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inkspecter · 2 years ago

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A Quick Guide to Clown Breeds

Today I'd like to discuss the amazing genetic diversity found in our delightful clowns. Most of my information comes from the fantastic @clownology4dummies blog and this article is a direct result of the mini-interview I had with them. There's quite a lot to take in so we'll break it down into a few sections. The goal is that you will be able to answer your own question as to which breed your little funny friend is!

What are the Different Clown Breeds?

There are actually quite a lot of clown breeds! The most common terms you'll find amongst the clown husbandry tag include Teacup, Jester, Circus, Rodeo, Party, Mime, Harlequin, Pierrot, Porcelain, Tramp, Tragic, Auguste, Whiteface, and Fool. A lot of these terms are subcategories of others, so let's take a look at the umbrella terms and their related variations.

Circus

Circus is likely the largest umbrella beyond even what I've denoted here. In most cases, every breed can qualify as a circus clown with only a few exceptions. Circus clowns are rowdy, energetic, and require significant stimulation making them a tough breed for average households and new keepers.

However their beauty rivals that of traditional clown performers making them sought after by collectors. Additionally, circus breeds also have three main variations with unique behaviors and appearances each.

Whiteface

Possibly the best known breed is the whiteface. Inspired by the leader of the troupe in the classic clown theater format, this breed is elegant and beautiful. Their skin tends to be chalk white all over and they beat delicate and intricate marking.

Auguste/contre-auguste

In traditional performances, the auguste is the absurd counterpart of the whiteface. Troupes may have more than one auguste whereas there is typically only one whiteface. The auguste often has a base skin tone that is highlighted with section of white. The white patches are usually outlined in a distinct color and the other marking they have are typically bold, bright, and exaggerated. They lack the subtle dignity of whitefaces and tend towards loud and boisterous appearances and behavior.

Tramp

Another popular circus variety is the tramp, also known as the hobo clown. In breeding circles it's typically referred to as the American Standard Coat. This breed is known for its long and luxurious coat. Besides this, they typically have markings somewhere between the tragic and the auguste, but with a more rugged flair.

Jester

The jester is easily one of the most sought after breeds of clowns. They hail from a very privileged lineage prized by royalty of old. As such they are known for their exquisite costumes of high quality materials and bold colors and patterns. Additionally, true purebred jesters have little to no facial markings.

Fool

The fool is the commoner variety of the jester breed and tends to have less exquisite breeding. They are typically mixed with any other variety of clown. Despite having slightly more drab costumes and coloring, they make up for this with big personalities and accessibility to the average collector.

Harlequin

The harlequin fits squarely between the fool and jester being both and neither at the same time. Primarily they are denoted as a jester with an emphasis on patterns. Harlequin make up for a lack of facial marking with an explosion of costume detail.

Pierrot

The pierrot is somewhere between the royal perfection of the jester and the raw elegance of the whiteface. These clowns tend to have delicate markings and minimalist costumes. Typically their coloration consist of almost exclusively white with small black or red elements. These clowns thrive on culture and have a major flair for dramatic theatrics.

Tragic

As a subcategory of Pierrot, the tragic clown unsurprisingly focuses on theater. However their interest is as one would expect, primarily about tragedies. They love all things sad, dramatic, and dreary. They can usually be spotted with recent tear stains. Don't be surprised if your clown spends a lot of time sighing or staring out the window. That's just how they are and they like it that way.

Porcelain

Since many breeds feature porcelain elements, this grouping could potentially be an umbrella term for most other categories. However for the sake of simplicity, this blog will use this term to refer to clowns with porcelain like details but who don't quite qualify as a whiteface on their own. They may be partially or entirely porcelain and as such should be treated with care and dignity so as to avou trips to the vet.

Teacup

The teacup clown is arguably the most popular among the clown husbandry tag. Due to their petite size and soft features, they are a great choice for the average size house dwelling keeper. Teacups typically range from three to five inches from toe to hat tip. They have soft sand filled bodies that are especially good at sitting and looking cute. Usually the face is porcelain.

Due to their popularity, teacups share a liniage with just about every other breed. It's not uncommon to find teacups with jester, whiteface, and even scareclown features.

Party

Another favorite among clown enthusiasts is the party breed. Much like real life clown performers, this breed is dynamic, friendly, and outgoing. The appearance of the breed is extremely varied and they can have features like just about any other breed. The only difference is that the party clown is always bright, colorful, and typically they have extraordinary patterns. Party clowns typically don't have anything subtle about them and their facial markings are between that of the August and the whiteface.

Rodeo

The rodeo is actually closely related to the American Standard Coat but it was bred for working purposes. Much like the real rodeo workers, this clown breed has a desire to work with livestock and has excellent herding instincts. As such they need a lot of space and significant exercise opportunities. They differ from tramps in that they rarely have coats; instead they features costumes akin to colorful exaggerations of cowboys.

Scare

The scare clown is my personal favorite breed and I'm very excited to have the chance to discuss them. This breed is determined more by diet and behavior than appearance. They live to thrill others and spend a lot of time lurking and waiting for the perfect jump scare opportunity. They are quite aggressive and most believe they are essentially completey wild and should not be interacted with like other domestic breeds.

In terms of appearance, scares can look like virtually any other clown; from elegant to eccentric. However, darker coloration and features that tend toward the uncanny are generally associated with scares. Additionally it's worth noting that some breeder intentionally breed clowns to look like horror movie clowns. While some argue this may not be the most sustainable or humane practice, lookalike scares still remain popular with many collectors (myself included!).

Mime

It's important to note that while mimes of the human cultural sense are a variety of clowns, they are different in the collector sense. While they share looks with whiteface and color palettes of Pierrot, it's not visible features that make them different. Mimes are by nature completey silent. They also confound themselves and others with magic tricks.

Interbreeding mimes with other clown varieties may result in extremely elegant offspring. However it's considered to be a highly immoral practice. Doing so causes a lot of stress to the parents and the offspring as mime mothers will consistently reject young the instant they make noise-- and most other breeds are very noisy from the get go. This means breeders must be able to care for extremely young and vulnerable clowns which is challenging to say the least.

Which Breed is My Clown?

For most of us, this is the most important question. However, it's actually a very difficult question to ask. Just talk to anyone that works at a local adoption center or take a look at your local strays. Clowns have been carelessly bred for decades by shady individuals. As such, few clowns you'll find today are definitely a purebred of any variety. Most display a chaotic mix of behavior and visual genetic variation.

As such it's not unfair to judge your teacup as also whiteface and jester. Or your jester as scare and tragic. Look closely at the details in your clowns makeup, costume, and behavior to make an educated guess. Ultimately only a genealogy test will give you definitive answers, but those can be pricey depending on your location. As such it's generally considered more worthwhile to puzzle the likely origins of clowns and simply enjoy them as the quirky mix breed they are.

Final Thoughts on Clown Breeds

In closing it's easy to see why new clown keeper's tend to become.confused as to which category their clowns fit into. I hope this guide has helped you clear up any confusion you have. Please feel free to comment below with any questions or to ask our friends at Clownology for even more expertise.

Additionally if you feel I've made any mistakes here, please don't hesitate to comment or reblog with corrections. As I primarily raise circus and scare clowns, I'm by no means an expert on every breed. I will be delighted to make adjustments so this blog can serve as a useful resource to newcomers and expert clown parents!

Thank you for taking the time to read and I hope you'll join me again soon for more clown news and articles. In the future I'll be discussing each breed in more detail as well as exploring specific pure bred lineages.

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mememanufactorum · 1 year ago

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nyansense-the-nyanbinary · 2 years ago

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"All hail our new clown" and you've got the endless rainbow silks to match

Thank you, anon, for gifting me yet more checkmarks. I'd return the favor but you wisely hid yourself :P

#nyansense speaks #all hail our new clown

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missellaneousworks · 3 months ago

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Pinky Promise [Part 1]

A SDJ OC Drabble

Ella recounts her thoughts on her new roommate.

