#passion sportive

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Sport : regardez les documentaires proposés par PlayVOD Maroc

Vous êtes un passionné de sport et êtes en quête de documentaires sur les grands noms de ce domaine ? Rendez-vous sur le site PlayVOD Maroc et parcourez la section « Passion sportive » qui se trouve sur la page d’accueil. Vous découvrirez plusieurs contenus à télécharger ou à voir en streaming. Voici quelques titres qui pourraient vous intéresser : Pelé – Roi du football Nous sommes unis –…

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Aperitivo con i tifosi dei Grigi lunedì 26 maggio e incontro motociclistico mercoledì 28: il Quartiere Cristo anima la città tra calcio e moto. Scopri di più su Alessandria today.

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PRIMA PAGINA Nuova Ferrara di Oggi venerdì, 14 febbraio 2025

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Gino Bartali e il Tour de France del 1948: una vittoria che salvò l'italia

La più grande impresa sportiva della storia italiana, la vittoria di Gino Bartali al Tour de France 1948. Tra colline toscane e sfide alpine, la leggendaria impresa ha cambiato il destino dell’Italia. In questo articolo, esploreremo in dettaglio l’epopea di Gino Bartali attraverso le parole che raccontano di tenacia, passione e audacia. Dal cuore delle colline toscane, dove la sua storia ha…

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more words for characterization (pt. 2)

Attributes of behavior: [A-D] abstemious, accident-prone, acid, acrimonious, adamant, affable, affectionate, agreeable, aimless, aloof, amuck, animated, anxious, arbitrary, ardent, arrogant, ascetic, attentive, austere, avid, backhanded, bad, barbarian, barbarous, beaming, belligerent, big, blindly, boisterous, bossy, brassy, brazen, brusque, cagey, calm, capricious, casual, cavalier, cheeky, chill, chummy, clumsy, cocky/cocksure, combative, comic/comical, compassionate, complaisant, compulsive, conciliatory, considerate, contemptuous, contrary, convivial, cordial, corrupt, courageous, courtly, cowardly, crabby/crabbed, cranky, craven, crotchety, cruel, cunning, daring, dauntless, debonair, decent, decided, defensive, defiant, deliberately, delightful, delirious, demure, detached, diffident, disagreeable, disarming, discreet, disgruntled, disinterested, disobedient, disorderly, disputatious, disruptive, dissolute, distraught, divisive, doctrinaire, dolorous, doting, double-dealing, draconian

[E-J] eager, easy, edgy, effervescent, emotionless, envious, equable, evasive, even-tempered, excitable, exuberant, faithful, fake, false, fanatical, favorably, fearful, feigned, ferocious, fervent/fervid, fickle, fiery, finicky, flamboyant, flighty, flirtatious, foolhardy, foolishly, forceful, forward, fractious, freely, fretful, frivolous, fussy, gamely, genteel, glacial, gluttonous, goody-goody, graceless, grandiose, gritty, gruff, gung ho, halfhearted, hardhearted, haram-scarum, headstrong, hearty, helpless, high and mighty, high-handed, high-strung, holier-than-thou, hot, huffy, humble, hypocritical, idle, ill-mannered, ill-natured, ill-tempered, impatient, impertinent, impolite, importunate, impudent, inactive, inconsiderate, ingratiating, inhuman/inhumane, innocuous, insidious, insubordinate, intractable/intransigent, introverted, invidious, irreconcilable, irreverent, jaded, jaunty, jazzed-up, jovial, jumpy

[K-R] keen, kittenish, lax, lecherous, lethargic, liberal, lifeless, light-headed, litigious, lofty, loquacious, loud, loving, Machiavellian, maladroit, malicious, mannered, martial, mean, meat-eating, menacing, merciful, mercurial, militant, mischievous, miserly, mousy, munificent, naive, nasty, naughty, neglectful, neighborly, nervy, nomadic, noncompliant, nonconformist, nosy, obedient, obliging, obsequious, obtrusive, offhand, on edge, on purpose, orderly, ostentatious, overbearing, overwrought, parsimonious, passionate, peevish, pent-up, peppy, peripatetic, permissive, pert, petulant, philosophical/philosophic, phobic, pitiless, plaintive, playful, plucky, politic, pompous, pragmatic, precipitous/precipitate, predatory, presumptuous, prickly, prissy, profane, prompt, propitious, provident, prudish, puerile, pumped, puritanical, quarrelsome, quick-tempered, racy, raffish, rash, ready, rebellious, reckless, regardful, relentless, remiss, remorseless, renegade, repugnant, resigned, responsible, restful, restrained, retiring, revolutionary, rocky, rollicking, rootin’-tootin’, rousing, rude, runaway, ruthless

[S-Z] safe, sanctimonious, sassy, savage, scintillating, secluded, self-conscious, self-righteous, sentimental, serpentine, severe, shameful, sheepish, shifty, short-sighted, shy, simple, sincere, skittish, slippery, sluggish, small, smooth, snappy, snide, snooty, sober, soft, solid, sophomoric, spineless, spontaneous, sporting/sportive, sprightly, square, staid, starchy, staunch, stealthy, stiff, stingy, stoic/stoical, stony, strained, strait-laced, strenuous, stringent, stuck-up, suave, submissive, subversive, supercilious, supine, surly, sympathetic, tactful, tame, tearful, tempestuous, tender, tense, thankful, theatrical, thieving/thievish, thoughtless, tight, tipsy, touchy, traitorous, treasonous, truculent, true-blue, turbulent, two-faced, unaffected, unasked, unattached, unbridled, uncivilized, uncontrollable, uncouth, undependable, underhand, unemotional, unfriendly, unguarded, unintentional/unintended, unkind, unmerciful, unprejudiced, unreasonable, unrelenting, unruly, unseemly, unsettled, unsophisticated, unsympathetic, untoward, unwary, unwise, unworldly, uppity, urbane, vainglorious, valorous, vengeful, vibrant, vicious, vigilant, violent, virile, vital, volatile, wacky, wanton, warm, wary, watchful, wayward, well-bred, wicked, willful, wily, winning/winsome, witless, yellow, zany, zealous

NOTE

The above are concepts classified according to subject and usage. It not only helps writers and thinkers to organize their ideas but leads them from those very ideas to the words that can best express them.

It was, in part, created to turn an idea into a specific word. By linking together the main entries that share similar concepts, the index makes possible creative semantic connections between words in our language, stimulating thought and broadening vocabulary. Writing Resources PDFs

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Stadium Sweetheart- Jude Bellingham

Genre: fluff, comforting

Author's note: short and sweet🎀

Summary:Can your boyfriend help you choose your stadium's outfit?Of course he can.

"Please recommend me something to wear”

“I don’t know what girls wear at a stadium, darling”

Oh and that was it, his english accent that could literally melt you in any second.But seriously, you literally wore every ‘sportive- girl outfit you have in your closet and you were stressing yourself,t rying to find something decent to wear.

“I might have an idea” you say, a sudden spark of inspiration lighting up your face. You dash over to Jude's side of the closet and pull out one of his jerseys, the one with "BELLINGHAM" and his number emblazoned on the back. Holding it up, you grin.

He raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Going for the full supporter look, are we?"

"Well, I want to be your number one fan, don't I?" You slip the jersey over your head, feeling a rush of excitement. It's a bit oversized, but that only adds to the charm. You pair it with your favorite mini skirt and a pair of white heels.

“Heels to a stadium, you serious?” he says giggling.Maybe that was a bad idea,but girls would do anything to keep the outfit on top.

“Shut up” 

“Yes sir”He says ironically, you can’t help but laugh at his words.

As you make your way to the stadium, the atmosphere is electric. Fans are pouring in, waving flags and singing chants. You feel a sense of pride wearing Jude's name on your back, knowing that you're part of something bigger.

