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toulouselautrec.bsky.social
Reclining Woman, Lassitude (Femme sur le dos, Lassitude) from Elles
Gift of Abby Aldrich Rockefeller
November 1, 2026 at 7:31 PM
ashemina.bsky.social
Le 29 octobre, le moteur de recherche du programme ne fonctionnait pas.
Donc, certains balançaient le lien à tout va, mais personne n'avait vérifié qu'il fonctionnait.
Lassitude, hein, lassitude.
#gauche #glucksmann
November 4, 2026 at 9:05 AM
snihsreddiw.bsky.social
LASSITUDE IS LAVA!!
November 2, 2026 at 4:18 PM
runa-liore.itch.io
But what if she becomes too sleepy even to read visual novel??? The true torpor, the curse of slumber beyond mere lassitude and languor,

The curse of 4pm sleepy girl
November 2, 2026 at 9:11 PM
thehomeworkogre.bsky.social
post-trickery lassitude
Marlowe the tuxedo kitten, all wrapped up in a discarded puffer jacket, still warm from its owner
October 31, 2026 at 9:44 PM
hotsawz.bsky.social
🎶The future is within your sights
And its the hope you feel inside 🎶
Lassitude (Club Mix)
YouTube video by DJ Fresh - Topic
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November 4, 2026 at 10:54 AM
donjuandvro.bsky.social
vu les pétitions à l'AN, tu as aussi un moment de lassitude
November 1, 2026 at 9:50 AM
tristanlescot.bsky.social
Lassitude…
November 2, 2026 at 5:07 PM
geopolitis.bsky.social
concentré d'éléments de langages des soumis à Mélenchon de LFI, qui en profite pour se montrer à son avantage entouré de ses amazones

Une période chaotique s'ouvre, bon courage à tous les Français lucides.

Une petite satisfaction toutefois, une participation moindre que prévue, signe de lassitude
October 31, 2026 at 3:47 PM
roggmatz.com
Today’s word of the day: Lassitude.

“State of physical or mental weariness; lack of energy.”
November 5, 2026 at 10:04 PM
jkermarrec.bsky.social
Perso, la lassitude remonte à au moins 20 ans 🙃 J'adore le Sakuraba des années 90, où ses BO étaient plus équilibrées, avec des moments délicats voire poétiques, mais vers l'époque de Baten Kaitos 2, il a commencé à faire de la musique orchestrale très lourde, assez répétitive et pénible à écouter.
November 5, 2026 at 8:06 AM
aricostello.bsky.social
Today, remember, is just the *beginning* of the struggle to now actually dismantle MAGA — not the end of it.

Don’t deceive yourselves that it will be easy or quick…

I feel a great exhaustion and lassitude today. I’m sure I’m not alone….
mollyjongfast.bsky.social Molly Jong-Fast @mollyjongfast.bsky.social · 1d
Rejecting trumpism
carlquintanilla.bsky.social Carl Quintanilla @carlquintanilla.bsky.social · 1d
Best day for the Dow in 19 months.

@barchart.com
November 4, 2026 at 11:23 PM
bastienpean.bsky.social
J'ai aussi eu du mal avec les longueurs du 1, honnêtement le 2 est vraiment super à mes yeux car dès que tu ressens un peu de lassitude côté histoire, tu as plein de choses chouettes à faire autour.
November 3, 2026 at 2:36 PM
lepoint.fr
La lassitude gagne l’électorat évangélique blanc acquis à Trump analyse le chercheur André Gagné. Mais cette désillusion ne profitera pas forcément aux démocrates.

➡️ https://l.lepoint.fr/wqw
November 1, 2026 at 8:56 AM
uskvarna.bsky.social
Même ressenti sur greylune
Après 1 partie je trouvais le nombre de cartes trop faible créant une redondance sur la stratégie ( objets, potion tune ou héros et voilaaaaa ) source de lassitude
November 4, 2026 at 6:05 PM
timouton.bsky.social
Dernier conseil en date concernant la fatigue dûe au manque de sommeil : prendre de la vitamine. Je commence à ressentir une certaine lassitude pour ne pas dire de l'agacement.
November 4, 2026 at 9:44 AM
marineleduc.bsky.social
A 11 h heure locale, la participation reste très faible (6,8%). Au premier tour, il n'y a eu que 23% de participation, un record depuis la fin du communisme.

La présidentielle est souvent boudée par les Bulgares, mais s'ajoute à cela une lassitude politique (il y a eu 8 législatives en 5 ans)
November 1, 2026 at 10:28 AM
denisprindle18-2.bsky.social
Pour moi, c'est plié

#lapen sera élue
Dans un fauteuil
Confortable
Grâce aux vomis des supporters de @gabriel-attal.bsky.social qui, H24, tapent sur #EdouardPhilippe qui est devant leur candidat...
#Hélas
#lassitude
November 4, 2026 at 1:54 PM
ziamacmarten.bsky.social
just the worst candidate running somehow. Even with Paxton's lassitude.
October 29, 2026 at 9:11 PM
wildycaro.bsky.social
Ce regard résigné, je le reconnais : l’art de faire face à la routine avec humour et une pointe de lassitude. Messieurs, la vraie force tranquille, c’est ça. Pas besoin d’en faire des caisses pour tenir la maison.
November 5, 2026 at 8:47 AM
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
We wondered in the silence if there was not a reason for that lassitude,
if it was not all preparation for some elaborate plan.