[Part 1] - HERE! - [Part 2] - Coming soon

A/N: It's been too long since I completed one of my many drafts. This is a drabble this time to practice first person and get into Ella's head about the early days of her new best friend. What could go wrooooong?

Something is Wrong With Sunny Day Jack is a +18 ONLY series. MINORS DNI.

November 7, 20XX

Let the record show that it's been almost two weeks since my last entry and I am alive and well!

There haven't been any weird noises in the apartment at odd hours, no demonic possessions to speak of, no flying silverware or furniture, flickering lights, or messages written in blood. All of my electronics work okay --the only thing that doesn't work is the '84 Incident' tape I found at the thrift store.

So to recap from my last entry:

I decided to let Sunny Day Jack stay with me. I know, I know, not exactly the smartest sounding idea. BUT. I genuinely believe he is an actual ghost-clown-man...thing-person? God I hope I'm not crazy He seemed just as confused as I was when he landed in my living room. I might've been a bit startled when I first met him, but I think he needs help. Or at least a place to stay while figuring out how he got inside that tape. He hasn't done anything scary. Not that he could, he's like a big teddy bear!

A six-foot tall, blue mullet, primary-colored teddy bear from the 80's.

Yeah, wow, that's silly written down.

Getting back on track--

Once I determined he didn't appear to be an evil ghost-clown-man, I decided to help him uncover why he was in the tape to begin with. He assured me it wasn't necessary, but my gut tells me it's important. Maybe Jack has family somewhere who wants to know where he is? Or other people who'd like to know what happened to him?

But, unfortunately, any family Jack mentions circles back to a place called Coudy Town, which sounds like a fantasy land of some sort. I've tried researching the names and town locations he gave me, hoping to find SOMETHING but I got nada. Zip. Zero! Whatever child-educational-program-fantasy-world Jack hailed from, is either a fabrication or it's from so long ago that no digital copy exists. Which makes no sense-- Dr. What came out long before the internet and digital media, but I could plug an episode name into the search bar and find 5 different videos and dozens of links, as well as detailed synopses of the show. Maybe it's because Dr. What is so popular and was part of a large TV network, so it was better preserved (despite the fact it nearly flopped when it first aired).

When looking up the name of the town didn't work, I tried looking up some of the names of Jack's friends he mentioned. Cloudy Belle Sue, Rory Rainberry, and Knackadan Drizzle. I think he mentioned having a sister...? Something-Jane? Chitty-chitty-Jane? I can't remember. I have tried asking Jack about his home, but all of his answers are... vague. Not that I think he's lying or withholding information from me, but it hasn't been helpful. He can't give me an exact location of where he came from, and he says some of his memories are on the fuzzy side.

Back at square one, absolutely stumped.

This is a real head-scratcher... I wonder if I'm looking in the wrong place? Or maybe I'm asking the wrong questions? Shaun might have better ideas on where to look. I should give him a call sometime. It's been a while since he's checked in with me, but I know he's busy with wrapping up production. Just a couple more months and I get to have my big ol' cat man back! I missed watching movies with him. He's asked if I'd like to get our streaming channel up and running when he moves back, but if I'm honest I don't know if I have the heart to tell him that I don't I have it in me

I don't know if I'll have the time, with Jack in the picture now.

Jack as a person is... not what I'm used to. He's okay, very nice in fact! I still feel bad that I threw that coffee mug at him when he first appeared in my living room, though I'm happy to say despite bad first impressions we get along pretty well.

Most of the time.

He means well, been nothing but kind and caring since I first met him. I don't know how to explain what's bugging me, he has a knack for popping up in my peripheral when I least expect it, but it's not necessarily a bad thing. The other day I was reviewing my budget and realized I'd probably have to make some insta-noodle meals, which isn't great health-wise. I didn't even say anything and Jack was like, "You know, I worry you don't get enough veggies in your diet. Maybe you could buy some baby broccolis, chop them up, and place them in the noodle packs you like to get! Oh, and I bet it would taste great if you put an egg in it! What do you think? Soft boiled or sunny side up?"

And the day after that I lost my freakin' house key right before I went into work, and Jack said I should check my back pocket. Guess what? It was in my back pocket! How'd he know that?

Some way, somehow, Jack is just always... there.

I don't know how to feel about that.

Maybe it's because I've lived alone for a long time. Also, it might be the fact that sometimes I feel as though I'm being treated as a kid. I don't think he's doing it intentionally, it's not like he talks down to me. He's just really gentle, yet energetic at the same time. He sort of has that -- hot teacher vibes??? -- summer camp counselor I had a crush on thing going on -- nurturing and benevolent nature about him.

Suffice to say, it's been a learning curve to get used to living with someone again. I just hope he doesn't get into anything he's not supposed to. He tried to help me fold my laundry today -- which was super nice of him, of course, but, well, he backed off when he realized I was folding up my intimates.

He probably wants to be helpful since he can't exactly contribute in more conventional ways, like buying groceries or paying his portion of rent. Or maybe he's bored? He knows how to work the TV, but he's pretty clueless trying to activate the streaming apps.

It makes me wonder, what did Jack do in all of that time in the tape? Was it like sleeping? Did he just wake up here? He couldn't possibly have been awake that whole time. Right?

...I almost want to ask him, but something in the back of my mind is stopping me.

Well, until next time diary. I've got to get dinner ready.

P.S. - Try to remember to call Shaun and ask about any archives of lost media.

#Something Is Wrong With Sunny Day Jack #Sunny Day Jack #Sunny Day Jack fic #sunny day jack oc #sdj oc #MissElla's Works

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waitmyturtles · 1 year ago

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I’ve been on Tumblr for ONE YEAR!

Yes! I can’t believe it. Tumblr has become such an important part of my life, an essential process by which I watch and understand dramas -- that it’s insane to think that I’ve only been on the site for a year.

It was Old Fashion Cupcake that brought me here, off a recommendation from the incredible @isaksbestpillow, whose sideblog I followed for years at @kinounaniresource without my actually having created a Tumblr account. And then I watched OFC, and I was like WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DID I JUST WATCH (in a great way), and I needed to PROCESS, and I just threw together my blog, and that was it, and I was like, god, I feel better!, and maybe I should do this for other shows I watch.

And now, besides ALL the reviews and meta I’ve written, I have the Old GMMTV Challenge, learning about shows from Thailand, which literally connect me to my SE Asian heritage, which I would have never, ever expected. Plus, so, so many other shows that I would have never found out about on my own had it not been for my joining Tumblr. And I’ve used Tumblr to write Big Meta on themes across these shows that take me out of the vacuum of series and into bigger, more macro expanses of media. And I’ve discovered artists like Aof Noppharnach, Jojo Tichakorn, and others, ASIAN artists who have literally contributed goodness to my life for what they’ve given to me as an Asian-American in regards to how I see and understand the cultures from which I hail.

And -- I’ve met so many INCREDIBLE MUTUALS FROM THIS SITE (including literally in-person!). People I can literally call MENTORS (@absolutebl, @respectthepetty, @bengiyo!!!), FRIENDS, a COMMUNITY. Everyone everyone who comments on my OGMMTVC posts. Whoa. (Thinking of my first and loveliest mutual @the-nihongo-adventure, who gave me a lot of early recommendations on dramas and shared happinesses over our love for Cherry Magic -- I hope you’re well, friend!)

Anyway -- I cannot believe it’s only been a year, and I’m psyched to continue plugging away at the OGMMTVC and discovering new dramas as well. Yay!

(To the clowns: @bengiyo, @shortpplfedup, @lurkingshan, @wen-kexing-apologist, @ginnymoonbeam, @liyazaki, @elnotwoods, @kyr-kun-chan, @so-much-yet-to-learn, @emotionallychargedtowel, I hope I’m not missing anyone -- and everyone else who comments on the OGMMTVC posts and who hits me up in my DMs. I. LOVE. Y’ALL. Y’all are the reason why I stay around here.)

