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Duckverse Day 10: Human Duck
Sooo there is this Mighty Duck's OC Bleu which @fluxchix created but I built a lot on her back story through the years. She's on a duck team that wasn't from Puckworld but the planet Cheribu. That planet's ducks are actually related to Puckworld ducks but that's a longer story lol. It's a magical medieval planet.
Anyways, Bleu normally looks something like this.
She's a 1000+ old plus sorceress. Half saurien too. ANOTHER STORY FOR ANOTHER TIME. I've thought in the past that she would very much so take on a human form while on Earth to fit in more when really exploring. and shopping. She just wants to observe earth culture and not be asked every 5 minutes by a human if she is one of the hockey playing ducks. (She is not.)
There was a picture I saw ages ago that as soon as I saw it I was like THIS IS TOTALLY A HUMAN FORM BLEU WOULD TAKE. And I couldn't find that picture anywhere so I drew from what I remembered. I remembered the drawing of a lady in a navy blue sweater dress with tall boots or socks? Black hair with blue highlights. Kinda Betty Boop type style but anime. SLEEK. I dunnoooo.
What I colored is what I remembered first. Then when I looked up what a sweater dress actually looks like and drew the second picture, getting more of a feeling of how I remembered the picture.
SO THEN I was like hey, what if the picture was a reblog on my MDTAS blog and I actually tagged it with Bleu or Sui Bleu. TURNS OUT. I DID. AND HERE IT IS.
Kinda close? I KINDA KNEW WHAT I WAS GOING FOR. I'm shocked the picture was actually something I had found on tumblr and reblogged and TAGGED it right.
Also why is she dressing like this in hot California I dunno.
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je suis très contente de voir anatomie d'une chute avoir de la reconnaissance à l'étranger mais comme j'aime beaucoup swann arlaud depuis plusieurs années et i am not imune to gatekeep, du coup une partie de moi veux moins de popularité mdr (alors que le film la mérite vraiment).
#je suis vraiment une gatekeepeuse dans l'âme. mais j'aime aussi voir les gens parler de trucs que j'aime bien.#you don't get him like i do (l'épisode de les bleus premiers pas dans la police dans lequel il apparaît et où il est trop mimi) !!!!#et grâce à dieu aussi (un des meilleurs films que j'ai vu avec sa performance incroyable). edit : ET L'ÉTABLI (2023) !!#je vais être pareille voire pire si ça arrive aussi à arieh worthalter ça va gatekeep fort !!#je les aime trop tous les deux#je poste ça parce que j'ai vu un edit de son personnage dans anatomie d'une chute avec plus de deux mille likes.. je dois intervenir#french side of tumblr#up the baguette#swann arlaud#anatomie d'une chute#anatomy of a fall
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le vrai goût de l'automne c'est la tisane frisson dhiver des 2 marmottes
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ça vous arrive aussi d'être de super mauvaise humeur parce que vous avez gâché plusieurs heures sur un bouquin pas ouf?
#balancez les titres des livres qui vont ont fait ça#moi dernièrement c'était tout le bleu du ciel de melissa da costa#une bouse niaise de 800 pages#et le plus récent c'était le roman bioshock de john shirley#je me suis endormie 2x dessus alors que je suis giga fan de bioshock d'habitude#blabla
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J’avais pas reconnu que c’était toi wlh
C'est ma nouvelle aesthetic bleu qui ta perturbé ? Gkekidiz
#la violette me soulait deja donc je suis partie sur du bleu car c'est rare#et que je venais de faire un dessin bleu aussi gjejeizk#yvain le gremlins#kenshi's ask
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Le gars qui n'a jamais vu que Foot 2 Rue, quand il regarde la Coupe du Monde: les Bleus en finale ? c'est comme dans F2R !
#j'aime me dire que je suis drôle#fifa world cup#foot 2 rue#ramenez la coupe à la maison allez les bleus allez#gardez plutôt mdr
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asked the seller if he'll give me a discount or an extension at the risk of sounding like a massive karen. or karéne i suppose since it's from france
#my french b1 i got 4 years ago finally coming through to help me with something#(writing emails on barbie doll biddings)#shouldve said something like allez les bleus je suis desolée pour la finale
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L'épisode 21 a ses sous-titres!