At the stadium, you take your seat among the sea of supporters. The game begins, and you watch Jude on the field, playing with the skill and passion that made you fall for him in the first place. Every time he makes a great play, you jump to your feet, cheering and shouting his name.

When the game is over and your boyfriend’s team wins,you start searching for him on the field and so does he.As soon as he sees you, he blows a kiss towards your direction.

You can’t be more excited for him than you are now.You know how he loves football and achieving his dreams makes only you more proud than you already are.

you get off your seat and walk towards him, hugging him tightly as he gives you a kiss on the forehead.

“I kinda feel like you brought me luck, didn’t you?”

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#2 Yoshida Akimi's 1982 Fusion Product interview

Please check the interviews masterpost here.

“California Monogatari" is A Shoujo Manga

1982.

This interview was taken when California Monogatari had ended, and before Kisshou Tennyou was about to start in 1983. Yoshida-sensei is asked about the next work she wants to draw, and talks passionately about sailor uniforms and sportive fighting spirit. Her passion for sailor uniforms manifested itself in Kisshou Tennyou, and sportive fighting spirit in “Saigo no Natsu” (The Last Summer) (high school baseball) and “Kaihou no Jumon” (Releasing Spell) (tennis).

First published: 1982, Fusion Product, February issue (Report)

“California Monogatari” is a Shoujo Manga

— You seem to have seen the movie “Midnight Cowboy” (1) a lot. Is that correct?

Yoshida: Right. When I was in high school, I was going to see it the moment school was over. I must have seen it 7 or 8 times. I watched it while it was in theaters in high school, and watched it again during re-screenings. 

— Dustin Hoffman dying on the Miami bus in a state of incontinence resembles the way Eve dies. 

Yoshida: You could say that it was my principal inspiration. 

— You also said that you noticed it was similar to East of Eden (2) after people told you about it, right?

Yoshida: Yes, I did. It’s troubling to notice things after being told. I was like “now that you mention it, yes... They are similar!”. But I like it. I like the rivalry and the conflict between brothers. Also I don’t like brothers who are close in age, because they belong to the same generation in the first place. If they are about 10 years apart, then there would be a generation gap between them and I believe then they would be falling out. I think that is more interesting. One would still be a child, and the other one would be an adult. They wouldn’t be able to understand each other at all. And when one of them is in their 20s, the other one would be an uncle in his 30s who has seen his fair share of the world (laughs). Their conflict would last forever, right? I really love stuff like that. Maybe I have some sort of family complex.  

— Huh, do you have siblings, Yoshida-san?

Yoshida: I don’t have any siblings, but when I lived in Kamakura, I had a frail cousin who came to our place to recuperate. It was a boy a year younger than me. As expected, my parents doted on him. I hated it, hated it so much. I hated it so much that I thought maybe I should do something about it, but that would have come to bite me later, wouldn’t it?

— Oh, I see.

Yoshida: You can say that it’s rooted that deep down (laughs), but be it brothers or sisters, I thought I didn’t like all that complicated stuff. That’s why it’s better to be apart in years. 

— Hmm, that’s why you were talking about older brothers. 

Yoshida: That’s why I’ll be drawing them in the future, I’m sure. I love them. 

The story is based on old wounds…

— You’ve started [California Monogatarai] in 1978, right?

Yoshida: I was young back then. Or I should say, reckless. Or maybe I could do it precisely because I was young. It was a completely different story when I first started it. The protagonist was much older too. But since this was a shoujo manga, I made him younger, and it has become a completely different story. 

— Ah, is that why part of the story was taking place in high school?

Yoshida: Right. I had to fix the very basis of the story. 

— What do you mean by that?

Yoshida: It turned out completely different from what I first envisioned it to be. In the original story I had in mind, all the characters were old men. The protagonist was around 25. But they told me no matter how you look at it, 25 would be no good. And I asked, how about if I make him 18? Not putting up a fight against the big shots is one of my principles.

— That must have been tough. But the editors finally gave you the okay, right?

Yoshida: At first, they told me to make it a comedy. I also drew it with that in mind too. But as things progressed, it got darker and darker (laughs). And then they said that it was becoming a problem. They were set on turning it back into a comedy. So rather than saying that California Monogatari was a dark story at its core, I’d say that as more serious parts came up, I made it get on the right track. My editor was thinking about that too. I was supposed to draw something for the preview, and they asked me to draw the characters with 1:2 proportions to add a lighter touch (laughs).

— 1:2 proportions?! (laughs)

Yoshida: They told me to draw with brighter colors to add a comedic touch. I said that my preview cuts would turn out totally unrelated to the contents of the story, but my editor was telling that to me out desperation. It was something that would make the most serious stuff fall apart. And they said that this was something with which we could play around. When I told them they might have a point, they said “all right then, draw it like I told you” (laughs).

— How so? (laughs)

Yoshida: The other party was having their own difficulties too. But I was suffering more. I have this kind of memories form that time. That was no laughing matter. 

— So, those are your old wounds?

Yoshida: You could say I put a lid on all stinky things, but I did have quite a hard time. I can't say I have nice memories from back then. 

— Maybe that’s precisely why you could create such a masterpiece. 

Yoshida: Oh no, that’s not true. 

— For being a story about a boy, things get pretty hard in the second half.

Yoshida: A horror manga (laughs). 

— A horror manga (laughs)?! What?

Yoshida: It was called “California Horror”. It was notorious. 

— Did it have a bad reputation with your editor?

Yoshida: It had a bad reputation in the editing department, and it seemed to have a bad reputation with the readers too. They said the faces were scary. That they preferred how they looked before. But I did try things out a lot before proceeding, you know. My editor said “I can see and appreciate that you tried, but this isn’t progressing” (laughs) with a regretful expression on their face.

— And that’s how you didn’t know how the other readers perceived it. I liked the second half better. Isn’t Heath’s hellish battle face too beautiful?

Yoshida: Yeah. As the person drawing him, I can’t really think he was making such a scary face. But I had an inkling that it was scary. Well, now that the serialization is over, I will be drawing cuter things next time (laughs). I want to be Yoshida-san, the creator of cute drawings. But I have to practice for that first (laughs).

Heath is unfaithful to women

— But after everything is said and done, Heath’s story continued for quite some time. 

Yoshida: Yes it did, that’s true. It wouldn’t be good if I didn’t see it through the end, right? I should give it an outline to a certain degree. He might have disappeared somewhere, I had to make a reason for it. Because otherwise, I wouldn’t hear the end of it (laughs). I mean, saying that Heath just hated everything and everyone in this world, and just disappeared somewhere wouldn’t have cut it, would it now (laughs)?

— There was the Heath-Eve-Butch trio at first, right? But then Heath and Eve’s relation got the center stage. Well, even Elaine disappeared from the story…

Yoshida: That’s true. Was something wrong with it (laughs)?

— Of course not (laughs)! There were three women around Heath. Sueanna, Elaine and Suzie. 

Yoshida: That MC is just fine with anyone, honestly! I can’t tell if he’s a lecher, or if he just likes women. I drew him as a character who doesn’t have a shred of fidelity in him. So accordingly, he can do it with anyone. He wouldn’t refuse anyone if he feels like it.  

— He doesn’t look that kind of guy. On the contrary, he rather looked stoic. Like, how he handled the situation with Eve too. 

Yoshida: Because Eve was a man (laughs). When he’s dealing with a woman, he just doesn’t care and goes at it at full force. The bed scenes are deleted with ink, you know. It was fun, so I drew it (laughs). 

— So, were they taken out? 

Yoshida: Yes. The black panels you see are mostly the deleted scenes. 

— Oh, so that was it. And I thought we had too many black panels. 

Yoshida: I properly drew in them.

— I want to see the drafts.

Yoshida: I can show them when the volumes come out.

— At first, Heath was drawn in a shoujo manga style, but later on, he became closer to a gekiga style. 

Yoshida: But I thought that girls would be reading this manga, and gave it my all drawing him like a boy who would appeal to girls.  

