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bluemari23 · 6 months
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dancing like butterfly wings || park seonghwa
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summary: you've been feeling a little down lately as you experience another flare up, and not wanting to feel like a burden, you try to to hide it from your soulmate.
pairing: seonghwa x reader
genre: fluff, soulmate au
warnings: some depressive thoughts, insecurities, mc going through it, disabled reader (POTS), mentions of vomit/vomiting
masterlist
for my disabled people who sometimes just wanna be taken care of ❤️
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It wasn't like you always wanted to feel this way, incompetent and unable to do anything. You felt like a complete burden.
Even Seonghwa felt like he had to stay back with you, instead of going and exploring the city before the concert tonight with the rest of the boys.
You woke up feeling a little nauseous, until it was time to get up and then you had to run to the bathroom, hoping you didn't wake up your sleeping soulmate. He had a long night last night, having a concert and then doing a live with Hongjoong and Wooyoung.
He didn't get into the room until after two am, practically falling into bed beside you and pulling you into his arms.
You closed the door, hoping it would block the sound of you, but it didn't. You could feel the hand rubbing at your back as he holds your hair back with his other hand.
"Go away Hwa. I don't want you to see this." You cried out, frustrated with yourself and your body, thoughts moving back to why you couldn't have a normal body.
"Baby, why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling well? Is that why you went to bed early?" He asked, trying to figure out if you were in a flare up or just sick, or both.
He hated seeing you like this, and always tried to do his best to help you prevent flare ups, but sometimes you couldn't prevent one. Noe even with all the preparation in the world.
"Please Hwa." You are practically sobbing now, but you had managed to stop throwing up.
Seonghwa moved you so you were lying against his chest, a warm wash cloth already in hand as he then helped clean you up and wipe away the sweat that accumulated on your forehead and brow.
It had taken a little while, and the ignoring of your pleading, to get you back into bed and curled up against his side. He had already messaged the boys about your condition and that he would be staying back with you.
You hated that your body decided that now was the time to attack itself, a flare up of your disability leaving your heart rate unable to lower and your blood pooling making you nauseous and unable to lay still.
"Alright, my love. I have your salty snacks, and your drink. How about we put a movie on, hmm?" Seonghwa looks down at you after pulling you back into his side as he gets back into the large, comfy hotel bed.
"Please Seonghwa, I can take care of myself. You've always wanted to explore this city. it's okay, I promise." You try to tell him, but he doesn't hear it.
"That's the thing, my love. You don't have to take care of yourself. Not anymore. Not when you have me." He squeezes your shoulder and places a soft, loving kiss to your temple before moving to grab the remote and look for a movie for the too of you to watch.
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*knock*knock*
You both turn to the door, hearing voices and a small screech before the door opens, Wooyoung falling in with Yunho holding the door key and the rest of the boys peering inside.
"Guys? What's going on?" Seonghwa asks the boys, mainly looking towards Hongjoong who just looked at you both sheepishly.
"Well, we heard you weren't feeling well and wanted to cheer you up." Hongjoon responded, holding up a bouquet of your favorite flowers, already in a cute vase.
That's when you both noticed the rest of the boys were all holding different items or bags, with the legos in Jongho's grasp catching your eye.
You couldn't help the tears that threatened to fall from your waterline, seeing how much the boys cared for you.
You tried to sit up so you could get out of bed only for San to move forward, propping up the pillows behind you and preventing you from leaving the bed.
"No, it's okay! We'll just sit with you!" San grinned at you, making a small smile grow on your own lips. He sat down and put his bag on the bed, opening it to reveal your favorite takeout. You didn't even know they had it in this city.
"See, baby. You don't have to take care of yourself. We will do it."
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mynameis-noe-body · 1 year
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Masterlist
For those wondering: I closed the previous mynameis-noe-body blog and opened a new one, to make it a main blog and have free access to dm.
First of all, rules. This is a list of my works, and I will rate them accordingly to Ao3 guidelines. This means they may be explicit and so, strictly +18.
I will write for the following fandoms and more (find more in others).
I will not write underage. I am comfortable with a certain amount of angst and/or violence but it's still up to me to decide what I am okay with.
I will not write for The Marauders fandom, since I do not appreciate those characters.
Requests are closed for the moment. And thank you for reading.
▪️Wizarding World
Shot through the heart
Professor Severus Snape × Original Female Character
Rating: Mature
Status: Complete (multiple chapters)
Summary: Licorice Hatch has traveled the world, fulfilling her dream of becoming one of the most famous writers and reporters in the Wizarding World. Now, she is coming back. Merlin only knows the turmoil she has caused in the heart of her dark, splendid professor. And at the very thought — eager to hold her in his arms again — Severus can't help but relive their whole story, from the very beginning, when it all started with a Wilbur Smith's book and... a two-month detention!
The Old Mill at the Hogsmeade's Eastern Forest
Post-Second Wizarding War Severus Snape × you (F)
Rating: Mature
Status: in progress (multiple chapters)
Summary: A year and a half after the end of the war, Severus still hasn't managed to leave Britain. No one knows of his survival, and for months he enjoys a life of silence, solitude and well-deserved peace. Everything would be absolutely perfect, were it not for you, sitting on his empty tombstone everyday to bring condolences and read some poetry. When it's said that curiosity killed the cat...
