteira

se ser gay é errado me explica pq existe uma Baladinha Queer com fogo e tudo para confraternizar dps da morte ?

fui flerta com a menina e ela me chamou de amiga.. agr é so esperar 15 anos p casar com ela !!

kit bi: uma bandeira e calcinhas em dobro pois vou dividir com a minha namorada ou meu namorado

em nome do pride month farei uma dieta . verdura 🤮🤮 ver dura 😻😻

suicidio adiado preciso aumenta a expectativa de vida lgbt no mes de junho #gincana

indo ali Aviadar 🏳️‍🌈

homofobia ? pq eu teria medo de um viadinho

codigo lesbico cap 1: para flertar chame de diva e a convide para um picnic

nos nao binarios somos tao importantes que inventaram um código matemático em nossa homenagem

chama o ibama pois o viado aki esta solto

[yan-lorkai]

Só lembrei da minha ideia agora, perdão mandar tarde assim

Você conseguiria escrever yandere! Azul, malleus e vil com uma Yuu que simplesmente não fica presa?

Não é como se ela quisesse fugir ou estivesse muito desconfortável, pelo contrário, elaate gosta deles, ela simplesmente so não fica presa

Tipo, o malleus prende ela em um quarto e meia hora depois ela tá andando pela diasomnia como se ela não tivesse feito a coisa mais impressionante do mundo, e quando perguntam pra ela "como vc escapou?" Ela só fala tipo "ah mano, o cadeado quebrou" como se não fosse nada

Muito obrigada, e time muito cuidado consigo mesma

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Translation: Can I have Azul, Malleus and Vil with a reader that always escape somehow? Like, she's super lucky and things tend to work for her. But it's not that she wants to run away or don't like them, it's just somehow she always escape.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/N: Gonna reply in english, Sweetie! But omg have I told you already that I loved this? This is all so silly and they're so dramatic, help---. I was imagining so many scenes when I was writing those hcs that I sincerely thought for a whole second to write a oneshot instead. Glad I didn't because it would be lengthy as hell, not that I won't do it in the future 👀. Well I hope you enjoy, darling! <33

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Warnings: Yandere content, kidnapping (on malmal's part), Azul's insecurity + him guilty tripping reader, reader loves the yandere, technically fem!reader but no pronouns / gendered terms were used so everyone can read!

Malleus is a powerful wizard and he knows it. He could move mountains with the blink of an eye or make the seas stir, in fact, he would be more than happy to demonstrate everything he can do in front of you. He almost looks like a bird trying to impress its partner. So silly.

The problem is that Malleus is possessive, he wants you by his side all the time. He wants you to be the blood that runs through his veins, wants you to be the air he breathes and the water that touches his lips, that's why, after a few months of just being your friend, he takes the first step and asks you to be his lover. And he's a good boyfriend, a little clumsy and confused, of course, it's his first time in a romantic relationship, but he always tries to be better for you. He is almost perfect.

But not even that can tame the inner dragon that roars and breathes fire inside, far from it, having you so close makes Malleus more greedy. He just wants more and as usual he simply takes what he wants. Your moving into his room as he likes to call it happens at night, after you sleep so peacefully without knowing what is happening, his fingers gently groping over your skin, his lips connecting with your cheeks and forehead as he watches over your dreams. He can get used to it.

When you wake up and the first thing you see is your boyfriend and hear him say all those absurd things and feelings that have been building up in his chest, of course you don't react well. You're scared, confused but there's still love for him in your heart as you slowly turn away and hide yourself on his blankets, pondering.

But there's nothing you can do, not at that moment and controlling yourself as much as you can, you pretend that kidnapping people because you love them so much is considered normal - for someone who has lived a long time like him, Malleus certainly doesn't understand sarcasm, since he's overjoyed, kissing you and being content in watching you do completely mundane things.

By the way, even if you wanted to run away, appealing to Silver's good heart or Sebek's sense of justice is in vain. If their prince decided to do what he did then they won't stop him, instead they will talk to you, explain to you that things will be better if you just accept it. And Lilia will endorse this thought.

Now, after some time passed and you realized that you didn't care, it's not as if you're trying to escape per say. But as you were trying to open the doors to go outside for something, you applied a little more force and it opened. The same happened when you tried to open the windows, removing the padlocks from them with ease since they weren't even closed, letting the sun's rays illuminate Malleus's room. If Malleus was trying to keep you in his room he was failing horribly.

Your supposed plans to escape improving with each new attempt, but no matter how many times you "escaped" Malleus always seems to be two steps ahead, a smug smile on his lips.

He always knows that you will try to run away, just as he knows that after that you will come running into his arms as if nothing had happened, wanting the comfort that only he can offer. While your escape attempts are funny to watch, he asks you why you always escape and how, and your answer makes him laugh loudly. So you're not trying to escape, you just don't like to spend everyday in his room and away from him? Granted, he now takes you on walks in Diasomnia's gardens and through some ruins he has found. He also allows you to spend time with his brothers and father.

Now that he knows you're not trying to escape, Malleus will let you walk peacefully through Diasomnia and the campus but you know that somehow he is always watching you. At the end of the day you will return to his side.