— I see, I see. 

Yoshida: I really gave it my all. I was thinking “I’m not really into this, but it can’t be helped.” (laughs) 

— Then what are you into, Yoshida-san?

Yoshida: It’s hard to explain what I like. I’d say the ideal man cannot be drawn in a manga. I’ve never tried it. 

— Did your drawings become more realistic because you continued serialization for a long time? 

Yoshida: You say it’s changed, but I don’t really know. If I compare it to the beginning, I can see how the style has changed. But drawing the same things over and over again would have gotten boring. It’s a long serialization, so if I don’t play around like drawing slimmer faces and the like, I’m sure I'll end up getting bored. When I was told that their legs were too short, I was like, okay, let’s make them longer then (laughs). I did all sorts of things. 

— You made sure to draw the lines of the guys’s muscles. 

Yoshida: That too. This was a work that was going to be read by girls, so I had to tone it down. There were many people who didn’t like it if it was too realistic. It’s hard to draw while trying to match others’ tastes. I thought I could make money if I did (laugh). I endured it. 

I want to apologize to the guys

— Towards the end of California Monogatari, it didn’t really feel like a shoujo manga anymore. 

Yoshida: But I worked hard to draw a proper shoujo manga. That was my intention. 

— Did you? That was an impressive story. Did you plan to have Eve die in that way?

Yoshida: I didn’t think that much about it. Really. If I must confess, I got a letter asking me if he would die. Then I was like, “Oh, I see... Now that’s another way to go about it.” (laughs).  

— Excuse me?

Yoshida: I had never thought about it until that point. And I thought, well, maybe it’d be better if I did that. 

— You lived up to the expectations (laughs). I see, so that’s why Eve died. 

Yoshida: It wouldn’t have sat well with me if I didn’t meet the expectations. When I think that way, well, you end up like that (laughs). I also like being mean. My editor asked me the same thing. Asked if he would die. They also took it back and said that it would be much more interesting if he didn’t die (laughs). 

— Heath was furious when Eve died. Can you explain his psyche a bit? 

Yoshida: Anyone would be furious if they feel like they have been tricked. At first you go “Huh? No way! For real?”, and then anger takes over. That is how he felt. 

— I thought the characters that got introduced midway, like Alex and Leroy, played really interesting parts. 

Yoshida: Hehe, I didn’t want to go there.

— Oh, why?

Yoshida: I really want to apologize to the guys, I went and drew lies like that. 

— Lies?

Yoshida: Like I said, those were all lies. 

— Why?

Yoshida: Women need to be convinced. But when it comes to men, before being convinced, something else comes first.   

— No questions asked; they just find themselves in the situation they’re in. 

Yoshida: Right. That’s such a shame. To be honest, letting you desires be seen from the outside is pretty pathetic. I’m glad to be born as a woman on that point. There’s that, so it’s like, “okay, male readers, this is a shoujo manga, so cut me some slack”. But I also think that’s fine because I’m drawing under the assumption that men don’t read this. 

— Oh, I see. 

Yoshida: If I were to draw for men, it would never turn out that way. 

— And how would it turn out?

Yoshida: There would be no logic behind it (laughs). It would end, just like that. 

— If you were to draw erotic gekiga, I feel like you would have drawn something awesome.

Yoshida: Erotic gekiga, huh (laughs). 

Jan-Michael Vincent

— Your favorite movies?

Yoshida: There’s a lot. Like Big Wednesday. Jan-Michael Vincent is such a fine man. When he smiles, his smile line goes ding! (laughs) I like when it appears like that. I think, why Japanese men have to have such thin chests? 

— What do you think about old Japanese movies?

Yoshida: I love them. The black and white ones. I like Kobayashi Akira and Ishihara Yuujirou. 

— I see. You must also like “The Game of Death.” (3)

Yoshida: Ehehe.

— What about shoujo manga?

Yoshida: When I was in junior high, I read works of Ichijou Yukari and Morita Jun. 

— Did you decide to become a manga artist then?

Yoshida: No, I had no intention of becoming one. I wanted to become an assistant to a manga artist. I heard from my friends that it was a good part time job that pays well. I thought, “even I can draw some manga!” (laughs) So practiced a lot. I applied to be Hagio-sensei’s assistant, and I lied about my age. You had to be at least 20 to be her assistant, and I was about 18 back then. My friends and I thought that no one would be able to tell. I thought I would fail anyway, so I didn’t take it that seriously. I just mimicked Hagio-sensei’s drawings. I was brave. And when I did, my submission was returned to my address. It had Hagio-sensei’s comments. Being praised in that way made me want to become a manga artist. (laughs) I am a simple woman. I didn’t get to become a manga artist’s assistant though. 

“Do you know what sex is?”

— You said you wanted to draw a tennis manga next.

Yoshida: I do want to draw it, a sports manga about tennis. I want to skip all the ordeals, and only draw that one moment of glory (laughs). 

— What makes it strangely interesting must be that light-heartedness. In “Natsu no Owari ni,” when Mansaku-kun’s friend Hirai-kun pays a visit to Mansaku’s club room, there is a girl there. He gets angry and says “How dare you, when you already have me?!” (laughs) I think stuff like that is really fun. 

Yoshida: But I’d say that’s pretty realistic. Boys are really fun. Two of my male friends back in school told me that they wanted to experience homosexuality once, and tried doing it in their small student room. But they were so embarrassed that in the end, they couldn’t do anything. When they said “But isn’t that strange?”, I asked them what was strange. And they said that although they can’t do it when they were all alone, they could really get serious about it when they had spectators around (laughs). During the year-end party, they did kiss for real. Boys are really weird (laughs). They can do anything as long as people are watching. Maybe that’s what separates boys from girls. 

— I see. 

Yoshida: All of my male friends came from the countryside, so maybe that was in their nature? That’s how things were there. They were driving a car, calling out to high school girls walking among the rice fields. Saying “Hey, do you know what sex is? It feels great you know!” (laughs) And then the girls were getting embarrassed, and they were having fun watching that. After hearing stories like that, I would never run out of plot ideas. I can’t tell if my friends are a blessing or a curse for me. 

It’s shoujo manga anyway

— How long has it been since you became a manga artist?

Yoshida: It’ll soon be 5 years. I might be the only one who didn’t get to draw a color cover page despite being in this business for 5 years. 

— But you’ve been drawing for 5 years, and California Monogatari is over too. You must be feeling confident that you can make it as a manga artist by now. 

Yoshida: Well, I guess I know the ropes of it now. Yeah… I feel like if I do it once, I don’t care about the rest. If I say any more, I’m afraid people will be throwing stones at me (laughs). But being a shoujo manga artist is great. There’s this social stigma around it, right? “Hmph, it’s shoujo manga!” It almost gives me a masochistic pleasure (laughs). I feel like well, it’s me, of course I have to be looked upon. It’s not fun if the general public accepts shoujo manga. It’s nice to be a shoujo manga artist in secret (laughs). In a corner of society, while feeling anxious from the prying eyes, I’m doing something outrageous (laughs). That just feels great (laughs)!

From now on, I’ll draw sports manga and sailor uniforms

— What kind of manga do you want to draw next?

Yoshida: A manga with sailor uniforms. Because I never got to wear a sailor uniform. And a sports manga about tennis. 

— Was your student uniform different?

Yoshida: Mine was suit-type. I have always admired the white ribbon of sailor uniforms. That’s why I want to draw it. My reasons are different from men’s. 

— Well, you said it. 

Yoshida: I told my editor once that I wanted to draw a manga with sailor uniforms. When I did, they said “Okay, I love them too.” But our reasons were completely different. 

— I see. Then we’ll be able to see Yoshida-san’s manga with sailor uniforms. 

Yoshida: My sports manga and my sailor uniform manga. They are next. 

— You said you liked Ikegami Ryoichi. (4) 

Yoshida: Yes. I liked him. There were so many fine men in his stories. You wouldn’t call them high school students (laughs). They are basically perverts, you know. 