Tout ce que je dis, c'est qu'on se fait dire à la toute dernière minute que ces deux types sont OK en fait, et perso je trouve ça pas hyper convaincant...
#cartouche prince des faubourgs#un des quelques épisodes perdus que je me souvenais spécifiquement avoir vu à la télé à l'époque!#une fois de plus mon habitude de googler des trucs juste pour voir ce que ça donne a été récompensée#je suis à peu près certain d'avoir trouvé ce qu'était le gag de fin d'épisode original#le doublage n'a pas vraiment tenté de traduire#anyways la recette c'est de la truite au bleu VOILÀ.#flashbic draws stuff
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Message de la Fraternité à l’humanité
. . VOUS POUVEZ ENTENDRE CE TEXTE EN CLIQUANT SUR LE LIEN CI-DESSUS . Dans le cœur du silence, porter la vision de la Terre de paix. Dans le cœur de silence, est le cœur de la joie et là porter la vision de la Terre de paix. La vision est précipitée par l’intensité d’attention unie à l’intensité de présence. Il conviendrait en effet que ceux et celles qui choisissent d’être ferments de la…
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#Dans le cœur du silence#est le cœur de la joie et là porter la vision de la Terre de paix.#inspirant j’inspire le rayon bleu#porter la vision de la Terre de paix. Dans le cœur de silence#qu’en expirant Je Suis le rayon bleu
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Oli toujours present
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yesterday, i went to see this movie and it was so great and sweet !! i went to see it because lubna azabal is one of my favorite actresses and i waited for so long to finally be able to watch it in theaters. it's around two hours long with a slow pace and not a lot of action but for me it was still a great film. the rythm letting all the yearning and this story the right amount time to unfold, therefore nothing feels rushed. the trio of main actors and actress are all great, with a lot of chemistry. honestly i can't recommend it enough, if you can go watch it !! especially since it's rare to get such a nice representation of homosexuality and love.
#le bleu du caftan#lubna azabal#saleh bakri#ayoub missioui#moroccan film#moroccan movie#french side of tumblr#c'est pas en français mais regardez le s'il passe près de chez vous !!#je suis pas une très bonne critique mais j'avais envie d'en parler
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that was a great match very very intense argentina and france were both super strong 🥺🥺🥺
#so close to their third star 🤏🏻🤏🏻🤏🏻🤏🏻 eh les bleus je suis depitée mais je vous aime bien 🥺#winning twice in a row.. a dream#it made me really nostalgic of 2018
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oh captain, my captain 🫡 • aurélien tchouaméni
SYNOPSIS: capitaine tchouaméni reporting for duty.
PAIRINGS: aurélien tchouaméni x black!fem!reader
WARNINGS: smut…with a itsy bitsy plot; minors dni (18+ only)
TAGLIST: @trentswrld @trenterprise @hopefulromantic1 @certainsaturn @saturnville @sucredreamer @alika-4466 @f1-football-fiend @yeea-nah @cocobutterqwueen @kairawrites @lettersofgold @irishmanwhore
A/N: just a little something to celebrate captain aurelien 😜
The roar of the crowd echoed through the drenched stands of the Puskás Aréna, with rain pouring heavily over the field. Aurélien Tchouaméni, wearing the captain’s armband for the night, wiped the droplets from his face as he kept his eyes fixed on the ball. France was minutes away from closing out a 4-1 victory against Israel, and the satisfaction of leading the team to such a commanding win coursed through him.
Y/N sat in the stands, her heart racing despite the cold rain soaking through her clothes. She didn’t care; watching Aurélien in his element, leading Les Bleus on the international stage, always made her pulse quicken. Her French was shaky at best, but that didn’t stop her from cheering him on with what little she could muster. Each time his name was called on the pitch, she’d grin, her love for him growing with every play, every command he gave to his teammates.
“Allez! Allez Aurélien!” she shouted, her voice almost swallowed by the rain and cheers around her. Her French was limited, but her enthusiasm was unmistakable.