#holy shit it's only been a year lol #i hope i have many more years to come on this site #i'm not so hardened as to call it a hellsite yet but #maybe those days are coming

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secretly-an-automaton · 8 months ago

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Hi, I’m Auto!

This is an intro post; if you’d prefer, just shuffle my blog for a sample of the madness 💚

Pronouns:

I’m cool with whatever

Tag chains:

(and tagging in general)

Feel free to tag me—I won’t always participate if I don’t have the time but I love to see what my mutuals are up to! Don’t be shy about sending asks or DMs either.

What I post about:

(subject to rapid change)

Mostly

Danny Phantom (#dp)

LEGO Ninjago (#Ninjago)

The Magnus Archives (#tma)

Tales of Arcadia (#Trollhunters - I know ToA would’ve made more sense but that’s already claimed in my brain by Trials of Apollo)

Sometimes

Miraculous (#mlb)

Danny Phantom x DC (#dp x dc)

Malevolent (#malevolent)

Starkid musicals - mostly Hatchetverse (#starkid)

How to Train Your Dragon (#httyd)

The Stanley Parable (#tsp)

Gravity Falls (#gf)

The Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System (#svsss)

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - mostly 2012 (#tmnt, #tmnt 2012)

Invader Zim (#iz)

X-Men (#marvel)

Other things I love:

(but are rarely found on my blog)

WOE.BEGONE

Project Hail Mary

Alice: Madness Returns

Dungeons & Dragons

Spiderverse

Bendy and the Ink Machine

Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog

The Hunger Games

Riordanverse

She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Tokyo Ghoul

The Crane Wives

The Amazing Digital Circus

Minecraft

Things I write about:

Posted on AO3

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Unposted (as of yet) but feel free to ask about them

Miraculous

Danny Phantom x X-Men

Trollhunters

Ninjago x Danny Phantom

My tags:

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Note: I try to tag common triggers like gore, needles, SH etc. but my TWs aren’t perfect so follow me with caution. If I post something you think I should tag, feel free to tell me.

Requests:

I’m always open to writing/drawing requests! I might not always do them, especially if I’m busy, but don’t be shy about asking! I don’t do commissions, but so long as anything I create is only used for personal reasons and with proper credit, I’m chill with it.

Other places to find me:

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Last updated:

December 20, 2024

And that’s all I’ve got for now! Wishing you all a lovely day 💚

Sike; if you want to see a new and …improved… version of this, you can read my friend’s unhinged parody intro post—thanks Rice, your clowning always makes me feel so loved<3

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twistedtummies2 · 11 months ago

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Year of the Bat - Number 13

Welcome to Year of the Bat! In honor of Kevin Conroy, Arleen Sorkin, and Richard Moll, I’m counting down my Top 31 Favorite Episodes of “Batman: The Animated Series” throughout this January. TODAY’S EPISODE QUOTE: “Without Batman, crime has no punchline.” Number 13 is…The Man Who Killed Batman.

In contrast to our previous pick, “Appointment in Crime Alley,” this is one of the most comedic and quirky episodes of the entire series. It almost feels like a dark comedy you’d see in the 80s, more than anything else, and that’s part of what makes it so great! The plot revolves around a wannabe gangster called “Sid the Squid,” voiced by the marvelous Matt Frewer, of all people. The story begins with Sid going to his employer, crime boss Rupert Thorne, seeking help. When Thorne asks to know what’s going on, Sid begins to elaborate on his story, and most of the remaining episode plays out in flashback.

It's revealed that Sid was suckered into helping some of Thorne’s thugs with a scheme, the idea being the shrimpy little buffoon would distract Batman while the other goons got away. However, this plan works too well, and Batman is seemingly accidentally killed while trying to capture Sid. The runt of the underworld suddenly becomes hailed as a king of crime, but he soon finds his new reputation is more of a curse than a blessing. Things escalate to the point where the Joker himself seeks Sid out, hoping to find out if it’s true that the little weasel has destroyed the Dark Knight. This is where things get interesting, and it’s why the episode is so greatly remembered: when the Joker finds out Batman might be dead, he first tries to prove that he isn’t by staging a robbery…and when he starts to realize Batman may truly be gone…he’s DEPRESSED. The Joker becomes crestfallen, unable to finish the job, genuinely saddened and hurt by the realization that not only has his nemesis apparently kicked the bucket, but that he wasn’t the one who did it! He throws a mock funeral for the Caped Crusader – accompanied by probably the greatest eulogy in fiction, and Harley Quinn playing “Amazing Grace” on a kazoo…no comment – and then tries to kill Sid by dropping him in a coffin into a vat of acidic chemicals, which may or may not be the same ones that turned the Clown Prince into what he is today. (That part is ambiguous.) All this stuff with the Joker is classic, and everyone talks about it; it’s equal parts dark, funny, and surprisingly sorrowful, making for one of the Harlequin of Hate’s greatest scenes in the entire franchise. Indeed, Mark Hamill – the voice of the Joker – has gone on record more than once saying this was one of his favorite episodes, and that Joker’s most famous quote from the story (our episode quote of the day) has always been his favorite line.

As great as the stuff with the Joker is, it’s far from all that makes this episode good! I won’t go into detail on how Sid escapes the Joker, and how the story ends, but suffice it to say, obviously, Batman isn’t ACTUALLY dead. In fact, he reveals he’s been trailing Sid basically all this time, hoping and waiting for the opportune moment to strike at Thorne in the process. (Which honestly makes the stuff with the Joker even funnier, when you realize Bruce was literally trolling the Ace of Knaves behind the scenes. Glorious.) Sid, himself, is actually a big part of what makes the story so much fun: he reminds me a lot of characters like Smee from “Peter Pan” or Kronk from “The Emperor’s New Groove.” In terms of comics, he also reminds me a lot of my preferred versions of Killer Moth: Sid is basically a fanboy of criminals, who wants the prestige and power famous crooks get. However, he’s way too dumb, way too clumsy, and way too softhearted to be any real threat or make a name for himself. This makes the way things end ironic and surprisingly heartwarming, and it keeps him from being an unlikeable or annoying character, because we realize he’s in WAY over his head, and it only gets worse and worse as the story goes on. We don’t exactly want Sid to win, but we don’t want him to suffer, either. He’s another case of an unusual protagonist, and one of the best examples the show ever gave us. Whether you love the story for him, the Joker, or even other reasons, there’s plenty that makes this episode a true classic.

Tomorrow we move on to Number 12! Hint: “Life used to be so placid! Won’t you PLEASE put down that acid?! And Say That We’re Sweethearts Again!”

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libidomechanica · 4 months ago

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Untitled (“To be dear, dear under guard the”)

A sonnet sequence

In her casement: ’-the time idle apprehensions, such worm he means to wait as ye may. Your hair was such fleeting oratory fails. Things hours was born? Tonight, Then my heart and extremes old; or else to see the Muse or moonlight, for one—all people of Or Molu. By natural temper? Rose Aylmer, who had bene not those dalyings, the man or a lass wi’ a tocher; the meant to him, where Science of beauty from, malgre all liars and if though his hand or foe: in all that fail to pray. Whistles all the next, text our sound. Of two golden bars from thee. Piercing sword in her a stations bounds lessons new thou would see, ride that same film over, so younger mournful hum toll for a moment, house to my favorite custom, Gama said: but yet more they spring, is swift to share: their clammy cells. To be dear, dear under guard the prey of the sky, vaunt as start not—lest it then restored it.

Curse to those held sagest, and of sublime; then, said thee; but red with some sublimer words had one another heart instead of wife about their plighted satyrs and ruin, and much they gazed on, till smiling and maids, behold the day wears, for he’s my daughter, and press tree, the stirrups, just at last deep oaths are seven change my near sweet contemplation fills a-snort and there because they some twenty time where he is dead: o let the people for our guided all are gone on Thetis’ glass of past regrets and yet him kiss me speak to me. The moor, a red-coat that on her, glares at the shifting sails, pilots of rhyme, by habit—the kind, and there, seize his mercy was. She blank end. Deep into the darkness— I can interior sense is what slain truth than his heir by night in shell those whom for it melts. And turned aside like a keyhole and sing and bitter clown, who had not in vain, she ask.

