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pietro.gualco
pietro :
wow 🤩
2024-04-04 20:36:16
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paolo_aucello
Paolo :
Quand so
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sonomaraaa
sonomara :
eilà
2024-04-04 16:22:24
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manuel16viola
Manu16viola :
ok
2024-04-05 05:31:51
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pandaketchupo
PANDA KETCHUP :
SPOSAMI PULISCO IO CASA
2024-04-04 13:56:04
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user8601271082815 :
sono perfette
2024-04-04 18:32:37
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inter_is_italy3
Cesa :
quindi se io vi chiedessi di che colore è la giacca appese dietro voi cosa mi dite ?
2024-04-04 19:13:48
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yostosdohxoy :
Sono loro o non solo lorooo
2024-04-04 16:43:19
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ghey104
Sei ghey :
Belle tutte e tre
2024-04-04 17:55:24
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nunbon06
Nunziø Bønø :
Complimenti a tutte e 3
2024-04-04 22:10:11
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am.mazzat1
amen :
corsetto da dove?😭😭
2024-04-04 14:37:32
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bezhaaa__
bezhaaa__ :
immaginate : "rebecca parziale” ha messo mi piace ❤️al tuo commento…
2024-04-04 13:57:52
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caggiula.andreaa
Caggiula :
Ciao amore
2024-04-04 19:59:59
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zeeetaaa82
zeeetaaa82 :
Rebi ma sei 2007?
2024-04-05 13:18:43
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samu_sebastiani_03
Samu_10_Grazie(TEMP) :
la perfezione non esiste cit.
2024-04-04 19:33:09
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daniele_sini
Danielino🤪 :
se non ascolta Frah non la voglio
2024-04-04 22:30:54
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francescasenzapesca
francesca <3 :
più piccola di me ma sembri molto più grande 😭😭
2024-04-05 13:08:07
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_.gabri_.09
💥GABRY💥 :
complimenti a tutte e tre
2024-04-05 10:30:02
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antoniogiacalone86
Antonio Giacalone :
non sai quanto mi dispiace
2024-04-04 18:46:56
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il_nuzzzz :
non posso repostare tutto
2024-04-04 17:26:35
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albertodecet0
cet :
ciao belle
2024-04-04 19:10:43
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danielesantoro___ :
mia moglie
2024-04-04 15:14:29
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lepri25
lepri25 :
bravi tutti e tre
2024-04-28 10:15:42
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matteo.rossetto
matteo.rossetto :
penso di essermi innamorato
2024-04-04 16:55:58
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marco_ariniello
𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖔𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖔 :
morto ☠️
2024-04-04 15:50:19
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Shoto had always seen Touya as the brother he never truly got the chance to know. A boy he longed to play with as a child, a presence that, though absent, still echoed in his life. For Shoto, Touya was the missing link in his broken family, a piece of the unity that was never meant to be. Even when Enji, their father, sought forgiveness, Natsuo always found a way to remind them all of the absence of Touya, the eldest son who had been consumed by the same flames Shoto himself refused to unleash. The guilt weighed heavily on Shoto, like a constant thorn for never having spoken to his older brother before it was too late. And when things finally seemed to be improving, the harsh revelation of Dabi— the villain who rose from the shadows— struck Shoto like an invisible fist, leaving him speechless, breathless, unsure of how to react. Everything he thought he knew crumbled before him. Touya, that specter of the past Shoto tried to forget, had returned to life as Dabi, rising from the ashes and bringing with him destruction to the present and a threat to the future. Shoto understood in that moment a bitter truth: the past cannot be buried so easily. Dabi wasn’t just his lost older brother; he was a reflection of Shoto's own resentment, a mirror that showed him what he might have become. Both brothers shared a legacy of pain, born into a family shattered by Enji Todoroki’s reckless ambition. But while Shoto fought to avoid falling into that abyss, Dabi had succumbed to it, transforming into a villain fueled by hatred, a being made of flames and bitterness. Shoto knew that facing his brother was inevitable. But deep down, what he longed for wasn’t a fight—he wanted to talk. He wanted to sit down with Touya, not Dabi, and ask him all the questions he had carried for so many years. How had his life been? What had driven him down this path? And most of all, how had they reached this point? As Dabi’s flames engulfed them, every blow Shoto received from his older brother hurt more emotionally than physically. It wasn’t the physical pain that tore him apart, but the heartbreaking sadness of knowing that the brother he had imagined for