— What other manga do you read?

Yoshida: I recently got Sabu to Ichi Torimono Hikae (Sabu and Ichi's Detective Memoirs).

— What did you think about it?

Yoshida: It was amazing. I could feel that it was peak Ishinomori Shotaro-sensei (5). Is this what you’d call the greatness of “stillness”? Right, against that pitch black background, Ichi-san whooshes out his thin cane. It glints, and that’s it. But it has an amazing power. I thought, this must be how you show things through drawings. There are no speed lines whatsoever, it’s all in stop motion. I was overwhelmed. 

— What do you think about recent anime?

Yoshida: I haven’t been watching much. 

— Have you seen “Akuma to Himegimi” (The Devil and the Princess)?

Yoshida: I haven’t seen that either.  

— You haven’t (laughs)?

Yoshida: How cold of me! I haven’t seen it. For me, animation is in black and white, but that’s in the past. Maybe people who watched older anime cannot watch modern anime. 

— So, will we see a sports manga about tennis as your next work? 

Yoshida: Maybe next year. 

— How about a fantasy like “Kaze no Utautai” (Wind Singer)?

Yoshida: Let’s see… I will draw something. One of these days. 

A novel by James Leo Herlihy. An American movie directed by John Schlesinger. Released in 1969. A story about two men living in the loneliness of the big city, a work representing American New Cinema. Won the Best Picture award at the 42nd Academy Awards.↩︎

A John Steinbeck novel based on the story of Abel and Cain from the Old Testament. Adapted into a movie by director Elia Kazan. First movie James Dean starred in. Released in 1955.↩︎

“Battles Without Honor and Humanity” is a movie befitting o its name (1973. Starring Sugawara Bunta). Taking that movie as base, numerous parodies that are impossible to explain each, such as “The Game of Death” (1978 Hong Kong movie starring Bruce Lee), are made.↩︎

A manga artist born in Fukui Prefecture in 1944. His most famous works include “Otoko Gumi” (written by Kariya Tetsu), “Crying Freeman” (written by Koike Kazuo), and “Lord” (written by Buronson).↩︎

(Formerly spelled as Ishi-no-Mori Shotaro) 1938-1998. Manga artist. His real name is Onodera Shotaro. He holds the Guinness World Record for having the most published works. His most famous works include “Cyborg 009”, “Sabu to Ichi Torimono Hikae”, “Hotel”, and “Kamen Rider”.↩︎

[ran-orimoto]

Boom⚡️⚡️🍃⚡️⚡️. I liked the result so much I finished him sooner than I expected. Yes, he’s the kid who destroyed a microwave to Mamma’s and Papà’s joy aganagnahahah. You will see this art one more time, -corrected in minimal parts, weirdly enough-. You will when I post the full piece for the kids (I think I will put them all together, yeah). But for now I can give him a little profile, since you’ve been asking Ran and Kou for one (RIP Toto, come back once you grow up…JK JK ahahah).

Full name: Koujirou Orimoto Shibayama.

Name’s written “光侍郎” with the light kanji, because he was born during Covid period, a year following Kouichi’s death, so when life was slowly restarting in Italy. He takes his name after Kouji.

Nicknames: Kou (by everyone), Kouricino (by Izumi), Koukou (by Toto) + Campione (by Takuya), Polentone (by Ran, as a teasing word she uses to highlight he eats too much polenta lol).

Age: 11

Birthday: 19th of April (Venice)

Grade: 5th grade

Spirit mate: Herissmon.

Personality: Kou is a kid full of interests, always knowing how to spend his days whether it’s sunny or rainy. Being a sportive and energic type, he loves staying outside a lot, but won’t throw a tantrum when the weather doesn’t allow him to play outdoor. Actually, on those occasions, which used to be even more frequent in Venice, he will settle for a quiet reading … Probably of a novel he has forgot to give back to the library in time again, to Izumi’s exasperation. The precocious passion he developed for reading as a toddler helped him know lot of miscellaneous stuff his peers will often blink at, perplexed. Now at the age of 11 he has accumulated a lot of random facts about navigation, included trivias about winds he has also learnt from weekend mornings spent at Venice’s harbour, while waiting for his friends to finish Sunday school.

Like his sister Ran, but with the addition of a pinch of reserve, -and definitely more composure, he believes-, he is a very sociable child, surrounded by friends who often rely on him to put an end to arguments and misunderstandings withoout resorting to anger or violence. Nevertheless, he’s not one who’s known to be able to keep his emotions under control: in truth, Kou can lose his temper pretty quickly when he feels like he’s being mocked or understeemed, and though he doesn’t like it when his parents underline this fact, he’s not that different from Ran , bickering with her whenever it’s possible to grasp the chance and bringing storms into the house almost everyday. He also tends to get vainly arrogant and competitive: especially when people look down at him due to his stout figure, he will show off Takuya’s football teachings and his running speed.

Last, but not least, he has got a clumsy protective side he has inherited from Junpei, from whom he has also taken his adoration for Izumi, from helping her with her restaurant and cooking, despite being a total failure in the activity, to flooding her with drawings as presents, coloured with the hues she and him can see dancing in the skies. When it comes to Junpei, though he gets scolded by him a lot when Izumi is too busy to do so, he’s very affectionate to him, adoring watching his performances, and often trying imitating his habits and dressing preferences, which he is convinced are sign of a very good fashion taste Izumi herself has approved, (oh poor unfortunate, soul, Mum is just too in love to say a word about it now). Because of all these reasons, he will get so disappointed in himself whenever he’s sent in detention, mostly after having buttheaded with Ran or Toto, towards whom he feels like having lot of responsibilities as an elder brother, but they rarely accept those, -fortunately-: like Junpei and Izumi remind him, he’s just a silly kid like them.

[camisoledadparis]

saga: Soumission & Domination 374

Nouvel an 2016-1

Le lendemain retour au Blockhaus. Nous sommes l'avant-veille du nouvel an.

Cette année je me laisse porter puisque mes amours (PH, Ludovic et Ernesto) ont tout organisé.

Les américains qui veulent aider à la préparation se font gentiment envoyer bouler et du coup nous passons notre temps à tester les nouvelles installations sportives. Romain qui squatte maintenant en quasi permanence la maison, nous coache, Tyler, Dan et moi. Avec lui on s'essaye à la barre fixe. Nous plaçons sous la barre un très épais coussin de réception en mousse. On ne regrette pas vu les chutes qui nous amènent à nous réceptionner sur la tête, la nuque ou sur les jambes de travers. Sur un tatami classique nous serions sérieusement abimés ! À la fin de la journée nous arrivons à effectuer quelques soleils acceptables.

Quand nous montons au premier nous doucher, nous trouvons en train de combattre la triplette (Max, Enguerrand et Nathan) et Duke avec João. Alors qu'on commence à se délasser sous l'eau chaude qui coule sur nous, les jeunes nous rejoignent et évidemment ça part en sucette (dans le sens premier du terme !). Ils ont beau avoir combattu plus d'une heure, il leur reste de l'énergie pour attaquer encore.

La chair étant faible, nos bites se tendent et aspirent à être manipulées avec dextérité et passion.

La salle d'eau à les bonnes dimensions pour qu'à 9 nous puissions baiser. Je plie Enguerrand contre le lavabo. Sa hauteur est idéale et mon " petit " beau-frère est confortable pour y subir la saillie que je lui mets. Max s'accapare Dan et Nathan exprime son plaisir de se faire emmancher par Romain, lui-même enculé par Tyler, en ne retenant pas ses petits cris. Je vois João désoeuvré enfoncer ses 22x6 entre les fesses de Dan et ce dernier accuser le coup. 6 de diamètre ça demande en général un peu de préparation.

Il n'empêche, on est tous en situation et la température monte pas uniquement à cause des douches qui coulent.