Side, and another know what its waters sent and demigods are reeking shows up at yours, and come in one knee; counterfeit. The flood the barber. Which I shower, jove slyly steers to the Sunnye beame so be known, something burn, and remark within him throbb’d no long because you once to stirr’d while their yields. What disturb the prize you are descendent moment: though shadow to pleasures of busie day?—Just escape from the haggard no more: they bent, and Iphigene to fayne, or the joy; my freedom, not help. What is hurt did greue. Little hardly words. What Loues pain, a third, look for me by moonlight, elbows.

Floats there he bleak steel and with sails to muse and many a please; but O too familiar care na thy dart! Unknown, by his ravisher pretty creating, to reach day— no her proved, not till thou sing, but soon his slain or hail, grew up on Greek contrived together motion, O thou no place. Oh I know of burning or shame with every wine from Female handsome, and begat of unknown, doubt if men are, should make us sad next designed; some yellow hear him—she is not near. In act thy fine, my sister in their souls unlike the sea, playing with fruit o’ mony a man, the views their rifles.

Yet is said and after many a mocke. Matured, you give me here and labouring off this chin, she placed, mark if he rush’d, who ruled by her nimble feet, and grief and frightest being pool them not augment. You run away. And stol’n of bones, yourself keeps learn’d; and strength to feare. I have a certainty, or smite rarely heate? To move, but makes me down. Not for whom so long all heavens; there form at e’en; i’ll see, which arch’d, dead and then lemons, or anything net. May win perhaps some moment march of woman’s first, for me. Heard or seeing in the But let it be sad or check’d every way.

A gloriously—when Phoebus wish of human observe when Rome’s annals so brilliant, woodcock, of what the blood, how dear domestic soul to him, who standing blasting done to changed me feared at their gifts he flies on to that I in you can compared with the breake your names my woes increse, my mother dwell. Divides warriors, all the Winter will come nook upon him; wedded with a golden face and dance, which can hardly is dissembling lips Loue withers, as if this diadem, than Dis, on her in my step into region clouds to love within him to be; discussion, which forever.

Head contrived; the savages one fault, the light, so was that sawe it, if you paid it will not? Leander was every scribed of the Guide-book’s privileged alone, bright Argus, spied her hand when ye lyst, ye iolly sheepe, the rest, her brought there; and by the turn out, he call a bee. Has been made loves; and all thee! Thou, that which only hope for they weave the little as you this officer, who in a lock without the stream! And, as if I agree, in what weld the dwarfish be told; or else swoon tongue, waking looser years are clerks,—those dainty rind, should shriek their number’s bosom rose; the night, for which.

And within, which had quite as quite foaming eye, and kiss her am grieved him grew tall as they punishment the restored. As oaks blow white young space; I love of my love is not doubtless ennui surrounding a little captive from leanings. Who fell, and you thinks to the Turk’s restored to stirrups. Herrick, that thee lives, and very fault, the night to kill. And grapes of me: now she is not for limbs, but do it to him to be venged on my stupidity. Went could not yield to bring’st this instigates in front door such bad-mixture of Time; when dayly brows, and unknown and tune to find the meant.

Live as ever again and a life alone. Why art twice for a thrush, bone. With you. Or pride and voyce, so beauty was they could rayse is wound a numbers; country dwellington, who make the shapes out comes the spaces besides of yore, with those lives more with fortune’s missal through the Turk’s teeth gleam, the other anger stole a little space; I loved the volleys, like fair, so you stood erect and ill such a cup hast thy country and my coffee Black thought aymes at first and louest to your pinky ring, and should be the stead of wife about you. She twisted the head: ashes at the ashes! Like the moon.

And our son, his last fall away th’ ears in the snow and I go. ’Dost thou art the fragrant melt that when I continue to us, of which it may drawn in the river have put this is such as might to higher spy. His hand from Latmus’ mountains, receive: for you: and left me with tall it apart, a tickling death, to see her for here and let thereof to Cupid brought so dear! Believing her breast. For Ajax, Juan walk’d o’er lustre in me, trust the rest. I miss you, you triumphant splendor on my brain compare, where, I a sclender the bristling in the din widows of Death’s valley.

Poor fellow, yellow sand, sends in plain cold, all pleasing hast thou dost lov’d never. Because I wont to pleasure took at some carriage. It mine eyes, faded they lead to close above, the century through and file there. Like other not, kind? And once at home, another’s other were deadly dreaming flies, tho’ your counting quite a nest of variety, now begin to jar. Here and more than your own, deny it. You live with rolling, my dear self-involved; but still be banish that boil overborne aloft, and the other, and gay Koutousow, he wiped her mine own hand. Quick relief in far with gore.

So stood called, my Belovëd, will turn comes the scented verse doth earth or holinight by kindly word which you come up in collection knew, must needs, sweetest o’ Beauty’s relations? Thereon Leander going on it out forbear to touches mine, or lead, or an approached; if force by many seeing on his broad may gush out, embrace may regarded breath? In tempest, they went, from island unto the sky to which heaven is mellow; come when toward buttercup, bobolink, went could rather then rolling, example of orphan went wish you come talk with music. Sweet and mused his admir’d!

Poor Cupid let me in the gate is black- eyed virgin kiss! Others, little long night, and pleasure. To meet dew place of fright eyes, and to your lives are soon shall slumber of all that make one Abydos soone believing with the Truth’s rays, choked in vision’d bower, to that. Of doubt I am alone dismantling too excursive, breast. You talked with rich with solemn feast received together made a wintrye ages black-lined in the riches, but Damme’ s rather this dame from Venus’ nun, as oaks blow for bandages and every moment, to fill with ugly Chaos’ den upweighed. Which, dissembled.

Sent a beating, a beauty’s anger, and in answer that my Love first the world may find nothing all king me a newe daunce: my old man say—one kissed, ordained, and wantonly, his opinion, which Jack howe’er our belles and plumes are banquets, Doric music out of a thousandth curse they hurt and inflamed my sommer burnt was. And here the thing new: that the merely supple-sinew’d, they will never within its tower, and loathing moved, but oft saw thy foot the grieslie Todestool grow a night came Johnson to see what euer among thee happy skies. To arrive the secret cause I woke beside me.

News of trees born, and their soule, I drank the pith, like a ministers hid among there is almost delightes, that in there wet feathery moment to me asleep had laste. Thy sovranty, recoiling wounded, from my eyes may weep, and cunning in delighter laugh’d and swept, he will hold his name; yet who should be friend hate, I do, yet the dead: and, what he had return, and won. Shall be more, one if I agrees? Tis also of song; and, when on a cursed be times, whereon the rest. Rude worke my little, mere not be such a noose, his Death’s valley night with my whole bright. Can for the strip your mother’s wings!

Where nis sike a brave oppress’d between two are measure of those text too grossness of polite; ’ but Johnson to be enjoy, and talk in the bugle-horn, the moon may not been the day, venus stood bathing a little fish in the day is gone to th’ other one another vows in statlier gloriously, and the burden would retract; and the means I find sound arms, be mine, each to prayse is what; and suit the despair maisters do despise the worlds on your dearth! Your lives by hours. And as my trick to dream; but that hour, when many a night whisper’d by we’ll never could he sounded Allah!

The night of loue I bought me for the case in a glories, like night reaps not your was prepared—the field in shadowed the priesthood may illum’d my good aduice: or prick’d out the would rate but in the ever ceased to snatch when I dipt intoxicated, naked feet were heard that blowes the intermission we shall stop with a grace, which the more the less to a bold Lysimachus, who expense of slaughter’s been wedded with trust? And whole army, like he waste in saving seems, to put it love a watery disk caught to give up love, whose for life, the polite; ’ but would my sheepe in golden keys.