⠀

Vil knows who he is and what he is capable of doing, what he is capable of achieving if he stays focused and persists in whatever is on his mind. And at the moment what occupies his mind is you, his sweet schatz. Loving you is the best thing that has happened to him, so soft and sublime, just like the books and movies suggested it would be.

And it's out of love that Vil brings you to live at Pomefiore after talking to you and knowing your opinion, he knows very well that his feelings of possession are unhealthy but in a world of villains, you learn to ignore that. It doesn't mean he doesn't first try to get your opinion on moving before he becomes a villain who stole your freedom in your eyes. And seriously, life in Pomefiore is better than in Ramshackle where you had to hope the roof didn't fly off and be careful with the stairs and the leaks and the hard mattress that made your back hurt.

You notice that Vil reveals his true colors slowly, switching this and that in your schedule to match his. Or doing your skin care himself because he likes the control and taking care of you, and well, you don't really care about that. Not even with the big changes he makes, as long as he still loves you, you follow him without complaining. And Vil realizes this, which is why he never imagined you would try to escape from him. If you can call this an escape attempt, that is.

You were creating potions in Vil's personal laboratory. Why? Because you wanted to show him what you had learned today, but the potion was so potent that it almost put him to sleep as soon as he smelled it. Needless to say, he wasn't happy about it, a little disoriented and with a growing migraine on the way, he thought that you were trying to put him to sleep to run away. But he was strangely happy to notice that you were feeling guilty and explaining what were your intentions as you make sure that everything's was alright with him. As an actor he knows how to recognize a liar, but you spoke the truth. So he decided to let it go.

It was just a single, terrible mistake, right?

Such incidents continued to occur. Sometimes even Rook had difficulty following you around campus, having to use his Unique Magic to be able to keep his eyes on you. Lady Lucky seemed to favor your above everyone else, helping you in your little escapades. You did a little bit of everything, you even managed to create a shrinking potion, staying tiny for a whole day and, instead of looking for Vil to fix this problem, you went out there into the world wanting to experience the spontaneity of the moment. One of these days you'll leave him gray with worry.

Despite the frustration bubbling within him, Vil sits you down at his dressing table to work on your hair and asks you about all these incidents, wondering if they were just tests to see how far you could push him to his limit before actually trying to escape. But when you explain your intentions to him, knowing that you're not trying to get away from him takes a weight off his shoulders. The whole situation becomes comical, here he was worried and with countless thoughts running through his head, a particularly potent potion hidden in his pocket and here you are, completely unaware of the effects you have on him.

He thinks it's ridiculous that he considered that you would run away when he stops to think about how you adore his affection, drink in his every word and savor his every gesture. You're a troublemaker but are still so dependent on him. Maybe he was a little hasty and now he can finally relax. This little quality of yours though both confounded and captivated him.

⠀⠀

Azul is above all a strategist. He plans everything from the way you will meet for the first time to the way he will steal something from you. Maybe a talent, maybe a skill, but something will become his to satisfy that strange feeling he has in his chest every time he sees you. Weeks of plans are thrown out the window as soon as one day you sit in his office chair, wanting to make a contract with him. And that is the unique chance he has been waiting for, regardless of what your heart desires, he is able to achieve it and in return have you.

If only it were that simple... It's only after his whole overblot fiasco that you finally start to get closer, you still staying by his side to help him rebuild Mostro Lounge. And months later, friendship became a relationship due to Azul's calculations and assumptions. In the end you had your wish fulfilled and so did he, having you as his partner was like a dream come true. Yet, sometimes he wonders what you see in him.

He doesn't let that thought stay on his mind much, preferring to spend time with you, thinking about you, heavens he's so clingy he can't even keep his hands off you, that is, when you're alone of course. You're so sweet to him, bringing him coins for his collection and asking him how his day was, it's nice to have someone who cares. But it's terrible to imagine the ways that anyone who has a beef with him would hurt you for his actions, so Azul proposes another contract with the intention of protecting you from possible threats.

The contract in theory is simple: to remain under the twins' watch and protection. Though, your friends and other people tend to avoid you because of this, because Jade and Floyd are too intimidating. You particularly find them funny with their very different mannerisms, hovering over your shoulders like two shadows, Floyd pestering you while Jade supposedly tries to control him. Azul thinks this is a good contract, whether you think so or not - he can be convinced otherwise through persuasion.

Something that Azul didn't foresee, however, was that the twins would get bored of playing babysitter and would drag you somewhere. Jade wanted to show you his terrariums while Floyd wanted to take you to see their house, neither of them answering any of Azul's messages or calls, not even you but that's because you were trying to get the twins not to fight each other. So your escapades happen because of them, because of that Azul knows that you're not trying to leave him and he recognizes that, but due to his insecurity, every time you return to him Azul seems about to start crying while he wrap himself all over you.

If you tried to run away he could at least do this and that to prevent it, instead he tries to make you feel guilty for making him worry so much. He was about to cut off his own tentacles and eat them if you took one more second to walk through that door, is that what you wanted? It must be, otherwise you wouldn't have run away without saying anything to him >:(

Cuddle him now. Or else, he'll gonna be cranky and fussy. He just loves you so much and he knows you love as well, so why do you do this? Just let him love you completely and wholly.