Enguerrand me demande de changer de position. Il veut qu'on se voit et qu'on puisse se rouler des pelles. Bien qu'encore mouillés, nous passons côté salle de combat. Il se couche sur le dos puis se place en poirier. Je le domine, pousse de la main ma bite vers son trou et plie les jambes. Il souffle quand je rentre mes 20cm bien profonds. Je le pilonne un moment jusqu'à ce qu'il glisse doucement vers le sol. J'accompagne pour ne pas sortir de son antre bien chaud. On se retrouve moi à genoux lui ses fesses en appuis sur mes cuisses. Je me penche et nous nous roulons un gros patin. Il s'accroche à mon cou comme je vais pour m'écarter et reprendre mes va et vient. J'écarte les genoux, il écarte ses cuisses, je l'écrase contre le tatami. Alors que notre pelle passe du niveau affect au stade vorace, je ressens des contractions sur ma bite plantée profond sans bouger. C'est trop bon. Il me masse la queue avec sa rondelle d'une façon qui me rappelle Jimmy !

Il décolle sa bouche de la mienne le temps de me dire de le laisser faire.

On reprend notre bataille de langue. Ma queue subit alors un " branlage " peu commun. Enguerrand bascule son bassin afin de me sortir de son cul avant de se replanter bien profond. A chacun de ses mouvements, il serre sa rondelle au moins 2 à 3 fois. L'effet " traite " est phénoménal ! Quand mon bassin veut basculer, Enguerrand me le bloque en serrant ses cuisses contre ma taille.

Je le laisse totalement gérer ma monté en puissance. 10mn de ce régime et moi qui était déjà bien excité, explose dans son cul en 8 bonnes giclées appuyé par 8 coups de bassin qui nous pousse d'un bon mètre ! Enguerrand jute à son tour et je récupère sa production pour lui donner à lécher.

On finit par une bonne grosse pelle où je retrouve un peu son " gout ". Couchés sur le tatami à reprendre nos esprits, je le questionne sur ses nouvelles capacités.

Là, il m'avoue un peu honteux, que oui il s'est formé auprès de Jimmy. Je le rassure, pas de honte à avoir quand le résultat est de ce niveau. Il me dit qu'Adam n'avait pas voulu savoir d'où il tenait une telle pratique. Ça déclenche en nous un fou rire qui nous tord quelques minutes.

On se refait, enfin on finit notre douches avec les autres, qui ont bien pris leur pieds de leur côté. Le savonnage puis le séchage se fait en partenariat et bien que nous nous soyons déjà vidés les bites de nos quatre jeunes reprennent du volume.

Nous les laissons, mais avant de partir je leur dit que c'est demain le 31 !! Je leur laisse penser qu'ils doivent un peu s'économiser.

31 décembre

 Réveils dispersés, nous petits déjeunons sur un coin de table pour ne pas gêner mes hommes de service en train de finaliser la préparation de la soirée.

Quand on propose notre aide, on se fait envoyer sur les roses.

PH s'est chargé de toute l'organisation. Mes escorts arrivent tous dans la matinée, les invités eux, tout au long de la journée. Tous les escorts homo sont là sauf Jona et François encore en service on ne sait où ! Déformation professionnelle, ils font tous une bonne heure de muscu histoire d'être au mieux de leurs formes. Les résidents permanents du blockhaus les accompagnent.

Dès le début d'après-midi ce sont les amis qui sonnent à la porte et ça n'arrête pas ! Et ce ne sont pas les plus éloignés qui arrivent en dernier. Le lad motard de Bordeaux nous amène Jules. Mes deux motards de la gendarmerie ne pourront nous rejoindre que demain. Obligations professionnelles obligent. Alban et Ric suivent rapidement arrivés de la veille chez André le père de Ric. Ce dernier ne se ressent plus de la balle qui lui a traversé le bras. A part deux belles cicatrices, de part et d'autre, l'épisode est pour eux terminé. Il a dû lui aussi faire quelques exercices avant de venir car je le trouve particulièrement à l'étroit dans sa chemise ! Phil et Luc mes amis/escorts de longue date garent leurs nouvelles motos dans le garage. On discute du mérite respectif de leurs nouveaux engins et je les remercie de prioriser notre nouvel an par rapport aux demandes réitérées de leurs propres clients.

Puis les locaux arrivent avec leurs maris respectifs, Pierre et son Olivier, Arnaud et Léo. Jean Black ramène ses 2m et surtout ses 30x5 cachés derrière la braguette à boutons tendue de son jeans. Louis et son Franck qui comme d'habitude m'apporte un cadeau de son grand-père.

Je m'isole avec eux pour ouvrir le paquet. J'appelle aussitôt son GP pour le gronder gentiment de la folie qu'il a encore faite. Une énorme perle dorée montée pour pouvoir s'accrocher à mon piercing d'oreille ! Je la mets aussitôt et elle fait immédiatement sensation.

Suivent dans le désordre, les jumeaux (Tic et Tac) et petit Théo qui ne l'est plus, si petit ! Sauf en taille !! Daniel, Dorian qui m'assure que Julien (son mari traiteur) nous rejoindra dès la fermeture de la boutique avec Nathan reparti l'aider pour aller fermer plus vite ! Kamal suit  Anthony et Guillaume (son petit copain).

Baz et son frère Gaz sont ramenés de la gare par Côme.

Ludovic a réussi à persuader Aymeric son copain d'enfance qui n'avait pas réagi assez vite pour transformer leur amitié en amour, à son grand désespoir maintenant accepté, de venir. Dans la même année de droit, ils sont restés proches et un peu plus depuis mon départ aux USA (mais je n'ai aucune crainte). Il a tourné la page et maintenant n'hésite plus à sortir avec des mecs, sans ��tre encore fixé.

Justin est bien sûr cette année avec nous. Même s'il a admis (participations régulières aux touzes maison) que son Sosthène est trop beau pour lui être exclusif coté rapport sexuel, il préfère être dans les parages cette nuit particulière.

D'Espagne nous arrivent par le même avion Jaime et Yago qui continu à revoir régulièrement Pierre et Olivier chez qui il a " taffer " l'été dernier plus mes deux escorts lutteurs leurs 22 et 23cm bien larges devraient plaire.  Les recrues de ma filiale ibérique font sensation alors qu'ils se mettent en maillot Addicted dès la porte d'entrée refermée. Il n'est encore que 17h !!

Bien que PH ai précisé de ne rien apporter, les bouteilles s'accumulent. Pas de champagne, ils connaissent tous l'exigence maison, mais de bons Whiskys, les parisiens apportent de la vodka pour accompagner le caviar qu'ils ont encore amené cette année, et pas mal de grand bordeaux et bourgogne.

Dans les derniers apparaissent à ma grande surprise et mon grand plaisir, les 2 lieutenants des chasseurs alpins et un des caporaux qui nous avaient encadrés lors des vacances à la neige, celui que j'avais préféré (Stanislas mon coach, grand format musclé et bite XL). Ça me fait super plaisir. Je roule un patin direct à ce dernier et dois me rappeler qu'il n'est pas venu seul pour réussir à me décoller. Le lieutenant comandant du détachement à l'époque me dit que PH les avait tous invités mais qu'avec l'état d'urgence ils étaient les seul en permission.

C'est vrai que j'aurais aimé les avoir tous, ça aurait fait une sacrée attraction pendant la soirée ! Quand ils arrivent au dernier niveau, après avoir laissé leurs sacs à l'étage du dessous, ils sont happés par l'ambiance ! Heureusement pour eux ils connaissent déjà beaucoup de monde. Enguerrand cherche des yeux celui qui l'avait personnellement coaché et est un peu déçu qu'il ne soit pas là. Il accueille quand même comme il se doit nos trois militaires avec de bonnes pelles bien roulées. Avant la fin du tour, ils avaient une coupe de champagne dans la main et leurs paquets avaient déjà été tâtés plusieurs fois. Je garde mon coach avec moi et lui présente Ric.