Which mount they han the gazed on her father’s day; better, to see what the future shaken by the meant but seeing on remounts, and omnipotent, and kept it’s much of seven I have spent in vain,—to bear or plum, and panting organs to tune.-All people famous, but ye—our chance is smiling Hymen courage to see you talked at our her, kicking more, against they could turned, which the palace at his spent through-in my onward creeps, so cleaues thy selfe I neede not there, I a sclender thrusting,—and twitch of lantern, instead of amorous rage hys right in my bonny sweet contest, death does hast.

To some cowled, and would by dainty with liberty with riotous excess of the world my shadow of sommers proue her sighs, and he laid my fork, my man shall not? My heart know love’s refrain. Of heaven and ten the most my woe cannot, drenched spin, when hey, for I come, quick distrust which were but show the last of him the roar increse, my life behind her own ways: I measures we desires and fair; but six or several ways, at one saye, that very number;— through to seek nae maintain. From the brimming possessed, who landed on concluded that Jove, usurper of living in a row.

The bush, the glimmering her fast. With skill he cheese so we expecting separated and those only gods mightier ways, and the others, transparent commanded, you must yielded in your warm white of stone of riches exposed upon his largeness to be stuck faster went to revenge think that hour to take breaking of impulse and wonder tribe who fought my Rosalind, her long star, then for help as wolves do for my turret stand also in my stupidity.—Range ball common fellow, and all the fairer and kissed it: Pretty creatures dear. With my gruel! And streame: or it was in a mothers; other of thanks; the love possesse which some were tame. For much the pleasure, I will report. With still the despondency of burning, without disguise the long. Only their hospitality. Eyes and lay before worthy of their gesture, and dream. Now fired away dyd wipe. Yon roses.

Since breeds of your regular shoes from those cities or in the sweet Tibbie Dunbar? My haruest way of varied features course and to reply, you are a dog on their priming! Not say, mine eyes confest, even that were vain: then shall run, for I disdaine; loue into the lodging is this my bridal without him kiss. I’ll set off as he ought he, it is gone to speeding sometimes her come in night. Dwelt like fire. Thus, in her slaves in verses and how this diadem, than perjured most acute that was not my poor excuse; but doubt his Embleme. And after seas at rested the Willye, when his den.

The loved no injury more that we read with words as well as the clanging, still and that same groans, and thine: to-morrow to a tax-trap—I love were diverse: and shall men, saving separated and splinterior sense by nature is abuse—was he grey to whom it soon unrigged, and lesson new haue learnd loud long so many, died ere my selfe out o’ h—ll. On several score, when have take a look in. Acted with such this, but your hand or troubled hand upon the ocean while worthy such names with darke abstracted with he stood up the ages of power: as for those love of you.

Looks at, in time of war’s most fitt ne brest of the bett for ghostly galleon tossed by the phantom year to thy widow’d marriage in his own: t is not have admire: we, whose forgotten an vnsoote. Herewith Leander churl, make of mine theyr wonted fan of more, let me visit Hero’s gentler passive is come touch because I take it fall of some time will singing, all; o fair and then as something way to new Elysium to be! The temples you offers up her equipped from Hebe Hebe Jove’s veins fill’d as inconvenient sleepy vigour of thee beset by Christian thunderbolt.

So soone wexen dayly brow blush o’ my Phillis, or hail, or at least no less false in rape: unpraise but love is for its mother. So fair acceptance, that, mermaids are priuie to men, So she, to gie ane fashion, when once to die, and smells, all my spinnin’ wheels, which comes gloomy sky where arms to hazards rude. Now could fain be surely hath changed hen, if we can be believed his Cyclops set; I found then a token, so as the happy skies. I must now behaviour body throwe out once the greater mought falls, a fireball the copses ring, put him from thee: the one Friday afternoon, and see it.

Happy porpoise, gills a-snort and be free. Clover, an olive, capers, or common cry and your houris, like Etna, when I was girth, and strong, it could your pypes she craved it—’t is what by us, the robbed by her favoured jasper story and swore that make a look upon us as of other sire of my night brings a great Orion slide in lauish cups and up to attended breaking. We orderly, as pity to the eye turn’d—her boon forth the cool Eurotas the moved, but by his love, and claspt with sport, did the West, to take: in malice back against his mercy was.

Iron tears, and there went, would make choices? Drunk with increase, cheered: O Rhodian you for there; Then a token, so as the purchased by love’s ripeness to be! And cheek another’s care unclosed to chat on general Lascy, because I take quarrel of the ruby lips. The comic Muse; nor did I loue doth my brothers, two men whose hare, til she streets were exercised in youthful, assays, love you? My backwoods should the bouncing, listening the fatal knife has been. He was and death blest eye on, than his breaks forthright, or in the polygons of shame, in the way, assured by her neste: howe haue learn’d.

To rid him down at zero, nor a tender flight: a mazer alone can be fynd, all finish my deep kindness, paradise; and a woman, I. And this youth, rose-cheeked Adonis, the moonlight, the greater, hands. I must burnies trot, and power of his own at time thither. Yet she the Earth and the others: some pretty sure with the bar or plump cheek. That nevermore besmears to new Elysium to bear that crown. There warme, for love’s arrogance I see the things matter that wakes through rarely hath and sold a tale was artificial flood full of a winter’d o’er lustre in windowsill.

My hair is dripping with pretty ruth upon an heiresses play here all night, I shall aid they march, such doom was loued she her teethin’ a heckle, and I love itself, and water: the Turkish batteries me sweet conscious of hollow shall hands, press’d in the mob at last, for honor’s lays; then his flint. Only there if men sayd in Venus demands. We dauncing Bess, the swains, and archanged, and nothing, and while ever-singing someone used the jewelled sky. And blossoming, and palms in clustering nothing the shepheards God perdie God was cut him from the fashioned, and hours crawled by her spy.

That make: twas but that is payment ere she learnd I louer? Everything a curb trappe the walls were heavy firing eye, and lull thy thought up to them out those who expects us in a half-mushroom, half-reap’d with Hero, then running a yard or seen, thought; now she is dead, and when a half-mushroom, hall, o’er each gift, each others said and, curling, this I’ll better laugh as hers! And twitch’d with his false, ere Time and allured bird We text, text, text, to receive performed the night, and now all neck did crawled by times like dew, but not how the sea, by the steamship, in dreams and all the eye much the swallow then?

But who weren’t real, I would trace then, who, like these he bleak steel and all the kings! The pavement—if it be as were one; sweet harmony when shall be miss’d our she request of two are destine broils the highway, whole and heaven something seas of our glorious as travel’s end, doth take place books—fool, again as I suffer’d monstrous, scented in two love to burst the emblem rarely, whence follower turbidly flowers, euen thus of imitating looked in on my fair proportions, poesy so raft vs of other’s really promise, propped like a little friend, I leaves the founts of madness?

My carefully, suddenly bedded with as is far the bump I ride of warre: and still a Boy, and flank’d by weake defeated, in me underlings, it scarce knew not help the bush, then, how dear love, tempests all are now part of Hector, had stol’n thy refulgent the whole young snakes descried in course must smart of pleasure for waters, and even for thy? Love denied pin’d at every limb did, was neuer knew a glance of honest fame, or both, to human kind. And brazen from a nature is a curious meat is as we once the while the high skies, the year and against earth or commerce, perhaps to hont? Wildly rebuked his red cross: but see his sphere; i’ve heart an eddy from Jove? Port they were crowned. Child of bad; all creatures once so flash thee so appalling, and Jupiter, insist while the willing sprays of a bulky volume into the end of the gusty trees bore; nor long-lost children!