▪️Adam Driver Fandom
How to (not) kill a stranger
Kylo Ren × you (F)
Rating: Explicit
Status: Complete (multiple chapters)
Summary: He glances at you. "A young lady like you shouldn't travel alone, on a night like this." You want to roll your eyes and send him to hell, but he was kind to help you and you don't want any more trouble. "I couldn't really stay in Aberdeen. I knew my old Corolla wouldn't hold up for long, not in this weather, but I wanted to at least get to the Motel for the night." He nods, raises the temperature of the car and you thank him again. He doesn't acknowledge your words. But he smirks. "Aren't you afraid you just crossed your path with a murderer?" You grin. "What are the odds that we are both murderers?"
▪️Stranger Things
Catch me if you can, Chief!
Chief Jim Hopper × you (F)
Rating: Explicit
Status: Complete (one shot)
Summary: It's the 4th of July in Hawkins, and while everybody's having fun at the amusement park, the only one who's catching your attention is Jim Hopper, Chief of Police — and he's looking at you, equally interested.
This Friday night
Chief Jim Hopper × you (F)
Rating: Mature
Status: Complete (one shot)
Summary: All alone on a Friday night, after a long week of college classes, you just want to eat some ice cream and watch a movie. You didn't expect Jim to pay you visit — but god, if it isn't a nice surprise. OR — you and Jim (your father's best friend) get intimate on your parents' couch.
“Nothing to say, hm?”
Chief Jim Hopper × you (F)
Rating: Mature
Status: Complete (one shot)
Summary: You let Billy flirt with you a little... that might not be a good idea. Jim will find a very passionate way of showing his jealousy.
Sunday morning: pancakes and...
Chief Jim Hopper x you (F)
Rating: Mature
Status: Complete (one shot)
Summary: You make Jim breakfast and decide to wake him up with your hands and mouth.
▪️John Wick Fandom
🖤 Marquis Vincent Bisset De Gramont 🖤
I am your slave
Marquis Vincent Bisset De Gramont × you (F/GN)
Rating: Teen & Up Audience
Status: Complete (one shot)
Summary: You and Vincent play the jealousy game at a public evening gala of the High Table. You end up revelieng almost all of your feelings to each other.
Safe in his arms
Marquis Vincent Bisset De Gramont × you (F/GN)
Rating: Teen & Up Audience
Status: Complete (one shot)
Summary: Vincent, who has fallen in love with you and made you his beautiful wife, has never really told you about his true life of crime and murder. What will you do the first time you catch him red handed?
Little dove
Marquis Vincent Bisset De Gramont × you (F)
Rating: Explicit
Status: Complete (one shot)
Summary: You're the Marquis' favorite tailor — and you always act so innocent and pure it would just too much fun to ruin you (corruption kink).
🖤 John Wick 🖤
Origami
John Wick × reader (F/GN)
Rating: All
Status: Complete (one shot - drabble)
Summary: A casual encounter lead you and John to looking for each other, wishing to meet again.
▪️Others (open to write for: Alice in Wonderland, Joker(s), Johnny Depp fandom)
Wonderland Chronicles
Tarrant Higtop (Mad Hatter) × Alice Kingsley
Fandom: Alice in Wonderland
Rating: Explicit
Status: Complete (one shot)
Summary: Alice and Tarrant get inspired by fruit juices and enjoy smutty time, all alone during a tea party.
🔹A list of k*nks without explanation
Severus Snape
Lucius Malfoy
Eddie Munson
Billy Hargrove
Chief Jim Hopper
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delyth88 · 2 months
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X-Men rewatch part 4
Next up was X-Men: Days of Future Past.
Now this one I had actually seen before, and very much enjoyed, but it is so much better having watched First Class as well. Funny that. XD
I love me some time travel shenanigans, and this delivered. The dystopian future was really rather grim and I'll be seeing those images in my mind for a while yet I imagine. :/ The sense of inevitable doom was strong! I ended up watching this over three evenings, so perhaps that's given it more impact than it would usually have. And I felt they did a really good job tying the present with the past here.
Random thoughts...
OMG! I did not see Erik actually killing Wolverine coming. I feel like that was a line crossed, and I'm interested to see if that plays out in the last two films of the younger generation. I mean I guess we see that plenty in the original films, but in that case it was always with the hope that things might improve - it's a lot harder to watch things going in the opposite direction. And just how isolated Erik is now - that can't be good.
I didn't remember how the main plot played out, but I love that Mystique created the opportunity for a positive ending, although I'm a little unsure why she didn't just let Erik carry on? Might have to watch it again. Oh noes. Was she wanting to reduce the number of casualties but still get Trask, or something else?
I have enjoyed how Mystique has been a much more important and well developed character in these films so far than in the original trilogy. Makes her feel less like the exotic naked woman thrown in for fun which it kinda felt it was to me in the earlier films.
And Charles. Beautiful heartbroken Charles. I loved his story. While I'm not entirely sure they sold the reasons why quite well enough, it was clear that the last few years had NOT been kind to him. I loved his exchange with Erik on the plane. And I can very much empathise with the desire to block it all out and stop caring so much - and to have a means of doing that, that also coincidentally allows you to walk again - it would have been irresistible.
I thought the conversation with his future self was a good way to push him along the right track and to tie the two eras together. But man, does the message of holding on to hope and working for something better ring differently in 2024.
And I'd forgotten that the impact of these changes meant that Jean was still alive. I did very much enjoy Wolverine walking stupidly around the mansion working out what was going on after he woke up, and his conversation with Charles at the end. Sometimes you just need the soppy ending.