Les deux " bêtes " se jaugent du regard. Ils sont aussi balaizes l'un que l'autre. Y'a juste coté queue que le militaire est gagnant : 22x6,5 vs 20x5 ! Alors que mon Capo lui tend la main, Ric l'attire vers lui et l'accueille d'un petit patin. Mon regard baisse et je note que le gros gland qui termine les 22cm militaires déforme le tissu du jeans sur sa hanche gauche !

Nous avons à peine entamés l'apéritif que Julien et Nathan nous rejoignent. Bien que toutes les bites soient raides et que certaines rondelles se dilatent rien qu'à l'idée de ce qu'il va se passer, l'apéro reste relativement " habillé ". À ceux qui ne connaissent pas la maison, je fais visiter la terrasse et explique la fonction des deux bâtiments qui nous collent.

Les milit trouvent nos installations sportive dignes d'un bon club sportif. Comme ils sont là jusqu'à dimanche, ils me disent qu'ils pourront comme cela s'entrainer un peu. Anthony qui trainait dans le coin leur dit qu'ils ne seront pas les seuls et regrette l'absence de Jona et François qui l'aident bien dans l'encadrement sportif.

Pas de diner protocolaire avec mes amis ! Samir et Ammed avec Pablo, aidés de la production de Julien et Nathan ont préparé de grand buffet où chacun peut piocher ce qui lui plait. Le caviar apporté par nos parisiens a du succès et bientôt, pour pouvoir trouver un de ces précieux grains noirs, il faut de la langue les chercher entre des dents amies.

Minuit sonne alors que nous sommes encore tous en position debout !! J'en suis surpris. Du coup, avant que ça parte en orgie romaine, je nous regroupe tous et avec PH et Ludovic nous faisons la distribution de mes petits paquets plats.

Ouvertures, cris, refus de la part de mes militaires, tout comme du cuisinier des 24h moto. Les autres aiment que ça se coordonne avec l'anneau que j'avais offert l'an passé et qu'ils ont tous ce soir.

Petite explication avec les réfractaires et ils finissent par le mettre à leurs poignets. Je m'en sors la bouche endolorie de leurs roulages de pelles.

J'avais prévenu PH que cette année il était interdit de m'offrir quoi que ce soit. Evidemment ils ont désobéi ! Je suis entrainé au rez-de-chaussée jusqu'au garage de l'annexe 2. On traverse le parking encombré de véhicules et avant d'accéder à la cour, un gros paquet barre le passage. Emballé de rose avec un gros noeud, il n'est pas sans rappeler celui que j'avais fait pour la moto d'Éric.

Marc m'aide à soulever le cache et dessous une ZX10R toute neuve rutile. Un mot est sur la selle, j'ouvre l'enveloppe, ils ont tous signé mais ce que je note c'est que ce n'est que pour faire du volume qu'elle est là puisque c'est le modèle 2016 qui me sera livré dès sa sortie.

Ils sont fous !! Mes américains ont un peu de mal à tout comprendre. Les cadeaux et leur symbolique particulière, le mélange Escorts, Amis, Militaires, enfin un peu tout ce qui m'entoure en fait !

Les questions resteront pour plus tard car à partir de ce moment-là les 80 personnes que nous sommes passent en mode " obsédés sexuels ".

Pour ma part je suis accaparé en premier par Ric et Stan(islas) mon Caporal qui tiennent à me faire goûter de leurs deux physiques hors normes. Ils m'entrainent dans la cour de gymnastique et je me retrouve à poil vite fait. Eux aussi d'ailleurs !

Finalement c'est Ric le plus musclé des deux et comme je le savais c'est le milit qui gagne sur les dimensions du sexe. Surtout que bandés comme des taureaux, c'est facile à voir.

Je subis leurs désires de positions pendant toute la durée de notre rapport. Malgré mes 90Kg, je suis une plume entre leurs 4 mains. Je sais que Ric soulève régulièrement 140Kg au développé couché et comme ils en discutent entre eux, Stan prend lui 130 ! C'est bon de se faire baiser sans avoir à réfléchir à quelle position va succéder à une autre. Durant 1 heure, j'ai souvent eu le cul rempli et pas qu'avec la bite de Stan mais aussi avec celles de passage dans le coin. Souvent en sandwich, j'ai défoncé avec ardeur la rondelle de Ric qui ne se plaignait pas d'un tel traitement. Je me suis même retrouvé à l'enculer en double sodo, ma bite compressée par celle du chasseur alpin tout en mordant fermement ses tétons qui font un bon 7mm de longueur raide. C'était en fin de rapport, et l'excitation supplémentaire lui a été fatale. Son jus s'est mis à pulser entre nos abdos. Nos queues bloquées n'ont laissé échapper de quoi remplir les kpotes que quand sa rondelle nous a libérées. Là, j'ai juté des litres tellement j'attendais ce moment ! Le grognement de Stan nous a indiqué que lui aussi prenait grave son pied !

Jardinier

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TIREZ LES ROIS ! 🤴 

[playvodma-films]

PlayVOD Maroc vous propose des rubriques de films en tout genre

Les rubriques présentes sur le site PlayVOD Maroc sont remplies de films en tout genre. Faites-y un tour afin de regarder des comédies, des thrillers, des documentaires et des biopics, entre autres. Avec une interface optimisée et des fonctionnalités innovantes, la plateforme vous offre une expérience cinématographique de qualité. Abonnez-vous, choisissez les titres qui vous plaisent et…

[alfaromeofrance]

Alfa Romeo GTV 2.0 V6 Turbo : une icône intemporelle dans l'écrin de Vérone

Rouge éclatant, lignes sculptées et un V6 sous le capot : la Lancia GTV 2.0 V6 Turbo est bien plus qu’une voiture, c’est une œuvre d’art mécanique. Découverte au Salon de Genève en 1995, cette élégante sportive a fait battre le cœur des passionnés d’Alfa Romeo à une époque où la marque renaissait sous l’égide du groupe Fiat. Aujourd’hui, cette GTV, bichonnée par un collectionneur passionné, traverse les rues historiques de Vérone avec une grâce intemporelle, rappelant l’âge d’or de l’automobile italienne.

Une quête de six ans pour une perle rare

Giovanni Farina, alfiste invétéré, a passé six longues années à chercher la GTV parfaite pour compléter sa collection. Résidant à Vérone, il est tombé sur ce joyau : une GTV 2.0 V6 Turbo immatriculée en 1996, arborant une peinture rouge pastelle et affichant seulement 33 000 kilomètres au compteur. Issue d’une concession Alfa Romeo, cette voiture est restée dans un état exceptionnel, presque comme neuve. Depuis son acquisition en 2018, Farina l’a soigneusement préservée, ne parcourant que quelques kilomètres pour maintenir son éclat.

Sous le capot : un chef-d’œuvre technique

Le cœur de cette GTV est son moteur V6 Turbo de 2 litres, une merveille d’ingénierie Alfa Romeo. Avec ses 200 chevaux, il offre une puissance progressive et raffinée, caractéristique des grands moteurs de la marque. Installé transversalement, il occupe chaque centimètre sous le capot, témoignant de l’audace technique de l’époque. Ce moteur se distingue par sa réactivité et son élasticité, procurant une conduite dynamique tout en restant confortable, même à bas régime.

Une expérience de conduite unique

La GTV séduit par ses sensations de conduite immersives. La position basse, les jambes légèrement étendues et les instruments nichés dans un tableau de bord en forme de "cannocchiale" transportent instantanément dans l’univers des grandes sportives italiennes. Farina souligne que cette version turbo est plus vive et plus plaisante que le modèle 3.0 V6, offrant une puissance immédiate et une aisance en conduite urbaine comme sur route sinueuse.