The final whistle blew, confirming the win. Aurélien stood tall, sharing a brief but victorious smile with his teammates before jogging over to the sideline. After the formalities with the referee, Didier Deschamps congratulated him.
“Très bien, capitaine,” Didier said. (“Very good, captain.”)
Aurélien’s eyes scanned the stands until they locked onto Y/N. She waved at him with a bright grin, and the tiredness he felt from the match seemed to melt away. After a few minutes, he joined her at the exit, rain still falling hard around them.
“Impressive, Captain,” Y/N teased, using the English word to flirt with him. Her French wasn’t strong, but her affection for him was clear. “What are you going to do to celebrate?”
Aurélien smirked, his hand coming to rest on the small of her back as they made their way to the car. “I have a few ideas.”
Back at the hotel, the mood shifted. The rain had followed them, still tapping rhythmically against the window as Y/N stepped out of the bathroom. She had swapped out her rain-soaked clothes for something far more tempting—a cropped French national team jersey, snug against her chest, and a tiny white skirt that barely covered her ass. The outfit left little to the imagination, and that was exactly the point.
Aurélien was waiting for her in the dimly lit room, his tall frame lying casually on the bed, but his eyes were anything but relaxed. They traced every curve of her body, lingering on the exposed skin at the top of her thighs. His jaw tightened, and a slow, wicked smile spread across his face.
“Capitaine,” Y/N said playfully, in her best attempt at French. She knew her accent was off, but Aurélien loved when she tried, especially in moments like these. “Je suis prête pour les… instructions?” (“I’m ready for the… instructions?”)
Aurélien’s eyes darkened with desire, and he pushed himself off the bed, moving toward her with slow, measured steps. He towered over her when he finally reached her, his hand lifting to brush a braid away from her face before trailing down her cheek. His touch was soft, but his voice held an unmistakable command.
“On the bed,” he said, his voice low and filled with intent. “Now.”
Y/N’s breath caught as she obeyed, climbing onto the bed, her heart racing with anticipation. Aurélien followed, his presence dominating the space as he stood at the edge of the bed, looking down at her like he was still in control—just like on the pitch.
“Vous avez besoin de discipline, non?” he murmured, his voice deep and teasing as he let his hands glide along her bare thighs. (“You need discipline, don’t you?”)
Y/N swallowed hard, nodding slightly, but the playful glint in her eyes showed she was still in on the game. “Oui, capitaine.” (“Yes, captain.”)
Aurélien’s lips curved into a grin as he slowly pushed her legs apart, running his fingers along the inside of her thighs, drawing out a soft gasp from her. The rain outside had turned into a steady rhythm, almost in time with the way his hands moved, taking his time to savor every inch of her.
“Good girl,” he whispered, his accent thick and smooth. “Keep those legs just like that.”
Y/N felt her cheeks warm, her breath quickening as his touch became more insistent. His dominance was subtle, always laced with care, but it never failed to leave her breathless. He had a way of commanding her body that left her both weak and craving more.
He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her lips before whispering against them, “You belong to me tonight. I’m still your captain, aren’t I?”
“Yes,” Y/N breathed out, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Then listen closely,” he said, his tone shifting from soft to firm in an instant, “and do everything I tell you. Understood?”
Her response came out as a breathy, eager “Oui, capitaine,” as he slid his hand further up her skirt, his touch electric, and his fingers brushing against her bare pussy.
He froze for a second, his lips curling into a slow, wicked smile. “No panties?” he murmured, kissing his teeth in playful disapproval. “That’s an extra drill, naughty girl.”
The way he said “naughty” in his thick French accent sent a shiver down her spine. Y/N felt her body react immediately, her breath quickening, and her legs parting just a little wider. The teasing, the control he had over her, made her crave more. She could feel herself growing wetter as his fingers lightly teased her folds, not quite giving her what she wanted, but enough to make her squirm.
“You like that, don’t you?” he whispered, his fingers now gliding over her slickness, spreading her essence across her pussy lips. “Making it harder for me to stay in control… You need to be conditioned for next time, don’t you? Have to get you ready for the next match.”
Y/N moaned softly in response, unable to form a coherent reply. Aurélien chuckled, his fingers continuing to play, dipping just inside her before retreating, leaving her on edge.