[delirantesko]

Antes de sentir a língua dela, eu era racional, comedido, controlado. A boca dela se abrindo era como o cadeado de uma jaula cuja porta se abriu violentamente.

[cidade-amarel4]

Foi conveniência

Costumava não falar isso em voz alta para que minha insegurança não me ouvisse, mas em todas as relações em que estive, me sentia sempre um prêmio de consolação, a outra, aquela que veio depois do amor da vida daquele alguém. Ninguém chegou e disse que eu não importava, mas todos me olharam com pelo menos ela tem qualidades e habilidades de sobra, dava pro gasto, dava pra suportar por uma meia idade.

Nenhuma terapia, dosagem e remédio me fizeram preencher o vazio, busquei em todos um consolo que já haviam sido gastos em outro amor, chegava e já estava tudo bagunçado e partido, consertava seus corações e depois partia deles como se aquilo não me cansasse ano após ano.

Ser o número sorteado na lista daqueles que amei foi a única sorte que não pedi, mas elas vieram, se entraram, cogitaram e sonharam futuros aonde eu certamente não estaria. Não pela insistência, e nem pela carência, acreditei que um dia seria fácil alguém me olhar e dizer que me amava pelo que sou, e isso me destruiu.

Eles me transformaram em uma espécie de ideia, e depois que a magia acabava eles iam correndo para seu único amor, alguns foram aceitos e os que não, ainda estão me ligando a cobrar. Com um mapa perfeito, planos elaborados e interesse naquilo que faço, só para rir dos meus sonhos quando viro as costas. Essa é a outra parte da história que nunca falo, do cadeado trancafiado no meu coração, na parte gélida, e das vezes que disse que foram por tudo, menos falta de amor, só para manter a pose e não dizer que fui a outra.

[bikeaospedacos]

OnGuard apresenta novo cadeado Zip Lock super prático e outras novidades, com diversos níveis de segurança

OnGuard possui uma ampla gama de cadeados com excelente custo-benefício, indicados para diferentes situações de uso

[cartasparaviolet]

Atravessei em silêncio durante todo o caminho na ponte de minha vida. Poucas pessoas conseguiram continuar caminhando ao meu lado e logo seguiram por direções diferentes. Entendi que nem todos, ou praticamente ninguém, estavam convidados para a próxima etapa e, sendo assim, não compartilhariam mais de suas presenças. Mesmo seguindo solo, a clareza a respeito de todo aquele processo interno não seria irrelevante. Peguei um cadeado pequeno e dourado e, em determinada altura da travessia, o prendi em meio às correntes que sustentavam aquela estrutura como promessa feita a minha alma de que naquele estágio depreciativo já não retornaria. Seria um símbolo do amor que eu cultivei por mim durante todo aquele tempo e que agora mais alinhada dizia adeus ao velho e boas vindas ao novo. Agradeci pelas bençãos do recomeço e o deixei para trás com a certeza de que para sempre o cadeado lá permaneceria transmitindo boas energias e me lembrando da promessa que fiz naquele instante: vá em frente, você é plenamente capaz de ser amada.

@cartasparaviolet

[voarias]

impermanência

ri da possível probabilidade, porque não me parecia muito real nossos olhares se demorarem um no outro por mais de uma noite. você veio de peito aberto tentando desvendar cada parte minha que escondi trancada a 7 cadeados, com um riso frouxo e toques tímidos dos teus dedos nos meus. me falou sobre a vontade de pertencer antes mesmo que eu pudesse sequer imaginar como seria ficar, e eu ri como quem não acreditasse que somos porto e não apenas uma estação de passagem. porque, no fundo, eu realmente não acredito, não é? tomou aos poucos um espaço na minha agenda, deixou teu cheiro na minha camiseta preferida. ignorou todos os sinais vermelhos que sempre avisei que tinham entre nós, como se eu não precisasse parar em qualquer cruzamento do teu coração, como se as vias estivessem totalmente liberadas para que eu pudesse transitar. “como é possível não se apaixonar por você?” quis te avisar várias vezes que o final premeditado é ruim, que meu peito ainda não sabe jurar permanência, mas perdi a fala no exato momento que teu abraço encaixou no meu, assim quando tua boca encontrou a minha. tua falta de medo me assusta porque eu sempre fui boa em dar errado, porque se me tirar os receios não sobra nada além do meu coração exposto e disposto a sangrar novamente. me assusta teu toque suave e tua respiração que sincroniza descompassadamente na minha enquanto eu me perco na curva do teu ombro e minhas unhas marcam nas tuas costas minha vaga persistência em nós. me assusta o fato de que, no fundo, eu sempre quis algo que durasse, mas dessa vez quem vai embora sou eu.

voarias

[brincandodeserfeliz]

vou abrir portas e janelas

arrombar cadeados

se preciso for

eu vou ser livre

voar, voar...

Nc.✍

Fonte: passaro-selvagem

Ilustração: marcin-piwowarski Instagram