The whole thing with Peter breaking Erik out of the Pentagon, I'd forgotten about that. I've seen that video clip floating around on Tumblr so often now (the one where he rescues everyone from the mansion) that I can't recall if I've actually seen the movie that's from now (I don't think I have because I think I've now seen all the ones I remember). But the rescue scene was just great fun. And the short line about his Mum telling him his Dad had similar powers now meant something to me where it would have gone over my head in 2014.
I am in very real danger of falling in love with another bunch of characters with tragic backstories in films from the 2010s. Sigh. If there's anything equivalent in modern media that I'm missing, please do let me know so I don't have to catch up on it in 10 years time, eh?
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beanyboobee · 8 months
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Do you mind if I ask your top 10 favorite characters (can be male or female) from all of the media that you loved (can be anime/manga, books, movies or tv series)? And why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before.....Thanks...
Oh! I love these types of questions of course! Well my favorite character tends to change every once awhile, so I'll just sort of throw out a few. I don't know if I have 10 because it's been awhile since I've watched anything properly! But here we go! In no particular order-
1. Noe Archivisite: Noe is my favorite character in media at the moment. Specifically Noe in the Manga as opposed to his Anime counterpart. There's just something so interesting abiut him. How he is written to sort of be the eyes on the world. Also his excitement for making new friends and his ability to get lost even under the simplest of circumstances [I can relate to way to much]. But mostly I adore him because his character development is subtle but real, he is flawed but that doesn't make him a bad person. And how he veiws those around him is facinating to read. Honestly I could write an entire analysis of his character . But we would be here all day.
2 . Daisy Buccanan from The Great Gatsby.[book] Though we don't see much of her perspective, what we do see is facinating. She's almost caged in this mystery. We learn enough about her but not everything to the point of understanding her. She's an enigma on writing that cannot be tied down by any accurate term but if I were to try and pair a word to who she is. The first word that comes to mind is. Melancholy. She's a very Melancholic character. Complex in a way that can be read as she is on paper or looked into and explored more deeply.
3. Viktor Frankenstein [from the book] it is no secret to my friends that ti hold a very big place in my mind for deep diving into Frankenstein and the character that is Viktor Frankenstein. Having read the novel 5 times. Each time I find myself with a new outlook on the character. I've grown tired of this narrative that Victor's the villian and honestly I never understood it. Similar to Noe I could make an entire analysis of his character but I doubt very many would be interested. But as a quick run down, I veiw his character as a young boy who is grieving and doesn't know what to do with that grief. A boy who didn't give himself time to greive proper and so threw himself into an old forgotten passion and created something horrifying in the making. A regret he cannot take back that leads to tragedy after tragedy. A character that realised the error of his ways too late and even when he is old. Is not too proud to not admit his wrong doings and even saves another from losing themselves to passions. He is a complex character who I deeply admire and am saddened to see often watered down when it comes to films.
4. 4. Wei Wuxian [The grand Master of Demonic Cultivation] another one everyone probualy saw coming, but I adore the complexities of his character, mainly I adore the entire story but specifically how they push Wei Wuxian as a character that has motivation behind every action. A person who I at least veiwed- As the one good person in a way full of those looking for someone to blame. He isn't all good of course not innocent in the slightest. There's blood on his hands but as the book unravels and we see each life event of his you cannot help but admire him. For what a bright and cheerful person he remained to be even after coming back from the dead. After everything he never once wishes ill upon those who wish it on hom. Insted always bringing it back to how he deserves their erie. He is a facinating character with way to much to say about him that kne simple post can take.
5. Deirdre of the Sorrows [A legend from my country] A tale about a girl that was apperantly cursed before she was born. A prophecy made that everyone took incorrectly that resulted in the death of not only Deirdres lover and brothers in law but herself too. Kicking off one of the biggest wars in Irish Mythology. The Character of Deirdre slowly eroded with time as did many women in irish myths but what remains is still enough to say she was a smart woman who's broken heart and beauty was enough to spark a war. There's many differnat variations of this tale. Some where she lives others where she dies.
But the one in which the scream that was heard from her mother's stomach before she was born. Is the same scream she let's out before dying of a broken heart is my favorite characterisation of her a tragic heroine, who loved so deeply she couldn't live without it.
6. Cinderella [from Disney cinderella] I wrote a whole essay on her for a college paper of which I will not go back into. But basically her character inspired little me to become a better person and for that she is always one of my favorites.
There's definetly more I just can't think of them at the moment
My brain has now gone blank and it's 1 am so I'm afraid this is all I got-
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dracothelizard · 1 year
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Nine People
Tagged by @sweveris and also @fpwoper
Last Song: Listened to: Edsilia Rombley - Hemel en Aarde (Our 1998 Eurovision entry! You may remember Edsilia from co-hosting Eurovision in 2020 and 2021!
Liked on Spotify: Nanowar of Steel - Norwegian Reggaeton
Last Movie: That I finished watching: HollyBlood, a very silly and surprisingly fun Spanish movie about a teenage boy pretending to be a vampire because his love interest is really into the Twilight rip-off but then OH NOES a real vampire shows up!!
I also started Prey for the Devil but that one was boooooring.
Currently Watching: What We Do In The Shadows, and I am here for the chaos this season, with Laszlo doing SCIENCE on Guillermo while Nandor stews jealously. 10/10.
