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fidjiefidjie · 1 year
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Bonne matinée 💙🆕️🩷
Outed 🎶 Vie tranquille
(Ondes de gravité)
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dagonet · 1 year
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La Vie est un long fleuve tranquille (1988) réal. Étienne Chatiliez
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chaotictomtom · 1 month
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envie de chialer (me refaire 2001 a space odyssey me fait réaliser à quel point j'aime le cinéma)
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mariocki · 10 months
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La vie est un long fleuve tranquille (Life Is a Long Quiet River, 1988)
"My poor Louis. So you'll never be able to replace her? Your sorrow was hard to bear at the cemetery. Today is a red-letter day. Not only have you lost your dear wife, but also your career, your reputation and your life. I'm going to crush you like a piece of shit."
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gay-impressionist · 2 years
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passer d'un campus désert à un campus plein d'étudiant.es : 0/10, do not recommend
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kaantt · 9 months
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COMMENT ÇA C'EST CATHERINE FUCKING HIEGEL QUI JOUE JOSETTE DANS LA VIE EST UN LONG FLEUVE TRANQUILLE ???
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jezatalks · 2 years
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J'ai postulé à l'offre évolutive en emploi dans une superbe atelier parisien.
Wish me luck.
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avlewis · 7 months
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Hier vers 13h20 quand les enfants reviennent à l'école, j'ai un petit de 8/10ans qui me dit "Ça fait du bien de retourner à l'école" il était tout content. Et moi je lui ai dit "Pas pour moi" en rigolant, et j'ai pensée que quitter la fac m'a fait le plus grand bien. Comme quoi les études c'était pas forcément pour le mieux dans mon cas x) . Conclusion: Ne vous forcer pas à faire des choses qui ne vous plaisent pas, ça vous ruine la santé pour pas grand choses, et franchement ça vaut pas le coup x) .
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I’m not very christian EXCEPT to sing Jésus revient
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blackspot-mpc · 2 years
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Pensar y existir, saber que me conecto aquí y no en sociedad  
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dagonet · 1 year
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La Vie est un long fleuve tranquille (1988) réal. Étienne Chatiliez
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coolvieilledentelle · 2 months
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La vie n'est pas un long fleuve tranquille, mais elle offre quelques îles de tendresse. Sandra Dulier
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gay-impressionist · 1 year
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ptn évidemment dans mon train je suis assise devant deux mamies à la voix rauque qui parlent fort
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memoiremunson · 1 year
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Saccharine Mornings - Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader
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Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader
Summary: Eddie admires your process getting ready.
A/N: I know it's been a while but life has been crazy (in a good way!) and today I just felt inspired to finally write this idea that i've had floating around! Also, I felt this wasn't my best work so i might update it later but for now, c'est la vie! As always, hope you enjoy!
Word Count: 581
Warnings: nudity, kissing, fluff
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The morning had been crisp when Eddie first felt his consciousness work to alert his sore, tired limbs. He became acutely aware of the dark ringlets tickling his cheeks.
Groaning, his hand felt for a hair tie, rummaging through the wrinkled sheets as his eyes closed in desperation to gain as much sleep as possible. Finding one of yours, as yours always had a metal band rather than just elastic, he smiled lazily.
Sitting up, the sheets pooled in his lap, soft and warm from the heat garnered by your nude bodies. He slowly gathered his ruly curls into a low bun. Eddie finally broke his eyes open.
The golden sunlight had managed to crack through the curtains. Eddie let out a happy sigh as this was probably one of his favorite times of the day. He could hear the shower head running and gradually creaking to an end, signaling you had finished your morning shower.
Eddie waited patiently in bed, much more awake now that he was about to watch you get ready. Eddie simply loved watching you pamper and ready yourself for the day ahead. It was something that was both intimate and domestic in its nature.
He could never pinpoint how he came to love this act of normalcy but in his eyes, you were the epitome of beauty. He always felt that your beauty was a clear glass reflection of how beautiful your soul is.
Breaking his stream of thoughts about you, you walked out in a towel. A smile spread across your face as you met his honey-brown eyes.