so long was standing in front of him, yet in a form that was unrecognizable, ravaged by hatred. Shoto couldn’t help but wonder: how could things have been different? What might have happened if Touya hadn’t succumbed to the flames of his own rage? The climax of their encounter was the most devastating. Watching his brother burn once again, enveloped in those same flames that had separated them the first time, was an unbearable tragedy. Shoto held him in his arms, feeling how his body slowly gave up, his fury finally extinguished. Any hope for redemption, any chance of saving his brother, vanished in that moment. Shoto’s heart, still only that of a 16-year-old boy, shattered with the loss of a brother he never truly got to know. And when, at last, in Touya’s final moments, Shoto found the words to speak to him, it wasn’t with reproach or anger. It was with the innocence of a child—the same five-year-old boy who had once wanted to ask, “What’s your favorite food?” The irony was cruel, but in that question, Shoto found a glimpse of the brother that could have been. Dabi, or what remained of him, had reunited his family one final time, in his macabre and fiery end. And perhaps, in that last moment, he understood what could have been. His farewell was simple, but carried the weight of everything unsaid, of everything lost forever. “I’m sorry, Shoto,” he whispered, and in those words lay all the regret, all the tragedy of a life that never could be. #touyatodoroki #touya #dabi #bnha #mha #bokunohero #myheroacademia #shototodoroki #todoroki
Shoto had always seen Touya as the brother he never truly got the chance to know. A boy he longed to play with as a child, a presence that, though absent, still echoed in his life. For Shoto, Touya was the missing link in his broken family, a piece of the unity that was never meant to be. Even when Enji, their father, sought forgiveness, Natsuo always found a way to remind them all of the absence of Touya, the eldest son who had been consumed by the same flames Shoto himself refused to unleash. The guilt weighed heavily on Shoto, like a constant thorn for never having spoken to his older brother before it was too late. And when things finally seemed to be improving, the harsh revelation of Dabi— the villain who rose from the shadows— struck Shoto like an invisible fist, leaving him speechless, breathless, unsure of how to react. Everything he thought he knew crumbled before him. Touya, that specter of the past Shoto tried to forget, had returned to life as Dabi, rising from the ashes and bringing with him destruction to the present and a threat to the future. Shoto understood in that moment a bitter truth: the past cannot be buried so easily. Dabi wasn’t just his lost older brother; he was a reflection of Shoto's own resentment, a mirror that showed him what he might have become. Both brothers shared a legacy of pain, born into a family shattered by Enji Todoroki’s reckless ambition. But while Shoto fought to avoid falling into that abyss, Dabi had succumbed to it, transforming into a villain fueled by hatred, a being made of flames and bitterness. Shoto knew that facing his brother was inevitable. But deep down, what he longed for wasn’t a fight—he wanted to talk. He wanted to sit down with Touya, not Dabi, and ask him all the questions he had carried for so many years. How had his life been? What had driven him down this path? And most of all, how had they reached this point? As Dabi’s flames engulfed them, every blow Shoto received from his older brother hurt more emotionally than physically. It wasn’t the physical pain that tore him apart, but the heartbreaking sadness of knowing that the brother he had imagined for so long was standing in front of him, yet in a form that was unrecognizable, ravaged by hatred. Shoto couldn’t help but wonder: how could things have been different? What might have happened if Touya hadn’t succumbed to the flames of his own rage? The climax of their encounter was the most devastating. Watching his brother burn once again, enveloped in those same flames that had separated them the first time, was an unbearable tragedy. Shoto held him in his arms, feeling how his body slowly gave up, his fury finally extinguished. Any hope for redemption, any chance of saving his brother, vanished in that moment. Shoto’s heart, still only that of a 16-year-old boy, shattered with the loss of a brother he never truly got to know. And when, at last, in Touya’s final moments, Shoto found the words to speak to him, it wasn’t with reproach or anger. It was with the innocence of a child—the same five-year-old boy who had once wanted to ask, “What’s your favorite food?” The irony was cruel, but in that question, Shoto found a glimpse of the brother that could have been. Dabi, or what remained of him, had reunited his family one final time, in his macabre and fiery end. And perhaps, in that last moment, he understood what could have been. His farewell was simple, but carried the weight of everything unsaid, of everything lost forever. “I’m sorry, Shoto,” he whispered, and in those words lay all the regret, all the tragedy of a life that never could be. #touyatodoroki #touya #dabi #bnha #mha #bokunohero #myheroacademia #shototodoroki #todoroki

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