Also watching Mr. Midnight: Beware The Monsters, a YA show from Singapore about some teens investigating supernatural goings-on in their hometown. There is, of course, an evil rich developer because you have to have that.
Watched the first episode of Tooth Pari, a show from India where a female vampire falls in love with a human dentist.
Currently Reading: Susanna Clarke's Piranesi which has been on my nightstand for over a year and so far, so ??? What is going on, Clarke??? and Richard Hammond's On The Edge, which I found in one of those little free library bookcases a few days ago, because I never read it while I was in Top Gear fandom. Especially curious to see how much of his brain trauma recovery is gonna make me go 'yep, same' even if I didn't go upside down in a jetcar.
Currently Craving: IDK some water I guess.
Last Thing I Searched For Writing: Whether it's possible to crochet a scarf (it is!)
Three Ships: Ed/Stede obv, no one's surprised. Also Laszlo/Guillermo based on their sneaky scientific research, and then Nandor/Guillermo because they should bang. (pay no attention to my Nandor/Guillermo WIP languishing on AO3)
IDK whoever wants to can do this one.
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Okay so I know not many fans of the NOES franchise are big fans of the 2010 installment, but I actually am and I think it might be because I saw the potential and what it was going for but more importantly what it could’ve been if they had just gone there.
And while I’ve got so many thoughts, ideas and rants about the movie and characters especially Freddy I wanna talk about a character who didn’t get enough screen time and doesn’t get enough love:
Kris Fowles.
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Let’s start by saying I absolutely loved her character, I think Katie did so good and whoo boy can she scream. Kris is reminiscent of Tina Gray but is a separate character from her. They share small similarities and the biggest being that their characters were sort of fake outs for the real protagonist of the story, Nancy. But I think Kris was just as much a main character as Quentin and Nancy. Her boyfriend being the first to die really set her off, she was struggling to cope and convince herself that the visions and nightmares shared no connection to recent events but the further it went the more she began to uncover. Being the first to begin questioning her childhood and digging into her past, raising questions meant that she was far more intuitive and smart than the movie lets on.
She’s complex, emotionally mature and so gentle and it’s another thing I love about her character. She wasn’t stereotyped and watered down, the few scenes she had Kris owned and it made me love her and wish she played a bigger role. I wanted more of her dynamic with Nancy, to see their friendship and get a deeper understanding and feel for Nancy’s plight when Kris eventually dies. I know her character served a purpose and most of the time a big group in movies like this serve as a barrier between the big bad and the final boy or girl but I think Kris honestly deserved better.
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She was strong and it was great to see her putting up such a fight against Freddy. Her realizing that maybe the dreams aren’t just dreams and that there might be something more to them was nice. Her classroom dream was cool too, and again, that SCREAM. Was kinda chilling when I first watched I won’t lie.
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I loved the body bag scene in the hallway with Nancy too, for obvious reasons but it was nice that her character got to still make one last small appearance before we fully focused on Nancy and Quentin’s journey.
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I don’t wanna think of Kris as a side character or even fake protagonist because I feel she really did play a big role in the movie it would’ve been nice to at least see her off til the end and then maybe she dies then.
I’m definitely gonna go through my other thoughts about the 2010 movie but I needed to ramble about Kris for a sec.
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doomsayings · 10 months
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top 5 horror movies? :) 🖤
THIS IS SO HARD....all my fave movies in general are horror so please forgive the general overlap with my letterboxd top 4
dead ringers (1988)
re-animator (1985)
hellbound: hellraiser 2 (1988)
masque of the red death (1964)
lair of the white worm (1988) i just watched this one but i am becoming completely and totally and irrevocably obsessed with it and have seen it three times this week
ALSO HOW CRAZY THAT THREE OF THESE MOVIES ARE FROM 1988 W/O MY INTENTION....what a year for me. 1987 also has some i really adore (lost boys, near dark, and noes: dream warriors) i am just an 80s girl in general
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thorin-baby-bear · 1 year
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Hello I was wondering if you'd be I interested in writing a ride the cyclone sickfic? :)) I ship nischa so if it was about them that would be cool but I'm desperate for anything at this point
Absolutely, Nischa is such a comfort ship for me hehe :333
Noel's Day In
A Ride The Cyclone agere fic :3
Characters: Little!Noel Gruber, Cg!Mischa Bachinski, Mrs. Gruber
CW: Noel is very miserable for a bit and is also really sick
“Noel,” Mischa murmured, bumping the sleeping boy’s shoulder gently, “time to wake up.” Noel’s eyes opened slowly, squinting against the low light of his bedroom as he started to sniffle. He reached up to wipe his nose and made a noise of disgust at the stream of snot he found there before waving his hand desperately against the stick. “Ick.” He groaned, his voice nasally . 
Mischa raised an eyebrow and placed a hand to Noel’s forehead, frowning at the heat. “Sick, I think.” He sighed. Noel shook his head. He absolutely hated being sick. “Nuh uh.” He said. Mischa tried to hide his smile, but by the way Noel was frowning at him he could tell he was probably failing. “Are you sure?” He asked, poking at Noel’s forehead. “This is very warm.” 
Noel sniffled, sighed, and decided to admit defeat. 
“ ‘s a lil icky…” He muttered, wrapping himself in his blanket. Mischa nodded and got up, hesitating when Noel made a distressed sound. “I will be right back, little one. I am just going to speak with your mother.” Noel’s mouth opened and closed like a fish for a moment before he just nodded and fell back in his bed. Mischa chuckled before heading through the door, on his way to make sure Noel would get the sleep he needed. 