“Such a good girl,” he murmured, bringing his wet fingers to his lips, tasting her before standing up straighter. “Now… undress me.”
She nodded, quickly but carefully getting onto her knees, her hands reaching for the waistband of his basketball shorts. Aurélien watched her every move, the dominance in his posture unwavering. Slowly, Y/N pulled his shorts down, revealing his boxers. She hesitated, feeling the heat between them rise before she pulled the boxers down as well, his thick erection springing free, the bulbous head already slick with pre-cum.
Y/N swallowed hard, her mouth watering as her eyes locked onto the bead of moisture glistening at the tip. Aurélien watched her with dark, expectant eyes. “Lick it,” he commanded softly, his hand resting on the back of her head.
Obeying, Y/N leaned forward and ran her tongue slowly over the head, savoring the taste of him, her eyes flicking up to meet his as she did. His breath hitched, and his fingers tightened in her braids as she circled the tip with her tongue, teasing him just as he had done to her. Aurélien’s control wavered for a brief moment, but his grip on her hair tightened as he gently guided her down.
“Putain,” he groaned, watching as she began to bob up and down his length, her lips stretching around him. Her hands rested on his thighs for balance as she took him deeper, her tongue pressing against the underside of his shaft. Aurélien’s hips rocked slightly, pushing himself further into her mouth, his breathing becoming heavier with each movement.
“Just like that,” he murmured, his voice husky. “You suck this dick so well…”
She continued her movements, relishing the sounds he made, the way his body tensed and relaxed under her touch. After a few more strokes, Aurélien’s hand tightened in her braids again, and he gently pulled her off him, a string of saliva connecting her lips to his cock as he guided her back onto the bed.
“Turn over,” he commanded softly, his voice low and firm. “Ass up.”
Y/N’s heart raced as she did as she was told, rolling onto her stomach, her body trembling with anticipation. The air felt thick, charged with what was to come, and she whimpered softly as she felt Aurélien’s hot breath against her inner thigh.
He chuckled darkly. “I need to examine you closely,” he whispered, his voice dripping with lust. “Make sure my pretty pussy is ready.”
Without warning, he spread her legs wider, lowering himself between them, and ran his tongue from her clit to her entrance, the sensation making Y/N gasp sharply. His tongue flattened against her folds as he licked her again, this time slower, more deliberate. Her body tensed with every stroke, the pleasure mounting as his hands gripped her thighs firmly, holding her in place.
“Mmm… you taste so good,” he murmured between licks, his voice a deep rumble against her skin. His hands moved to spread her open even wider, and as his tongue worked its magic, one of his fingers brushed lightly against her tight anal ring.
Y/N flinched instinctively, her breath catching in her throat.
“Not ready for that, ma chérie?” Aurélien teased, his voice soft but filled with promise.
She shook her head quickly, her body tense under his touch. He chuckled softly, pressing a kiss to her thigh. “Don’t worry, we’ll save that for another time.”
He continued to pleasure her with his mouth, his tongue working her clit in slow, steady strokes that had her moaning into the sheets, her hips moving in tandem with his ministrations as the tension in her body built. He took his time, savoring every sound she made, every tremor of her body. When he finally deemed her ready, her moans spilling freely into the room, Aurélien sat back on his haunches, admiring the way her pussy glistened.
His hand wrapped around his thick erection, stroking it slowly as he positioned himself behind her. “You’re so wet for me,” he said, his voice low and gravelly. “I knew you’d be ready.”
With one hand on her hip, he slowly guided the head of his cock to her entrance, teasing her with just the tip before pushing inside her, inch by agonizing inch. Y/N gasped, her fingers gripping the sheets as he filled her completely, the sensation overwhelming.
Aurélien groaned softly, his grip tightening on her hips as he leaned over her, his lips brushing her ear. “Good girl,” he whispered, his voice thick with desire. “You take me so perfectly.”
He began to move inside her, his strokes deep and shallow at first, his body hovering over hers. Each thrust sent a wave of pleasure through her, and she moaned loudly, her cries filling the room as he picked up the pace. His hold on her was firm, possessive, and it only heightened the intensity between them. The way she looked, wearing his cropped French jersey with her ass exposed, drove him wild. It made something primal snap inside him, the sight of her body submitting to him in his national colors igniting a fire that burned even hotter.