Malgré ses 30 ans, la GTV conserve une agilité remarquable grâce à son châssis bien équilibré et son système de suspension arrière multilink. Ses commandes robustes, bien que légèrement fermes, renforcent le lien entre le conducteur et la machine, un aspect essentiel pour les amateurs de sensations authentiques.

Un design intemporel dans un cadre historique

Le service photo réalisé dans la ville de Vérone met en valeur l’élégance de la GTV. Devant la basilique de San Zeno Maggiore ou avec Castelvecchio en toile de fond, cette Alfa Romeo semble parfaitement à sa place. Ses lignes en coin, signées Pininfarina, et sa teinte rouge éclatante rappellent que l’Italie est autant le berceau de l’art que de l’automobile.

Un hommage à une époque révolue

Avec seulement 33 000 kilomètres et un entretien méticuleux, cette GTV est une véritable capsule temporelle, incarnant l’esprit d’une époque où Alfa Romeo redéfinissait l’élégance et la sportivité. Aujourd’hui, elle ne se contente pas de rappeler le passé : elle continue d’inspirer les passionnés et de susciter l’admiration.

Pour tout amateur d’automobile, cette GTV est bien plus qu’une voiture : elle est une déclaration d’amour au plaisir de conduire, à l’ingénierie italienne et à la passion éternelle pour la route.

[pier-carlo-universe]

Cesare Fiorio: STRATOSferico, un’icona tra pista e mare. Recensione di Alessandria today

Un omaggio straordinario alla vita e alla carriera di Cesare Fiorio, raccontata dal figlio Cristiano Fiorio.

Un omaggio straordinario alla vita e alla carriera di Cesare Fiorio, raccontata dal figlio Cristiano Fiorio. Un campione dentro e fuori pista.Il libro “Cesare Fiorio: STRATOSferico” è un viaggio emozionante nella vita di un uomo che ha incarnato la passione per la competizione e l’innovazione. Scritto da suo figlio Cristiano Fiorio con la prefazione di Stefano Domenicali, il volume celebra le…

[sgiandubh]

Credo che in questo fandom ci siano persone che seguono le vicende di S e C dall’inizio. Potrebbero collaborare a fare un album fotografico di tutte le ragazze che sono state affibbiate a Sam e vedere come il metodo si ripeta continuamente. La linea che chiamerei “ direttiva “ è ogni volta corredata da vari avvenimenti collaterali. Siamo partiti con una attrice passando per intrattenitrici , figlie di personaggi importanti modelle e ora sportive . Mi convinco sempre più che l’ideatore o gli ideatori di questi amori massmediali siano gli stessi del 2016.Nessuno degli Antis si preoccupa della vita di Caitriona: lei ha diritto alla sua privacy mentre Sam decisamente no.Sam cosa faresti per amore? gli è stato chiesto, tutto farei tutto., ha risposto E sta facendo proprio di tutto per proteggere chi ama.D’altronde se così non fosse queste donne sarebbero apparse al suo fianco in molte occasioni pubbliche essendo lui single alla ricerca del vero amore . Questa noiosa ripetitività come non può colpire anche quelli del lato opposto? E se posso fare un’osservazione S in questi ruoli non recita affatto bene .Una cotta, una passione o anche solamente un’attrazione fisica ti rende felice. Qui non vedo niente di scoppiettante , solo una coppia che sembra clandestina quando l’obiettivo è quello di essere pubblica. Se sei felice non lo puoi nascondere! Scusa la lunghezza di questo intervento ma sono cose talmente assurde e così poco interessanti!!!

Dear @findanserwers,

Sempre un piacere leggerti. Sai, a volte tutta questa farsa mi fa pensare a uno dei nostri programmi di giochi preferiti, su Rai Uno - Affari Tuoi (lo so, lo so, eh? 🤣). Non si sa mai cosa porterà con sé il prossimo pacco - forse un blu, un rosso, forse il Dottore chiamerà 👽... Ma puoi sempre scommettere che l'avidità di denaro e d'attenzione dei 'pacchisti' li terranno lì finché non avranno esaurito tutte le loro possibilità. Boh, anche se sappiamo che gli schemi continuano ad andare avanti, c'è sempre questo strano, quasi perverso senso di anticipazione.

Scrivi:

'I think we have, in this fandom, people who follow S&C's adventures since the very beginning. They could all collaborate and make photo album with all the girls who have been associated with Sam and see the pattern repeating itself over and over again. The line I would call 'directive' is every single time accompanied by all sorts of side events. We started with an actress, passing through entertainers, daughters of important people, models and now athletes. I am increasingly convinced that the creator or creators of these media love stories are the same as in 2016. None of the Antis care about Caitriona's life: she has the right to her privacy, while Sam definitely doesn't. Sam, what would you do for love? he was asked. I would do everything, he answered. And he is doing everything to protect the people he loves. On the other hand, if this were not the case, these women would have appeared at his side on many public occasions as he is officially single and in search of true love. How can this boring repetitiveness not also affect those on the opposite side? And, if I may make an observation, S doesn't act well at all, in these 'roles'. A crush, a passion or even just physical attraction makes you happy. I don't see anything flashy here, just a couple that looks clandestine, when the obvious goal would be to show off freely in public. If you are happy you can't hide it! Sorry for the length of this post but these things are so absurd and so uninteresting!!!'

Isn't it strange that, even if we know it so well, by now, we keep on following all this #shitshow every single time, as if somehow, something might turn out different?

Except it doesn't really, does it? TMcG will always look like he is about to have dental surgery (plus now wearing more make up than Berlusconi or Tutankhamun ever did) and S will always look nervous (who, in their right mind, would think biting his finger was sexy?!), out of place and even sometimes borderline rude. Organic, my foot: I am ready to accept one of their stories might look bizarre and manufactured as fuck, but BOTH? At the SAME TIME?

Yeah. And pigs fly.

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Hello! I have a request. So... seven months ago, I lost the ability to write the way I used to ever since I found warmth when I fell deeply in love.

Instead of tears sprinkling down to form poetry, it’s only petals being carried by a gentle breeze. Why is it harder to write about joy?

How is it that I know numerous words to describe emotional pain but so few to describe this exuberant feeling which is wonderful and almost unbearable (in a good way)? I'm wondering if you could share some words to help describe all kinds of beautiful and positive feeling? Thank you. I love your blog. :)

Hi, thank you for sharing your joy with me. Perhaps there is no need for poetry in the face of happiness, because perhaps happiness demands to be felt. Perhaps happiness is a jealous lover and it demands our undivided attention. In return for your heartwarming message, here are some words related to beautiful, positive feelings that perhaps may help you rediscover poetry:

Afterglow - a pleasant effect or feeling that lingers after something is done, experienced, or achieved

Ardor - an often restless or transitory warmth of feeling

Beatitude - a state of utmost bliss

Blithesome - gay, merry

Cacoëthes - an insatiable desire

Cupidity - strong desire

Delectation - delight, enjoyment

Eudaemonism - a theory that the highest ethical goal is happiness and personal well-being

Eupeptic - cheerful, optimistic

Exuberant - joyously unrestrained and enthusiastic

Exultant - filled with or expressing great joy or triumph

Felicity - the quality or state of being happy

Fervor - intensity of feeling or expression

Frolicsome - full of gaiety; playful, sportive

Gladsome - giving or showing joy; cheerful

Jocund - marked by or suggestive of high spirits and lively mirthfulness

Joie de vivre - keen or buoyant enjoyment of life

Jollity - the quality or state of being jolly; merriment

Lighthearted - cheerfully optimistic and hopeful; easygoing

Manna - a usually sudden and unexpected source of gratification, pleasure, or gain

Mirth - gladness or gaiety as shown by or accompanied with laughter

Pleasance - a feeling of pleasure; delight

Rapture - an expression or manifestation of ecstasy or passion

Ravish - to overcome with emotion (such as joy or delight)

Rollicking - boisterously carefree, joyful, or high-spirited

Roseate - overly optimistic; viewed favorably

Titillating - pleasantly stimulating or exciting

Torrid - ardent, passionate

Vehement - intensely emotional; impassioned, fervid

Zeal - eagerness and ardent interest in pursuit of something

Hope this helps! If it does, do send me a link to your writing, or tag me. I'd love to read your work.