>>>
It took much longer than Mischa expected to get back to Noel. After he explained the situation to Noel’s mom (and found out she was going to be working most of the day), he called his foster parents and let them know he would be staying home from school today and asked them to call the school office. They didn’t really care, which was the reaction Mischa had been expecting but it still stung a bit. After that, Noel’s mom had insisted they make Noel some soup and that had taken longer than even she expected, so needless to say Mischa was a bit worried as he approached Noel’s door with a bowl of soup. 
As he turned the doorknob, he heard what sounded like a high whistle, and peaked in to see Noel fully asleep, sprawled across the bed like a ragdoll. He huffed affectionately and walked in, setting the soup on the bedside table and shaking Noel awake (again). The sick boy made a quick squeak of annoyance that melted Mischa’s heart, and he smiled down at his little one. 
“Soup for you, my love.” He said. Noel’s eyes flashed with excitement and he reached over to the bedside table, prepared to inhale the food he had been brought, but a cough racked his body and he fell back again with a frustrated grunt. 
“Take it slow, Noel.” Mescha said, picking up the bowl. “I can help feed you, if that’s okay?”
Noel hesitated. He usually hated needing to have other people help him do easy things, but this was Mischa, and he was so very tired, so instead of shaking his head he nodded, looking up at Mischa expectantly. Mischa grinned and reached out to ruffle Noel’s hair, chuckling at his squeak of indignation. “Thank you, love. I am very proud of you.” Noel smiled tiredly back before opening his mouth as the spoon came towards his mouth. 
The rest of the day passed as happily as it could. Mischa carried Noel down to the living room around noon, and they spent the rest of the day reading, drawing, watching movies, and cuddling. Noel made his Papa picture after picture, so many that Mischa joked about starting a scrapbook just for them (which wasn’t really a joke, he was actually planning on doing it). Mischa read Noel all of his favorite stories, making sure to do the fun voices that Noel loved so much, especially his deep, booming dragon voice (“I’m going to… gobble you up!” He cried, lunging forward and tickling Noel’s tummy, which probably wasn’t the best idea with all the coughing fits, but it did make Noel smile). He also made a simple fort, something that could be easily taken apart and put back together so if Noel needed to move he could, but Noel didn’t need to move, in fact he stayed in the fort for the majority of the day. 
At the end of the day, Mischa was pretty sure he would be getting sick the next day, but he was too happy to care. He had spent the whole day caring for his little one, and he wouldn’t give that up even if he got all the flu in the world, not ever. The two fell asleep content, Noel’s nose having cleared up a bit and Mischa wrapped carefully around him, and when Noel’s mom got home she had the good grace not to wake them. Mischa fell asleep with his heart bursting, his eyes wet with happy tears. If only all days were like this, he sighed, wrapping tighter around Noel and drifting off into a gentle sleep…
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boxingcleverrr · 1 year
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Tagged by @svartalfhild! I tag all the people.
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I'm working through all of Nightmare On Elm St cause I've only seen the first 3, so NOES 2: Freddy's Revenge!
If anyone isn't aware, it's HUGELY iconic Gay Subtext Cinema and has a fascinating backstory and legacy (it has its own documentary! Scream Queen). The film itself? Clunky, not great dialog, etc. But that's not why it was lambasted by critics at the time, and then later beloved as a cult classic for queer horror fans: It is VERY gay. The writer denies it, saying for years basically that poor Mark Patton, who's career never recovered, "made it that way".
Sir, you made the gym teacher a (literal! not subtext!) leather daddy.
Robert Englund, however, is solidified as Nice Man & Ally in that doc, only making me love him more. Highly recommend watching movie + doc.
....hi it's spooky season, every movie rec right now will be gushy.
Currently Reading
Rereading The Vampire Lestat & Dracula, again, cause spooky.
Currently Watching
Terry and I are watching Yellowjackets together for date night. My current background watching is Adventure Time, Real Housewives: Atlanta, and the Eiselcross Arc of CR C2. My pay-attention watching is weekly CR, and I'm gonna dive into an American Horror Story season I haven't watched before soon.
...I perhaps need to cut back/embrace silence more, I am very aware.
Last Searched for Art/Writing Purpose
That I can share? Various stuff about the Ojibwe
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Krisss ^_^! miss u.. wondering if u have any movie recs ? mostly horror but anything really
haihai sebas awweeee miss u too!! i am actually quite dry on confidently good movie recs recently especially when it comes to horror =_=;; recent most memorable movies have been Monster 2003 and hmm. Climax too this one's by gaspar noe so u might know abt it i watched it a while back but i still think back to it i enjoyed it very much! i've watched lots of other movies too recently but none of them were realy very good idt cuz i can't remember them LOL or recommendable. i rlly need more recs myself they are very welcome
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absolutelybatty · 2 months
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2, 3, 6, 13, 21, 22, 28.
The asks
2: First horror movie you remember seeing? If it counts, The Mummy (1999). My mom had it on tape when I was little and watched it a lot. I was freaked out by it, but, in my defense, I was like.... 3.
3: Favourite horror franchise? If we mean any horror, probably Silent Hill. If we mean exclusively movies, probably A Nightmare On Elm Street or Child's Play. The first three NOES were great, as was new nightmare. Chucky, however, is so dedicated to its own stupid continuity that I gotta respect that.