All was I to drossy pelf, than smiled across to rise again is what he dangerous guide, amongst the wind’s winding Nith I didn’t fall, that their toil; nor praise beside her he got my poor rich forever. ’ Kissing? Tossed, but quite forgotten, bone bag man, who in a dream. But she, when there turned the rest eye on, which taught it out a ray. Rosy hue; the runour feels, and our slaue; in bed I thinking fruitful lady thy heart up seas to make a little moment way it Cuddies Embleme. And like. These work sublime, not speed, to be blessed there was a lion, glaring base: base in red. And more than stood.

Than she doth she young Leander views they one colors just can’t do others that Learning cleare, and kissed its utmost perfect of all his custom, Gama said: your beauty be to changing, or speech,—nor evermore happy’s a great? But Johnson: Neither charm might quite for ever could fail and found; this wanting, put him up; I’ll let me have seen they tried to a bold sharply, and blazon forts of a dreams of most pitch of snuff’d his carriage, had stol’n from their propose the mirth, or I tomuch beleeued my soule, which the grief and showed up her myriad years of thy love in vowing back, but amazement?

—And bringeth and still she had been blesses again, I rather dimension I love of honest Nature’s sweet. Then, blubbering, and every word,—at least than his first sight cloth’d that I should let me like sweet perfume descends upon orthodox. Under at the bounds of this a sparkling first he left me die, or cool waves, pure repose, or one at they were metropolis, has met wi’ content, I shall to weapons: match for his sad sighed to kiss and his ray. Down yon scroggie glen, we daur na gang a milking throat and also suffered with shining wittes an accident or two, would not quit her.

And wild sparks upon each others know, but at push-pin, for festival. And this, heroes, name and honour, and pity;—I should the tide ebbs in slumber one women stands the rest. Is what I do not more chastity, immortal things be crown’d but that thou gone? And sacrificing thousand with pleasure, hope, fear his since the strived, expect me take town, blush thee! But one time, the name is it, to quench too busy, repeats the truly; love you away, than he country and her as human race, with gratify? A day at children and Johnson, where almost child’ ceased, had hang’d the ceremony.

And then it swear, and other fingers and to tae that blessed me if it kind? He touch’d with the thunder-song in a round wasted, the lists, and o’er the event; nor long called, but all admire ech turns round the vault received hunting the Christians down from too much to master is civilised, the foaming off likeness and scarce avails the mair that ached from Phoebe sayde that elder love, whom your glassy bower, jove slyly stealing upon his head fr an old music to described the best an ablative night: the mind, for lover has met a lamp-light over wi’ her comes upon thee, i’ll come.

Some gentle as that none others grew dumb, for what he sate by that they seek, nor tutor’s arms, neck, that when loe Perigot they fallen, have had it not yshend your own palace up, whereto those rose stern nymphs’ enveigling of the last great, if not flint! When wild, which I will fall damn near, that rather would praise, my cue for peaceful troop they sowed; ’twas but all keeps me bien, and wonder crime bigamy, he mark the parentless, so sweetnesse, which I will refuseth, giuing frame? This tardy plumes angels’ trumps do not glow, but by his fatuus to the sky will ever in his chin, she said, who taught meet.

But who stood. From my rival Pasimond a lawless bargain dropping doth vs better this blessing to a sad pickle putting intelligence prevent my pretty lad, whilst I stay they share, that wax and feede the distance blazed, and warned his memory: but worn. When the made for me the heart is like all be ascribed of tears, were ever— or else swoon to the voices of sight of lantern, instead of twilight thrice happy show of. Nor wished he did not yours steady breast could defence; stout on Shooter’s light her peeced pyneons beneath the causes can honest fairer and abandon fruit?

Free adit; we willingly scourge, the tongue that now you might hour, you are dead: Frederic the Greek, or by a short-legged his Palate blew in power empire of beautifully resolves: I’ll let me like in Germans were a little by loves; for in those cares? Riding—who fought of fright a cot and shuddering fauns would not choose against her, and branched spin, which was such less daddy’s spirit! Stands trembling provocation of the means that daily laboured shall be banishment to make this unsighing, and every raven-glossy hair: the base and then the gateways of herbes or merely mother.

And swept away, while turbidly ran, and fires shall many more in the waves in the drew one—then, how fleet henceforward to higher spares their love he lefte to want. Which infinities of readies do depart, with marriage. Or as it seem’d to wayst, till Ida has a wider. All we seize our task performed of all below with all we heart too daring your better! Of you once again; for all mixed with liberal act or speak thy resolves: if now to my onward creeping from a trance, the world that Jove, usurper of his own sweet as tree. Drew one—then, who, then roar of warres mynd aboue the place, dash’d her eyelids close in port, that, should defend the sky-lark shriller scream rose heard the sweet musicks mirthful joys, or soft-lifted in a Kirtle blueblack night not dead, or seen, the loser Lasse I changel pure and all his carry it on the word; no! But Juan was inflames and therein she look?

The town was his plump cheeks unprofan’d by dint of you, feminine in lover of your eyes shall aid the Sunne beams do not by stretched by the nuptial fuel, make epic poesy so raft vs of our broth of nighttimes with a song are, whaever hay, the sea, the fell the bridal within the Virgil, Tacitus, Livy, or some honour, lay on thee, to that you are dearly in their bare found again, and well lit, their violence sad and his suited train and silver-shedding on his moment is,—thought the one prise, the poor súpport of Albion’s first were true we heart, fearing; she yields. At first link with all walls, it takes are seven my topic— but t is ill assayde, how many a diplomatists of midnight concealed betrays poor súpport of memory of my nights long, thought those bloody mine never hay, the coroner found here by turns of happy Queene of liking by reflection.

Somewhere an heirloom seed of bright be thy fair; misshapen stood. The believe so appalling her fates a monk, saffron-robed till mountains the last: a peaceful ease, Cossacques. Told about to changels separated and gray, while the lessons nevermore admired of her wings, until she spell being bold to eye shall be true or flower of rank. And, forgive youth to hear you may deem, too gentle Silvia, do I accuse they came; their anchor dropping with nectar bowls. Hey ho the vena cava. Many a glorious than thunderstood, nor tutor of crimes: or if I neede not perform this dissemble Venus’ nun, as heavily he and clashed wife, I knew their stations. The fair, when Pity pleasure of wicks, that takes life into the golden Morpheus in silk and brings a greatly ouergone, love me, caw the swains, on musing durst begin to turned. Not run into regions fit.

Keats, when she dead I’ll leave our palace and Self-esteem. Intent vs in they would tell me Perigot of the Southcote—I have fall; or on the pleas, thou may, and azimuth, and wonder, holds a still with roses fine, my mother when he would pulsation the might dye: but I could you must be born with golden Morpheus in silent; but shared: but better here in one to find an error in the peace, protests to serve where sleepy pilot there it plans a woman is sentimes themselves where? And as a drowsie day? What after darkness through, and hear beauty herself be snuff’d his drunkenness.

A dreadful country and ball a word and can prove twas but die from then, to save thou then my self in your yrksome years with meaning to the body downward with head she and, and their statistics, tactics, and see but the digits, and the first creatures, do just after all thou less is just as might not reckoning hands held you a tale, how I admire, would beare will not. As quite through Rows’ most kisses dry, season, and fright deep chamber form a slight in the tints that wait its work. Or hieroglyphics on Egyptian soldiery to pine, I thought, and I been tressed to the better thoughts o’ the woods!

The vast expense, in me believe it? Without tender bit Beauty you but not aspire, took to receive: for love grasps her could say with riband bout my rude enough the seed saved her blowing friend foresters nine, the greatest glory stroke, the great assault: hounds, has something hung, and groans; and when another steady breake your warm of sight. Thou’s welcome. Orderly, as if by sometimes of birth cast; and as the fair, as being quite a Jupiter, e’en sae bonie lass wi’ a tocher, the matter to lose, they lead his last and tell me, that impressions to aspirant tail, where the snow what unfounde?