More: On Emotions More: Word Lists

[yourespinninroundinmyhead]

17.04.2025

La charge mentale

Personne ne m’avait prévenue qu’en naissant femme je serai confrontée à une peine innée : celle de devoir être responsable de la vaisselle, des courses, de la nourriture et que sais-je encore. 

Ainsi naître femme t’oblige à répondre à certaines prérogatives et ce sans sourciller. Selon les hommes pour être une femme digne de ce nom qui mérite d’être mariée il faudrait savoir faire à manger pour son homme, laver et astiquer tout l’intérieur, et ce sans jamais se plaindre. C’est ainsi le rôle d’une femme dite « mariable ». Je n’ai jamais été ce type de femme car malheureusement je suis très flemmarde. J’aime ne rien faire et j’aime la contemplation. 

Donc autant vous dire que la contemplation d’une pile de vaisselle sale n’a jamais été ma passion. 

Je mène une vie de rêve avec mon compagnon mais il ne comprend pas ma souffrance de devoir remplir toutes ces charges pendant que lui a tout le loisir de contempler et de s’épanouir à autre chose. Je trouve ça tellement injuste et je me sens tellement incomprise à ce niveau-là. 

Est-ce que cela fait de moi une mauvaise copine ? Une femme qu’on ne peut pas épouser ?

Cette souffrance à l’intérieur de moi me souffle que pour qu’un homme accepte d’infliger ça à sa femme tous les jours c’est qu’il ne doit tout simplement pas l’aimer. 

En effet l’amour ce n’est pas essayer d’être le meilleur de soi-même pour que l’autre puisse donner le meilleur de soi-même également. Un échange coeur à cœur, force à force ; je me donne à toi toute entière tu te donnes à moi tout entier et ainsi nous nous complétons et nous formons un humain presque parfait ? 

Mais pourquoi la femme devrait-elle être cette espèce d’éponge ménagère qui fait tout sans rien dire ? Pourquoi toutes ces responsabilités d’assumer un foyer à elle toute seule ? Pourquoi cette solitude ? C’est le contraire même de l’amour. Pour moi c’est comme une peine de prison. Travaux d’intérêt général jusqu’à la fin de ta vie. Qui aime réellement être assignée à ce rôle d’aide ménagère ? Qui réellement s’épanouit et s’élève en récurant quotidiennement les toilettes pour le confort de tous ?

C’est vraiment dur d’être une femme. Il faut rester jeune, belle sportive, ferme, être ambitieuse mais pas trop, n’avoir aucun poil, sentir bon, être douce, avoir du caractère, être belle, savoir faire le ménage, savoir cuisiner tous les jours et faire la vaisselle à la fin. Et le tout sans jamais élever la voix. 

Est-ce donc ça être une femme ? Une punition ? Une damnation ? 

Ce n’est pas comme ça que j’ai vécu femme. Je me revois enfant et parfois j’ai envie de pleurer. Tous les rêves et espoirs que j’avais sans me rendre compte de toute la difficulté que ça allait être d’être une femme et de toutes les obligations que cela incubait. 

Je me sens si dépassée. J’ai tout le temps, tout le temps l’impression d’être trop ou pas assez. Quand j’étais petite je pensais simplement à réaliser mes rêves, à laisser aller mon imagination, sans réfléchir plus que ça à ma condition de femme. J’étais juste un être vivant qui essayait de trouver un sens, qui essayait de trouver un but dans sa vie et dans ses rêves. Je voyais le monde si vaste à explorer et le monde dans ma tête m’offrait tellement de possibilités illimitées.

Je ne sais pas à quel moment je me suis perdue. Je ne sais pas à quel moment je me suis contentée de cette vie moelleuse et molle. J’ai l’impression que rien n’a de sens et que tout n’est qu’un enchaînement de faits et moi au milieu je suis là sans réellement être là. Je vis vraiment ou je subis juste ce qui se passe ?

Je vis avec un homme qui me dit qu’il m’aime tous les jours. Oui il me le dit et je suis sûre qu’il le pense réellement. Mais quand il me voit faire la vaisselle, la cuisine, la litière, le ménage, pourquoi ne le fait-il pas avec moi ? Pourquoi il ne le fait pas de lui-même ? Pourquoi l’initiative ne part pas de lui ? Ce n’est pas son love language comme on dit maintenant il m’aime autrement. 

Mais je ne cesse de lui répéter inlassablement que je ne veux pas de cette vie là pour moi. 

Je n’ai pas envie d’être seule dans le bateau ingrat des corvées ménagères. C’est peut-être anodin pour lui mais ça ne l’est pas pour moi. 

Je n’ai pas envie de passer à côté de ma vie, je n’ai pas envie de me réveiller un jour en me disant que j’ai gâché tout ce temps dans les corvées ménagères pendant qu’il s’épanouissait à côté de moi. 

Je rêve de vibrer, de frémir, de vivre, de voir de belles couleurs, de souffrir aussi car la souffrance c’est la vie, voyager, découvrir, sauter, danser. Je rêve de vie.

Ce quotidien m’étouffe et je ne sais pas comment lui faire réaliser. Il ne voit pas le porblème quand il voit la vaisselle ou ses affaires traîner. Il ne voit pas le temps que ça me prend ? Il ne voit pas les efforts que ça me demande ? Comment après ça prétendre m’aimer ? 

[soulsoathletic]

Sporting for life

Written by - L A Adithya

Life is a sport, sort of. Life is this, life is that, and whatnot! I'm sure we've heard this very statement an ample number of times from a lot of different people, especially adults, when they're so drenched in their enlightening mood. Advice is slapped left and right onto us that it feels like we're caught in a loop of being lectured on whatever bats the eye.

They may be on to something. Before you write it off as some sort of never-ending nag, hear me out on what I have to say. Let me get right to the point and let you guys know that the wisdom I'm about to share is going to be on living life sportively and literally sporting for life!

So...life is a sport. The volatility of life is what makes it comparable to sports. It is in your teenage years that you've got to understand that you are bound to face highs and lows. Hearing it and intellectually understanding it are the easy parts, the hard part is actually experiencing the low blows and really feeling them.

Possibly the greatest way to prepare yourselves for what's coming is by enrolling yourselves in sports, literally. Let me make it clear that sports offer a lot more than just making one ready to face the hardships forthcoming. This is just one of the myriad reasons. The fact that it is perhaps the best source of happiness and passion is reason enough for one to opt in for it, any kind.

Let's suppose you are in you're in high school, there's evidently no reason for you to not get out there and kick a ball and enroll yourselves in the school's basketball roster, or trial for the track and cross country team, or even make it to the dance team. 'Movement maketh man'; just move around, experience the roller coaster of emotions accompanied by adrenaline that comes with competing for something against different people your age or even older and most importantly, yourselves.

The glamor all the different kinds of sports holds is peculiarly what symbolizes humans. We have no one but ourselves and each other, and playing and competing for and against one another is the epitome of a lively, sportive, and lived life.

You young people must understand that medals are just incentives to what you do. The pleasure comes from merely indulging yourselves in the sport for what it's worth. As you guys grow older, you will certainly go on to tackle unforeseeable cannon events and understand that sporting is for life, and putting an end to it is like creating an enormous void.

If you have no accessories, just sock up, grab a pair of shoes, and go out for a run. Marathon running is the meditation for life. If you look up some marathoners, you'd find that they're probably the wisest among all athletes.

Conclusively, let this blog be a reminder to all you budding teens that sporting is for a lifetime. You can have vast pursuits in your lives, but never forget that playing a game of a sport could be the deciding factor for the completion and fulfillment of life. Signing off...