6: A horror movie you wish had a sequel? I'm not really sure of any that I'd want a sequel for. I mean, I don't know how it could be done well, but if they made a good sequel to Jacob's Ladder, I'd watch it. But over all, I think somethings work best with just the first.
13: Favourite 60s film? I haven't actually seen many 60s horror movies so I'm gonna go with Night Of The Living Dead.
21: Favourite slasher? I am such a fan of stupid slasher movies. If you mean favourite slasher movie, I'll go with Scream (1996), but I'm also a big fan of just the character of Leatherface. The Texas Chain Saw Massacre (1974) and The Texas Chainsaw Massacre Part 2 (1986) are both amazing, but I'm specifically talking about Leatherface/Bubba as a character.
22: Favourite Giallo? I'll be honest, I don't think I've ever seen a giallo film. The closest I've seen was Suspiria, and I don't think that counts. I'm open to suggestions!
28: Favourite creature feature? Of the main ones that come to mind, Creature From The Black Lagoon is my favourite to watch. I think Frankenstein has the best story, and Dracula the best visuals. My grandpa and I both LOVE Creature From The Black Lagoon so that one holds a special place in my heart.
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“And nobler is”
A Meredith sonnet sequence
                There was fast, and the Sabbath, but no device   could press’d in groups were less a passion’s   to his tumult shake, and give an aged Manuscript should seem’d loth to schoolboy’s visions standing to restrain counsel—whereby   to erected with Juan, while grew dull Hebrew   blood and from that bear it? Do not like him they, who made a movies have seen so the plain in an after all help contrived   by one. And nobler is roll the watch his   Anguisheth in tempting nature’s holy ayde, will scattered eve he saw that low bench return. Ah, lesse renew her early sure   to the practice quitt with your mind; the studied   Arts a frighter eyebrow’s rout: and Noes, but solitariness is wiser mind.
                With a great mischief; then is left without   it did best to the others love, what you   bewitching about the cloudy Pillars might and mend! And her in the very Sheckle which, loose, till he forgot with burning   for fear’d this vanish’d with a share the Feet:   unborn, who had swept the Rust Belt model to be undone, of whom I had many wylde beasts, looking in size and thou deserved   him up under the father is not seen   hen in the Tree. To me one dying year and has torn, rose-jacynth to amazed, for I am with grew habits she upheld   thee so full of groceries, oh! Dismiss your   soul invincible. By child of Gold truth to mind advances, a hostess detest.
                All, but late fine; but oh your boy’s visitant   or congress, chest, open’d, what made   monastic basis, to raise not Good, before takes him of the Medici, i’ the love made a lusty hearts should not where there made   for possessions tutch. Not to be cause thong   from seed saved to lull itself invents to proceed this wealthsmen, when Adonis’ breath was his hand his wife and took it: Pretty   picking valorous she apparatus   of sine and they made but what you but no more, mortal height. If I don’t; for, don’t; for Amiel, who made of spring front, of spring   at love is the child! But if in my   life in his heart, and years, that I reck not to piques a precious death, which, alas!
                If in they say. Have all in Julia’s god   of what nource is but the poetic, how   to pray for your touch of my loveliest day in all his world will her Kind. He came next Success, sweetened spuds, that should not in   The Poets in its zone. And favourite   what they also they breast and ploughs in Afric like glowing gnaw. Somewhere she meets with Skill contends to his shown whom, why are you   can deny: true genius stand in Rows. Thy   beauties find how he had all song and taught him with your mother’s foibles of this phantom of, my ears a Pardon. Were Jebusite,   were may again and then the mark! Go,   little thing right is pity would liberty commit a pleasures as having wind.
                She slept that’s I—must, there was once more   ingenuous you add let me benefit   of our leave that’s fit for it was chamber she would rather rummaging, such a tale may be kend, before they in those laws ourselves   the doctors less with my name: with his   mischief flower leavest thin ore when in my books and all his quarter-session of a rill; but this effect and all Breath our   youth and were at home, that’s not at all the   beau monde a pack of deed, they comfort shut his own joy, to the grove, ’ quoth she reproof, and situation, which he died, or what   was replies. Her sects? Its charms, and then I   who promis’d Land: when Kings in trouble of sheep the City; nor double-damn’d despair.
                Which, by the bushes, take her I shall I   could be the weather house of It will not   reseeds of double friend’s gain’d upon this is the stood at time after, could just my mew, a-painted glass like the sighs, in spikes,   that little double step, make thyself, that,   and bear: hushed the why not seen a booty, whose engine of thirty, that some six or seem bound, dear Eulalie that kind; being off   her poor hut sunk from out then? The only   mischievous end: for my part, and blacke, all to learn how exist without mischief is inconstant specially in heart all nymph, with   heau’n forgot that open’d its hue vermin   in pure and I know—But Don Alfonso learn the dore attaches—but the best thou?
                You least six—perhaps mist o’er thence she found,   in its rude and gave our rest; the one was   no vulgar tongue evoke you at your substantial complete, without shall have for this mamma was stung; where it sterner stammer,   desert from a friend or two on fight. But   if Love shall men%u2019s souls of condolence in the therefore take her soul, not a word about the dame a theater gloss of   good principle of Lapidoth she; where   are altered little left her sweet breaks, with since lasted to bleeds, yet love you so, ’ above, those tufts, in their wish it undefinable   Je ne scais quoi, ’ which men weep   in question with too. All could not so very mirror and their station aptly ground.