“Tu es si belle… (You’re so beautiful…),” he growled as he slammed into her, the sound of skin slapping against skin reverberating around the room. His dick drove deeper, faster, as her body arched against him, and he could feel her tightening around him, her breath coming out in ragged gasps.
“Aurélien,” Y/N cried out, her voice muffled slightly as her face pressed into the sheets, but the raw pleasure in her tone was undeniable. She was close, and so was he. Every thrust pushed her closer to the edge, her body trembling beneath him, her cries becoming more frantic.
Aurélien’s eyes darkened as he watched her writhe under him, the sight of her losing herself to him making his control slip. He fucked her harder, his strokes turning relentless as his primal desire took over, driving her into the mattress with every powerful thrust. Her back arched, her fingers gripping the sheets desperately as she neared her release.
“I’m… I’m cumming,” Y/N gasped, her voice breaking as the waves of pleasure crashed over her. Her body convulsed beneath him, her walls clenching tightly around his dick as she cried out, her pleasure spilling out in uncontrollable moans.
Aurélien let out a low growl, his head falling back as her orgasm triggered his own. He thrust into her a few more times, his body tensing as he reached his climax. His eyes rolled back, and he groaned heavenward as he released deep inside her, his dick pulsing with every wave of his orgasm. He emptied himself completely, his breath coming out in ragged pants, overwhelmed by the intensity of it all.
They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies locked together, their breathing heavy and labored. Finally, Aurélien gently pulled out of her, stumbling slightly as he made his way to the bathroom. His legs felt weak from the force of his release, but he managed to grab a towel, dampening it with warm water.
Returning to Y/N, he gently wiped her down, his touch tender and careful. “Tu vas bien? (Are you okay?)” he asked softly, his voice laced with concern as he made sure she was comfortable.
Y/N nodded, still catching her breath, her body feeling like jelly after the intensity of what they’d just shared. Aurélien tossed the towel aside, pulling her into his arms and lying back on the bed, pressing her against his chest. He kissed the top of her head, his hands running soothingly up and down her back.
“Viens ici, ma belle… (Come here, my beautiful…),” he murmured, using a soft term of endearment as he held her close, their bodies tangled together. The warmth of his embrace, combined with the lingering afterglow, made her feel safe, cherished. They stayed like that, basking in the quiet intimacy that followed their wild celebration.
#emjayewrites#aurelien tchouameni#aurelien tchouameni x black reader#footballer x black reader#football x reader#football fic#french nt fanfic
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Le mariage est passé et la pression qui l'entourait aussi. Me voilà avec un nouveau nom et pas mal de paperasse à faire. Cette journée de samedi 07 septembre restera dans ma mémoire. Même si mon mariage était petit, il était à mon image. Pourtant, je n'y suis pas pour grand chose, ce sont mes enfants et en particulier ma belle-fille et ma fille qui se sont occupées de tout. Ma fille m'a coiffé et elle m'a rendu plus jolie et plus sûre de moi dans ma robe champêtre. Mon mari quand à lui, était tellement paniqué à l'idée de ne pas porter de veste sur sa chemise, qu'il est allé en acheté une 1 heure avant la cérémonie. Il a aussi prit une autre chemise, celle que nous avions choisit étant trop cool pour être porté avec une veste de costume. Nous avons rejoins nos invités sur le parking de la mairie et tous mon complimenté sur ma robe, pourtant simple et peu cher (acheté sur Temu, c'est dire ! ) mais qui m'allait à ravir et me correspondait tout à fait. Nous avions demandé aux invités de ne pas s'habiller exprès mais les témoins étaient magnifiques. Mes fils en chemise rose pale et nœud papillon bleu et ma fille et ma belle-fille en robe longue rose. Avant que la cérémonie ne commence, je me suis renseignée sur un point avec l'adjointe au maire qui me regarde et me dit : Mais ce n'est pas vous la mariée ? ... Pour elle, une mariée doit forcément porter une