You could still see the blanket of sleep over him but his eyes still lit ablaze every time you met them. You scanned his frame, how the sunlight seemed to kiss his chest, highlighting his various tattoos. You loved Eddie like this. Relaxed, hair fluffy and wild, and absolutely love-smitten.
Soft “good morning’s” are exchanged but kept quiet to not interrupt the tranquility of the moment. You immediately went to do your after-shower routine. Dropping your towel, you poured lotion onto your palms, warming them up before lathering your skin.
Eddie watched and basked in the glory of your womanly form. He drank in the way you so delicately rubbed the sweet-smelling cream into your skin, massaging it in with expertise.
He sometimes asked if he could do it for you but today was not one of those days, today he simply wanted to admire.
The room is quiet as the only sounds are of you rustling around putting on various products and Eddie’s light breathing. His eyes glaze over as you finish putting your lipstick on.
Finished with your routine, you make your way over to his side of the bed before planting a kiss on his full lips. He drinks in the soft moan you let out as he pulls you in tighter from your neck. You break the kiss, happy that the lipstick’s promise of being smudge-proof proved true.
“I’ll see you after work, yeah?” You ask. Voice low and eyes desperately lost in the depths of Eddie’s doe eyes.
“Of course, baby. I’ll be there to pick you up like always.” He smirks. His thumb brushing your cheek ever so lightly.
Blushing, you finally make your way out of the room towards the front door, leaving for work.
Eddie runs his fingers over his lips with the gentlest touch where your saccharine lips once were. He wonders how he got ever so lucky.
Thank you for reading, Angel! <3
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prosedumonde · 2 months
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N’espère pas jouir, car ton plaisir t’anéantirait. N’espère pas être amoureuse, car tu n’en vaux pas la peine : ceux qui t’aimeraient t’aimeraient pour tes mirages, jamais pour ta vérité. N’espère pas que la vie t’apporte quoi que ce soit, car chaque année qui passera t’enlèvera quelque chose. N’espère pas même une chose aussi simple que le calme, car tu n’as aucune raison d’être tranquille.
Amélie Nothomb, Stupeur et tremblements
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l0serloki · 2 months
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hiii, it's my first time making a request and I'm not a native speaker so sorry for my English but could you do something like y/n having like a break down before going to sleep and chamber starts singing 'La Vie en rose's to calm her down
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Chamber x Reader
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A/N : Your english is perfect!! And I hope I did the request justice. If you want something more feel free to send me another :))
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Life was shit.
That’s what you had told yourself all day as you pushed through every menial task Brimstone had given you. It was a pain and it didn’t help that you were sore from your previous mission. 
“Y/N would you mind-“ Sage cut herself off as she took in your pathetic form. Your body was slumped and the dark circles under your eyes were very apparent. 
“Are you okay?” She questioned and you could only do so much to keep yourself from crying. You could only shrug as she ushered you down the hall.
“You need to rest. That’s an order.” She directed you to your bedroom and turned on her heel. She was right, you did need to sleep but you doubted it would come with all the thoughts plaguing you.
You flopped against the bed as your body silently shook from the days pain. It felt like almost nothing could cheer you up. 
It seemed the universe had different ideas.
“Darling is that you?” Chamber’s voice echoed as he entered the room. His eyes widened as he took in your form. His hands gripped at your torso as he pulled you against him, cradling your head to his chest. 
“What’s happened?” 
It felt pitiful to say you just had a long day. You knew that he would understand but he had even more duties sometimes. And yet here you were, crying to him. You stayed silent as his fingers traced along your cheeks. 
“Why don’t we lay down, hm?” His presence was soothing as he pulled you up the bed. Your head laid on the side of his shoulder as your body still sobbed. Chamber made a few calming motions with his hands before he started to hum. The melody was one you knew well. It was the first song you had mentioned when he had talked about home. He had laughed and said it was a classic. 
The memory itself brought you out of your head and Chamber’s soft voice only added to the comfort you so desperately needed. You stayed resting against his embrace, the occasion noise coming from outside HQ. Your eyes drooped as sleep came to take you, despite wanting to continue listening to Vincent’s tranquillizing melodies.
“Go to sleep amour. You need it.” His fingers pushed lightly against your eyelids. You listened to his words as you finally got the rest you needed and deserved.
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