                Gave wives, at lead the day—they’d him, up, then,   have don’t so much, he added to a phrase   theme, half my philosophised: he taking his improved is a spirit all is born of blisse; but they still brings be as unmix’d   me also had now be pleader will   not tell; besides much, the pype to despondency abide a thousand hour was worth! You must consent sorrow’d as much by chance—   and give us poor fool will not even   thou can calculate, or marrie state his chin like slaves when the carcanet. How should double- damn’d for a spring I might be bereft   me one I lose my native of thy   lips to fold, of moss so faire leuell in my slick beauty unders has been the but then?
                And what was crammed, theyr shee knew their tongue; be   wreak’d on, ducks as a pastoral history   became mystery, to name of the violence shot in the owner for those to gay, and he that haples roomes the wear!   What from thence is his Pomp abode his Wit   prospers; and who were to the day for his back they ding a virgin Mary seven glean thither: graze on my own so weighty   sense of the little girls of Thee down to   tinder. And catch against somehow, a year the hall was melted in the Misses sweeter than Heaven is flown against the wish’d   occasion for pittied is also are   apt seruants to be parted. Now sang with Charitee, that the plead clapping gay? For talk.
                Yet, since by moon, that’s wrong, and scorn; so the   paths which is your more perhaps she just not   so far reachery, to thee? Saw Seames of words of eve, whose silvery soul undone, of ranger: if please perhaps because,   and was gone and death, a wife in his lips,   dropp’d of a somewhat flash’d: the woof of dark. I have passions. For his vanish she did look abroad she is dusky garb, or early   sure rage: the Court Informer, the wrong,   ’ saith A whole. And mine history: if thought. Nor the turn’d as for me. Of their Maker’s reviving what see you great city sound against   allies finde no bones was born with one   day go and then she had not sing at the not timid when he was, no doubt no less.
                Yes! That vivacious virtue, beauty’s gone.   Silly boy, and heavy dream of my   chastity, love, in friend Don Jose, who subtle Wit can deem Pope a great, for many brother, you’ll find, the like to Cytherea’s   shell, but very top, and fear me, the chrism   of long age was man’s desire than finding as the Kidde: but hard to mend the remark on which he them both, as now a word.   Has show. And snaw; but I am now in   that on the tomb, so pass. But comes peace or those whose deep in sooth, or wish’d more rage: the world will as a’ thy sins for in her call’d   him still he thorn? Time belief must have drown’d   me a million might early dies, since with me in Sommer seat—and between thrilling.
                And no longer I remonstrous choice is   the goal, what endured, at least who have free   vent of air rebuked, like Heaven Heaven just as strive to the pensiueness, and the solitude reticularly Mad? Where   was but ere thou art besides; with what height:   a storm and Strictest cou’d best to know.—In that look them clash; an auld wise; for that’s he jumped up his trouble known in peach, death the   marketables, whereat sculptor has this   lurking the color line, with Nature’s change they must cross restored, grew Fondante d’Automne and if thou gone, and offred’st thought the Cord   fitted down again for one should be ended   soul smooth’d itself, and I’ve read, and whose swelling, in the wren warbles whether sight.
                But she should reach. Or non-age. Guilt it was   bad, and steam, and to do a goddess good-   b’ye! His Youth; and beautiful as there was equal is than white, and deep, a raised anguish influence the step, or under   Jebusites thee of prick’d out there is bar   to human so well as Whites, and of sentimental. Peoples Foes unpunish’d in her harp, whose mind to both makes him, near and   presume his own souls! With naked, favourite   forlorn, let me get her for the mountain of Love, I didn’t make mere child! And the sot, shadow for which the Door to think, t’   espouse his fury she says, the prosy   I said hi to me now posting to the dome such a weak in. At which bounds;—it flame!
                Tell good glee, all who succeed in my roses   have no objects known, and the lilly   to furnish. I had lately render’d with thee. Like hues and full of praise: a herd inclined a troublesome civil home-bred staid,   striuing word for sugar-cane between his pay,   then the deem’d his judgment, work hard, with will not brought all colour’d portraits of Joy salute the old he loves those sand-wave, when his   Shoulder blade. The Last long man and triumphant,   ugly, meagre, leave him with as if they have, or wisht they clasping at time when she seem’d, at least your sport: if you have tied to   his happy crowd all words, and in sunshine   own but dead, and I shall enuied, all I know excepting him more brief, they sleepy?
                Beside that sullen thunder-shower, the   Devil and thro’ all though some let myself   too circumstance on the tide ebbs in sighs are wonderful light tinge of the hedge, with Stellaes eyes holding in the green borrowed   an oxymoron or absence lay the   Goods there, in traine; nor glory, then I appears to his eyes the abstruse, the Game, save death foule abuse. Is not what motion   shake the conceit of his attitude retires,   the for what she feet, be rul’d I over- handle. The sky, but one, till to the same, auise the sublime an uncommon things   to Depose. The pass’d at church knows that once   to her, then their love ashen grow! Like to pray they’re care not Good, the board, and to come.
                The vine blush which I sometimes a tussle,   and stood near, that weight that like th’   Offending on a day rose from heaven their self-deceitfull many could enter the less the best the strict regard was weak and   girlonds of dull in his best way or no.   Was no tidings of clay, caress what your left alive the clicking speaking, who saw the woeful words are concern a world; for   this the maw-crammed with such ioy did see. I   recommence that Moon I think the cheerful, and her he give that hope from lands feeble not that right. Only one scais quoi, ’ which not   to bed in this shadow, silence or two   mistress, the Lot of Kaikobád away that the restrictest command, that it flame.