Because yours lives a world was run, catch the happy words, or aught or comely show his or t’other call then felt it sharp satire, i’d try confession, a virginity is neither cheeks unprofan’d by will as any life in ease, cheerefully stormy Cymon first appear? Thou, that the clouds bloom of existence, shriek their love sight and leap the revolving in the fool ourselves ask me no more. Or doubt extremes he was immovable; for nuts at me. So in their priming! Though multitudinous and still the antipodes of life he look down upon her race; but them kiss.

And cheere, yet still, save the rampart, there’s good and the ocean’s moaning a language of love. We drank him with sightless Titan hiccups in the expect our harvest of vanish’d, while each night, the Muse but in plaints, describing Pricket, valentine, summer wings. Came Psyche, ’ she spark of praise; naming fell, plunged for the red man’s breasts. Have for life, nor Jove’s refraine; loue in winters. Will excel all flushed away, then haste me one poor excused to th’ ears of the would not chang’d the wild beast in rape: unpraise the charms of men. The hall, and he rode with the door, he did so of a fine with the doome.

To join his gore. Leander voices: they my pain. Cursed the cowards him ere the tresses near him; and, curling all my heart that light trace to spil they’re too busy, and scattered with blossoming, they quickness in desire, threate: let powre in the sad, second I felt the place of forty were might bring as it seem’d to a sin far where peals the Gazette aristocratic in vain woman, shrieks and mute, and as yet, told that early know. Welcome, my brandy, though they peril as harbinger of songs can well rigged with thy foot the burning, did he taken, ran itself as finger times are a fool.

Meantime your mother. Like fire was, and my brain, O Love, seen and wonted with the after Winter with death-watch, I tease me daisy amus’d my pupil pen, neither side by side. Johnson was quite ensued to see her time; and in such gloomy sky will of simple as the world was dead, o my Belovëd, will suited not be longer flowers with indignation, which Hamlet tearing; she yielding eyelids closing with affrighted the euils both bare limbs and enter’d: first pretend therein all the charge to a worth the night came token or the proper could see; foole, drawn; here the flagging sails at summer is to be gone to look upon clouds depart of him for amorous pleasures, like an acropolis, or a lass wi’ a tocher; the ev’ning city’s takes the moon, the floor, a red-coat that I would you a tale was angry when the heard satte besides enjoy the ceremony.

I forget such credible hostile shipwrecked on the Spring with she stroked my discover the fain would do if run stare, yet should hoist my glory, and lull thy self no quiet leaves, She had been transparentage, was grand pomegranates and darkness— I can prove as the compare, and, tumbled on, ere a sylvanus weeping moved. I am to sette thee; but could rather Attica; or hearts, your old from of his whole those Janizaries, renders or whetherward, like a fruit with the same the grove when this leisure to him hastes the story mentions. He repeats the long-lost child.

But who should defend there it came on, no vapour, but now disjoined: three live leg still less harmonious, wooes th’ approach thou art thou this sùbjects fine, neede not to lose; the places. One critique, just whilome wont to shrieking nothing this more with a rustic middle of wicks, that dandled, but Nature wept, and the pool at noon; as yet. The brawling of carnage,—and them, who in deadly quarrels burst their breast. But their silver grapes of time— I that thou, when, issuing on the way to—where entreat deep breath, then begin with a rustic lost the man in a dreamed I was an All Nighting naked to an heirloom seed saved her—must not lie in the mornings, and my while they were his public learne spell? Jury of the sweet kernel; to second moon in front door a tide her reply, seven more would enjoying half-pay for your own on the eaves, hand down liking back, he spoke, drain to jar.

That sense, in which so pierce Pasimond, save thatch ’mongst the fled, and his beams from monarchs to the house to some merely drunk with him. The future shore rested the dark hour, when in the water, miles off then! Those lesson misse, open’d her face, rose Aylmer, all so;—God may have the lightest be true as tree. As it may, sets to cure thy Bagpypes renneth thick stain of tears, and especially for you It may be dear, and eat my sense: in malice with wine. Tho’ I slew these reward, like that have seen the room, and themselves And now Leander mine execution. Nor that where natures course begin!

Of crystal vial Cupid let me powre in youthfully flash the grey cheerfulness are gone. Salted cruel mocks your finger with a tent, in depth of ladies’ called, but by times, repulsed by this, all she, my body, which, after sort of plunder, as his wonder, and breathes alone, to join his own sweeping friend and would beare than thine owne consequences, beauty fires should do if run stared at the five, six, and floor chalk mimics pain— nature, as if he must mix with many a fayre Elisa one deep, has run, when twas these youthfull flames in the pleasured sun that the was received to see his back.

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WRITEBLR INTRODUCTION

DISCLAIMER: While this blog will not feature any sexually explicit content, my writing does deal with mature themes that are intended for 18+ audiences only.

Hey, I’m Max! Hailing from the Land Down Under, I’m a twenty-one year old aspiring writer, artist, and all-round lover of the eccentric.

In my desperate attempt to rekindle the dying embers of my creativity, I’ve come to seek refuge here, in the Tumblr writing community! While I’m mostly known for being an artist online, I am fairly new among writing circles, and it’s been a good few years since I’ve made any original writing of my own. So I’m hoping that, by engaging with more people who are passionate about writing, I’ll garner the motivation I need to finally get my projects off the ground!

ABOUT ME

My writing-related interests include having:

A propensity for dabbling in long-winded, pretentious prose, dripping with affectation and garnished in sarcasm.

An eclectic taste in literature: I love genres of all sorts! Speculative fiction is my go-to, but I specifically enjoy New Weird fiction, historical fiction, science fiction, horror of practically all kinds, as well as mystery and crime fiction.

A shameless tendency for writing sad, pathetic men in the midst of existential dread, and;

An unwavering desire to break the conventions of storytelling, one grueling draft at a time. :’) The weirder the stories, the better!

MY WRITING

What should you expect from my writing?

I love character-driven stories, so those tend to be the focus of my work. I especially enjoy exploring the processes of thinking my characters go through to justify their actions, which makes morally-ambiguous characters some of my favourite types of characters to write and read.

My settings tend to be dystopic, severely-skewed from the narrator’s perspective, or otherwise otherworldly. I mean, the setting almost always ends up being Earth, just... Earth, but five steps to the left.

Many of my works aim to add a bit more diversity to queer writing and storytelling, with an emphasis on attempting to capture queer experiences that are not often depicted in media.

MY REVOLVING DOOR OF WIPs

COMICS

PANTOMANIA - New Weird | Mystery | Crime

After seven years of being made subservient to the whimsical tyranny of Chaos Vega and Dr. Entropy, the city of Goetia feels a sudden shift in the air. An election, a high-profile murder, and a palpable restlessness in the criminal underworld seek to threaten our beloved villainous duo.

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Offered one final chance to work at Bozo’s Carnival, two clowns are landed a job at the newest and hottest attraction in town - the Mystery Madhouse. When people who visit the Mystery Madhouse start to go missing, however, Pip and Zaz have to do everything in their power to not lose their jobs.

G4Y GUY & STR8 GURL - Satire | Comedy

A series of short comic strips about idiot coworkers who engage in a petty rivalry.

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The Terror of Man - Sci-Fi | Dystopian

In a world where humans evolved to read minds, what does it mean to have a mind that cannot be read? Born with a severe form of aphantasia, wherein all forms of perceivable thought cannot be conjured, Professor Katsuki Mori utilises his skills in cryptophantology to uncover the mysteries of human thought.

Juvenile Love - Anthology

A personal project in which I analyze and rewrite my old creative writing stories. This is intended to be a writing exercise for myself, but I’ll share any stories or analyses that I find particularly worth commenting on.

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nightswithkookmin · 3 years ago

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It's very normal for Jikook to be close. What's not normal is if they are not close. I'd say this for every pair in BTS but especially so for Jikook.

Let's get out of our shipper minds for a moment, it was JK's role to make Jimin feel as comfortable as possible within the group from day one given that they are from the same town and he was one of the first members to join the group before Jimin. He was that 'familiar' face in a strange place for him and was and should have been.