robe blanche et être âgée de moins de 50 ans, je présume. Ensuite, elle s'est trompée dans le prénom du mariée et elle n'a pas vu que les 4 témoins n'ont pas tous signés sur les documents. Mais elle nous a fait une belle photo avec mes 12 invités alors, je lui pardonne ! Nous sommes allés boire un café et faire des photos avant d'aller au restaurant à midi. Les enfants avaient préparé une voiture ballait, celle qui ferme le cortège, avec des plumeaux colorés sur les rétroviseurs et un déambulateur gonflable sur le coffre ! Après un délicieux déjeuner, nous étions tous invités chez mon fils et ma belle-fille pour manger les gâteaux préparé par ma belle-fille. Mon mari a fait duré le plaisir en passant en voiture dans le centre ville, tout en klaxonnant. Les autres ont suivit. Un petit cortège mais un cortège bruyant tout de même . Chez mes enfants, le salon avait été merveilleusement décoré, dans les tons rose et or. Il y avait des ballons partout, une table avec des gâteaux dont une pavlova en forme de cœur, un livre d'Or, deux mariées en résine (encore plus vieux que nous), un coin photo avec des accessoires pour se déguiser et un fond musicale année 80. C'était vraiment génial et l'ambiance était super. Ma tant redouté belle-mère, la femme de mon père, m'a même dit s'être plus amusée à mon mariage qu'à celui de sa petite-fille, quelques semaines auparavant. Ce fut un mariage tout simple, à notre image, entouré des gens que nous aimons, même si tous n'ont pas pu être présent, car nous vivons très loin de ma famille. Mais mes enfants étaient là, mon petit fils aussi, mon père avait également fait le déplacement ainsi que la sœur de mon mari et tous ont contribués à faire de ce jour une belle réussite que nous garderons à jamais dans nos cœurs.
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TEXTES FRANCAIS POUR VOS CREAS
quelques idées de texte pour agrémenter vos créations graphiques (ou tout ce que vous voulez en fait), la liste a été constituée avec des paroles d'artistes francophones dans divers styles musicaux, rdv en fin de post pour trouver les crédits !
je risque de rajouter souvent quelques petites idées de ce que je trouve cool au fur et à mesure (y'en a jamais assez). ❤️❤️
tw langage vulgaire et cru
màj : 09.09.2024
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aimer d'amour • besoin de t'aimer • aimer comme moi je t'aime • quand le soleil s'endort • en face de l'interdit • la nuit gardera nos secrets • vois tous ces visages • j'ai fumé mes doutes • j'ai trouvé mes alliés • c'est pas une question d'oseille • jusqu'à perdre ma raison d'être • entre mes cris se cachent des mots • rêver j'en ai l'habitude , changer d'altitude • me libérer de ma lassitude • l'insolence des gens heureux • accroché à ma solitude • je m'invente des histoires • on se moque • tu es ma chance • entre mes deux cuisses y'a la porte qui mène les âmes dans le monde des humains • appelle-moi madame • j′suis bien plus qu′un homme • ne supporte pas de me voir reine • madame • j′aime pas les gens • la rage et le feu • idées de merdes • envie de lécher ces câbles électriques • j'ai ces bruits dans ma tête • j'ai perdu la tête • quoi qu'il advienne • mon cœur est stone • l'amour me fait mal au corps • me me quitte pas • des liasses de regret • rien à prouver • les putes comme moi portent les rêves des hommes • avant que je me fane • poser mes lèvres sur les tiennes • petit coeur gris • tu m'as volé • j'mennuie d'son sourire • nuit sans soleil • piégé mon âme • mots craintifs • gravé en moi • filer les étoiles • je cours sans raison • laisse passer l'orage • n'aie pas peur des flammes • ici tout brûle d'un feu de paille • fini le temps des poètes • que des mélo-mélo' dans ma tête • mais mon rêve ma chérie, c’est de me perdre dans tes yeux bleus • coma idyllique • je suis un amoureux du vice • goûter l'atmosphère • au fond je crois que j'agonise • madame • j'temmerde • narcisse • injecté
PETiTOM (aimer d'amour, afterglow, alliés, monnaie, I forgot, what is love ?) ; Molière l'opéra urbain (rêver j'en ai l'habitude, on se moque) ; Morgan (madame, phobie d'impulsion, j'temmerde) ; Yseult (corps, I LOVE YOU, rien à prouver, sans raison) ; Solann (rome, narcisse) ; Pablo Vittar, Yseult & Sevdaliza (alibi) ; Thérapie TAXI (salop(e), coma idyllique).