The silence itself confirmed our suspicions.
The action and inaction of our foes spoke louder than any words.
November 5, 2026 at 7:51 PM
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
We wondered in the silence if there was not a reason for that lassitude,
if it was not all preparation for some elaborate plan.

The silence itself confirmed our suspicions.
The action and inaction of our foes spoke louder than any words.
November 5, 2026 at 7:16 AM
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
We wondered in the silence if there was not a reason for that lassitude,
if it was not all preparation for some elaborate plan.

The silence itself confirmed our suspicions.
The action and inaction of our foes spoke louder than any words.
November 5, 2026 at 10:47 AM
kalansphantomff.bsky.social
“Ed….Edward,” Ed heard the voice as if from a great distance, soft and persistent, cutting through dreams that were warm and safe. “Rrrmmm…” Ed kept his eyes firmly shut as he felt himself being nudged with a gentle hand on his hip. “G’way…” Waking up was too hard. He was so comfortable, with a lassitude that made it impossible to drag his eyes open. He was half lost in a haze of some dream that was filled with something tantalizing if he could just reach a little further. Something that smelled of sweet lemon and earthy sandalwood, but the voice refused to let him sink further into his dreams. “Please, Ed.” Strong hands moved to cup either side of his hips, nudging him again until Ed’s head lolled a little as he was lifted upwards. Please, Ed, omega… please, please! Some ghost of a dream dragged through Ed’s thoughts, threatening to pull him down. Then he was brought back to the physical with very real hands touching him. The broad palms skirted along his shirt, cutting through some of the lassitude so he could arch up into their touch. Bare skin to bare skin in a brief touch that had him trying to press back into it. It had been like his dream. Hazy memories of heat and liquid fire, sear lips on naked skin, caused him to let out a protesting noise even as he was coaxed away from the most comfortable ‘bed’ he’d ever had. He reached out to stop the stubborn hands from moving him, only to feel silk beneath his fingers. Silk. He knew someone that wore silk. The omega tried to piece two thoughts together in his sleep-hazed protests, but he couldn’t remember why the silk was important. He felt his hips pushing against something hard and uncomfortable, like a gap in his mattress. There shouldn’t have been anything uncomfortable around him. Not right now. His nest had never been full of hard, cold metal. That woke Ed up enough to let out an angry hiss of protest. How dare he be woken up? How dare he be moved? He pried open one eye only to be met with the darkness that only came from being burrowed beneath a blanket. “I need to go to the restroom, Edward,” the voice persisted. The blanket pulled back leaving Ed blinking owlishly at dim light while cold air kissed his damp cheeks. Damp cheeks? Was he sweating? “Wha?” Ed frowned as the alpha peered down at him with strained amusement. No, not just an alpha. Stede. His coworker. “Stede?” Why was he having problems thinking? He shifted forward again, trying to regain Stede’s warmth. “I’m just going to the restroom, just a couple of minutes,” Stede whispered, reaching up to catch Ed’s wrists. Ed hadn’t been aware he’d fisted Stede’s shirt, but there he was, grasping the material tightly. “Ed?” Ed blinked slowly, trying to have just one more coherent thought, but all he could think was alpha, chest, alpha, chest. Because his grip had pulled the shirt down enough to give him a peek at more of the alpha’s skin than he’d ever seen. There was a scattering of hair peeking out from the neckline that felt fascinating to his sleep-fogged mind. “Sorry, just you’re warm,” Ed heard the edge of a purr in his voice, because it felt like a good idea to drag himself into Stede’s lap and reclaim his spot. “Ahh.. haaa… Well, y-yes, I suppose so, but I do need to run to the bathroom. I’ll be right back,” Stede whispered before the alpha wiggled free. Ed stopped his hiss this time, but he did sulk when the warmth left him. “Go back to sleep if you can.” Stede slipped away to the restrooms apparently, but Ed wasn’t feeling like going back to sleep. Bit by bit, his mind woke up until he felt awake. Not just awake, but he felt alive. Effervescent with every beat of his heart that had him give a full bodied stretch that arched his back and slid his fingers across his precious blanket. His muscles were loose and relaxed as he stretched himself out across the seats, sliding his cheek along the back of Stede’s with an indulgent sigh. Whatever he’d been dreaming about had been lovely, but being awake was more intriguing. The seat was warm from Stede’s body heat so he moved to slide into the space, pressing his body against it as if he could grind it into his skin to carry with him. He rolled a little, arching and sighing out as he caught the faint scent of the alpha. More of the lassitude slipped away, leaving Ed feeling awake, alert and…restless. Not the same restlessness as before, this was something that curled pleasantly in his belly. The sensation was vaguely familiar, but he couldn’t remember why. Ed glanced at the messy seats with a frown at how the pillows and his hoodie had been kicked up. No, that wouldn’t do. When Stede returned Ed should have their seats looking attractive and soft. The alpha would be so pleased with the lovely nest Ed would build them. Wait, what? Some dim thought sent a fizzle of alarm through him, but it was silenced once Ed began to work on rearranging things. The pillows first, they had to rest against the back of the seat, one overlapping the other to get rid of the hard area the armrest was. Yes, that worked. Next, he had to build it across to Stede’s seat. He needed to spread out further, increase his claim on the area to keep others away.
November 5, 2026 at 2:08 AM
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
We wondered in the silence if there was not a reason for that lassitude,
if it was not all preparation for some elaborate plan.

The silence itself confirmed our suspicions.
The action and inaction of our foes spoke louder than any words.
November 5, 2026 at 1:29 AM