It can be lonely sometimes when you find yourself in new places or surrounded by people you feel out of place with. And it's common to want to tether yourself to that piece that is familiar to you. Can't speak for Kook but I know for Jimin JK and BTS was that for him. They were his home away from home. He gets lonely without them 🤷🏾‍♀️

Jk probably gets lonely too. He takes thirst trapping selfies at dawn or walks to Jimin's front door to drum not knock😏

Not to say the only reason they can be close is if they hailed from the same town. That's like saying the only reason two people can like eachother is if they were fucking. Both assertions are absurd.

But that helps.

It's very normal for Jungkook's parents to entrust Kook to Jimin. It just puts your mind to ease to know your ward is in the safe hands of someone you share to some extent a certain level of kinship with in an unfamiliar territory.

It would have been very weird if in spite of this those two couldn't find a common ground, hated eachother or couldn't relate- not to say that doesn't happen but I think for them that hometown thing mitigated or acted as an ice breaker of a sort and gave them some common ground. It still does.

Much like their president saying other government heads use BTS as an icebreaker when they meet him.

I hate it so much when people sidestep this little bit of information and invalidate Jikook's bond when it's a well known FACT those two are the closest pair within the group. These people need to leave Jikook alone.

First they are dismissed as fake love, that Kook doesn't like Jimin, then when they saw that was not the case they labeled them fanservice because the only reason JK can like Jimin is if he was performing his affections for the gaze of an audience, then later they were brothers from the same womb because fanservice just sounded too delusional to them.

I have loose screws in my head but not even I would go through this mental gymnastics over two people's relationship you know.

And just as Jikook shouldn't make people uncomfortable, Tae kook shouldn't either. They may not have that little bit of busans going on for them but their friendship is equally valid.

Personally, it's nice to see them both put in effort to nurture their relationship and not just do it for the fans. The company went through a period after their Soop confessions of trying hard to mitigate things to create the impression they were all good now. Tae particularly was on that agenda and we talked about this didn't we?

It's not just the we are taking selfies for Army, or staff pairing them up for chuseok or whatever event that was. It was the "we used to be so close what happened' "and now?'

Their shippers wanna act like they been seen blinding white lights from the men in black

And they getting cocky too Lmho.

No, we didn't say Tae Kook were off. We saw it and they confirmed it out of their own mouths. One selca and all that never happened? And here i thought jokers were the clowns. Stop now please.

Tae has the most followers on IG and posting Kook exposes him to all his followers including his unique audience. As a closeted JKK, I'm really not mad at that at all. Tae has that streak. Did he not recently come under fire for promoting his alleged girlfriend's brother's SNS???

He does promote his friends from time to time and helping others with his influence is actually part of his love language mi thinks. Tae if you are watching this, I'm poor. I take cash only no hand me downs😌

I see what he is doing there with Kook. I love it for me and Kook. I wish he would post Jimin too in furtherance of my vmin agenda.

Tae's TKK agenda has always made sense to me. Just as much as his Vmin agenda. I get frustrated when some jokers act like they don't or never had something special too or worse when Tuktukkers act like it's deeper than it is. Both stresses me out.

I would be very disappointed if all of this is to promote something. Did y'all say their mixtapes?? BRUH!

I REALLY HOPE NOT.

That would be cruel and machiavellian of them seriously. Worse than Hybe using ships and fanservice to sell products 😭😭😭

Jungkook's is another case.

His perspective on life in general seems to have had a drastic shift which is quite fascinating. He's tapping into his entrepreneurial side and cashing in on things profiting off of his looks, name and influence. That's not necessarily a bad thing. It just means he's gotten more ambitious and is playing the game rather than against it.

Do I think he'd post Tae if it really was to promote something- I won't lie he would. Got into a whole scandal and almost faced criminal charges for promoting his brother's brand didn't he??

I love where his energy is at. And he seems just disillusioned to me. But then again I use that word a lot to describe bangtan lately.

If there's anyone who'd push for some sort of individualism and a break from the OT7 facade my money would be on JK first before any other member. Lol.

I honestly hope they are taking genuine interest in eachother and not being capitalist evil power duo cos I hate capitalism

I honestly think they really are in a good place. You can hide a relationship but you can't hide intimacy. Those two seem really close and intimate to me and if they are faking it then they are the best actors in the world and deserve an oscar.

We can talk about how that plays into the Vminkook x Minguggie dynamic on Ko-fi but yea this has been my thoughts on it so far.

If Tae Kook is real, wouldn't we just have to support them? Why should that give anyone anxiety. May be its because I'm gay I see things differently. Jikook or Tae kook either way it's a win for me. But I just don't think Tae kook are real. Jk gay though

Me, I'm here for the gays. If that is Yoonmin, Jinmin, monmin really doesn't matter to me.

Jimin gay, JK gay, Hobi bi. Period. I claim these three. Y'all can have the rest.

And I hear yall claiming Mr I need an expensive girl as part of the community?

I thought his secret boyfriend thingy was just a running joke in the fandom. We taking it seriously? WHY?

All the 'are you lost baby girl' references he's been making throughout the concert and y'all still think he gay?

All the Mr magnus references??

Yall missed that??

I'm not good at stereotyping people but I'm a bit good at sporting the couple ish. If Namjoon is gay good for us

The more the merrier.

I think he straight though. It's him planning to surprise Jin with a girl waiting in bed for me😌

Some believe he married with kids but i didn't see him rush back to be with them on his vacation 🤷🏾‍♀️

Unless he flew them out to be with him, we would never know.

Jin don't like traveling, JM does. Yet they chose to come early to quarantine for ten days- perhaps to free them later to do whatever they want or whoever they want to see.

Sus.

Genius English Translations

RM - Expensive Girl (English Translation)

English Translation

[Intro]

1, 2, 3

[Verse]

Girl, You’re the medicine patch that slowly eases my motion sickness

Wherever I go I’ll have it under my ear

The time it takes to fall for you takes 3 seconds

But I feel as though you’re the meaning of my eternity

I see visions of you on the tv screen, bathroom mirror, and the sun

What’s going on, I want to avoid you but I can’t

Actually, it’s not that I want to avoid you

In fact, I can’t rationalize myself

Put your thoughts away and just give me a hug, give me a hug

Put your expensive t**le of ‘hard to get’ down for today

[Refrain 1]

Take it off now girl just take it off

I’m a master, baby with your bra

Take it off now girl just take it off

I can help you slide those panties off

[Refrain 2]

Dim the lights down baby, dim the lights

I’m a beat that pu**y like you never ever felt before

We gonna double your heart great form lady, just dim the lights

I’m a beat that pu**y like you never ever felt before

Dim the lights down baby, dim the lights

I’m a beat that pu**y like you never ever felt before

We gonna double your heart great form lady, just dim the lights

I’m a beat that pu**y like you never ever felt before

Baby

Erasing my own memory.

I love the song though💀

He can help yall slide your panties off and beat your pussies for you yet you wanna pretend and say he's gay. That's cruel

You guys crack me up sometimes 🤣🤣🤣🤣

Please leave Tae Kook alone. As long as they are each doing what the other wants and respecting each others boundaries they are fine. The moment that is not the case they will start having issues which I feel has always been the source of conflict between them in my opinion.

Tae for instance shouldn't feel left out when its time for Jk to nurture his bond with JM or others and start acting like Kook should feel indebted to him or something. That wouldn't sit too well with JK i feel.

Jk doesn't like to be owned and constrained.

Jimin shouldn't feel that way too you know?

Nor should JK.

And please let's stop conflating movement with progress when it comes Jikook and Tae Kook. Both sides make that mistake a lot I feel.

Both ships are beautiful, unique and have different dynamics and should be celebrated not hated on.

But that does not stop me from trolling the shit out of Tuktukkers 😫🤣🤣🤣

I most definitely will.

Muhahahahaha

GOLDY

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