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childhood lover ✩ kylian mbappé
summary: about getting married and having a life with your first love.
faceclaim: julie tuzet
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ynusername allez les bleus 🫡⚽️
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k.mbappe Mon porte bonheur 😍 (my lucky charm)
ynusername @k.mbappe heheh 🙈
user1 so pretty
user2 i want a love like theirs
user3 you’re so sweet
user4 i don’t know if i want to be kylian or y/n
user5 loving how you guys support each other 😓
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k.mbappe Merci d'être à moi et d'avoir accepté de passer le reste de ta vie avec moi. Tout en toi m'enchante et je suis reconnaissant de t'avoir à mes côtés. Je vous aime 😍 (thank you for being mine and agreeing to spend the rest of your life with me. everything about you enchants me and i am grateful to have you by my side. i love you!)
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ynusername je n'ai pas de mots pour décrire à quel point je t'aime. merci de m'avoir choisi comme épouse 🤍🫶🏻 (i have no words to describe how much I love you. thank you for choosing me as your wife!)
user1 @ynusername i’m fucking crying i love you guys so much
user2 @ynusername happy two years married, happy for you guys 🥺
user3 now we want a mini mbappé
user4 you are made for each other
user5 love is real and it was created by you guys
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ynusername celebrating two years of the best day of my life, it was literally my dream come true! <3
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antonelaroccuzzo 😍😍
k.mbappe Je n'oublierai jamais ce que j'ai ressenti quand je t'ai vu dans cette robe marcher dans l'allée, inoubliable. 😵💫 (i’ll never forget how I felt when I saw you in that dress walking down the aisle, unforgettable.)
ynusername et je n'oublierai jamais ce que j'ai ressenti quand je t'ai vu m'attendre là-bas 🫶🏻 (and i’ll never forget how i felt when i saw you waiting for me there)
user1 i hope one day 😭
user2 the most beautiful couple in the world
user3 it moves me to see how much you love each other
user4 honestly this is way better than romeo and juliet
user5 this is true love 🥹!! omg i can’t hold back my tears.
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ynusername our date nights are always the best ones! 💗
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k.mbappe ❤️❤️❤️
user1 we love to see you guys happy
user2 @disney i think you guys lost them but don’t worry!! they are fine and happy in paris 🫡
user3 my dream couple
user4 such a beautiful couple
user5 you both are so adorable
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k.mbappe Few months to be 3 of us. We are grateful that you chose us as mom and dad. 💙
(Mommy was grumpy in the last pic because she was hungry 🥹)
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ynusername we love you 🥲🩷
user1 OMFG
antonelaroccuzzo 😍😍
ethanmbappe ❤️❤️
user2 I WANT TO BE THEIR BABY
user3 this baby will be so loved, very happy for you! 🫶🏻
user4 you guys deserve it!!!
user5 BABY KYKY OMG
user6 ITS A BOY?
user7 @user6 i think so…..? BECAUSE HE PUTS THE BLUE HEART
user8 @user6 @user7 YEAH BUT Y/N COMMENTED WITH THE PINK ONE
user9 how to get inside someone's belly google search
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ynusername happy, expecting a baby boy and in paris :)
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k.mbappe The prettiest mom in the whole world!
ynusername @k.mbappe simp!! 😛
user1 how far along are you???
ynusername @user1 hey!!! 4 months 😁
user2 y/n, we’re so excited and happy!!!!!!!!! please share everything here
ynusername @user2 of course!!!!!!!! i’m so so excited as well
user3 do you already know the name??
ynusername @user3 we are so confused about it 🥲😓
user4 when is the baby due????? 😭
ynusername @user4 october 🙈
user5 the baby bump IM GONNA CRY
user6 ITS A BOY OMGGGG
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