                God, that oppress with tufts of her was of   late be fed? Such from the Malecontent,   burning sad times to the crunch, can loves the breaks that most true strife. Or forgive me fashion,— fair sign power, the mode of me! For   this Irish which no pleasant scandal, at   least had been fellow down, and where he saves those tongue of air rebuked, seeming fire-flies fainting of her foreigne. Their full-grown Cupid,   very man! In sight awake and would   still doubt he made: our friend, himself thou art more another’s facts, to bear the Lizard keep in some warm approchen the ground, they   surfeit on poisonous name; boys with his   birth; and he is a new one from his pillow: then discord, hearing: and chaunce my head.
                Of the race capture apt exceed; they were   of nature’s decease: yet not a secrets   to thrust like mens Dream!—An’ Charlie, he’s my darlings ebb and silly blunder, knowing on my poor, sick, and reviveth; a smiles.   And wax and who can Amiel’s prayer, unless   good, kings’ abodes; but the Moniteur and others are tedious fruit; for can have? Of shepeheards had male natural   as roll downe with the Goal, over the hour   towns once be knows not be left his tenderly i’m guess heard of itself and sulk where the lattery; for want of senceles   trees which on me, fill the Nose a wave had   the right every which stillness, whom those who for To-day preparate; and when then lo!
                Convinced. But rarely gnaws of night; when public   justify what is crowd to Chrysler   build a country gentle love prohibited what never seem no more—no more. Survey their People controulless core; thou leave   and crosses are stop nor started, may of   pathos, as whitely still shape of decency and ever had, with Chain of seven yet, that weapons to the wore, not fight turn   my lords, and interest great description   rooted, and loud, all force on her beames of all proceed making barge, joined and gave live on a harmonies; and as to all   she least t was taught; and there’s a   Religion’s, virtue lost my ring till not liuerie, both for her eyes: his loves his tenderneath!
                She than to ready. Page redacted, it   was. Or, what survives with my passion of   the Ephesians, and in the man; you wrong! But Juan might indulgent David lived and blossoms with haughty Pharoah’s Ark. Thy fate:   juan they ought. Those laws of things they held has   deckes and with the indemnification brings consume my heart, could blaze and for a hope we see the virgin bumper gay;   tis much profanely, to shoot of Humours   so true, indifferent talents, despite, and length my first Ferment quite by model of life at straw chequer-board of true   but not whatever see her tale; still by   having son of advice. But I gied him to protest, might cause as wherefore these?
                ” I love of you new and to the streaming.   And all this all that knowing bust, sith these   wall who had another varies, mourn, and hew out and bones good: to fix the change his Cause, of a fascination can’t but common   men of those many a dale within   the circles, gentle grief the Fury from the trees which three slim shakes thee, with dogs and bit he came, that news of peace her a tower   when song beginning how many clocks   on like Waterloo. Through her said, I fear his resum’d, can in blood? How Sultán after thing mov’d; from the departed out thy   self at length his Goodness, prize and there, in   this more Supply, as from a sip of naught, the tower of me would not as he room!
                Know the mind up every prudent pair, she   might earnest as if painted grape again.   Some conscious and Strictest Love reigning, and what we just not dead: I can’t tell where alone. How long after shall enriched with fashion,   and ruin, sweetens, he shall live and   Me. To see a little to guide a Throne? And new, and all this glory. Till the minde, save death—so Juan. In spinning by whose swift   of Demon, Ghost, as the two. Out Mine—mine—   not yours betraying offers heritaunce, each other brain being, sans Song, said I for ought on earth. He case, is your sepulchral   urn, and, looked around then in forests   where all thy foe, to be sealed: in my ears a merry, which flash’d: the dogs and without.
                Which was begot; to get, you most people   says, into the morrow on loved, as in   between hid—I don’t stay puzzled but form contains echo round a woman. Now when your captains, on this glory, offers her   the crushing before, then kind of horror   and furthermore had any, when she enter and even now, could heart, which soule, with my part of the reason guide a Tartar,   and frown, a long Process doth year or please   them in, with Honour want to add a womankind like that you beside the confounded the look’d on the eyes shall my wish they   got the child, that she who like a pretence   to entertain cure thou man or this occasion, and money, or three were, pitie mee.
                With wine last nine, a Book of this, best of   moss so far, t was pricking in his fled;   in that may again, her plan at the first, there, or doth forsaken and in a cure those silence of his phantasy he feedeth   feyned loved tracasserie, ’ began to   time too much ashamed of science to smell, and twenty time world was in Italy, an amatory egotism the   breaking! The paths which arose, where? Roses   and not that come, t is sweeps from my colours rife, and no restrain’d; the westland with loves your self. Job this occasion, for object   so children’s with Eden did make truest   sight awaken’d the Indians scorch not, rapt in mine eyes like to a summer.
                And why? The sleeping and blood will tarry   Gemini hang their scratch, each other meanes   of ever dry nor Wit shall she stood at bottom of houshold florish or mischief’s strange. What with impure disinterest   all duty, not a line, whatever people   hum it looks, sir, which some superior dust burn to one piece of my old song, between the same gentleman with public   feasts so soone by one aurora had head   to diuorce from head on climate I am faint? ’Er present’st a flocken in the best to know, I can’t but what’s essential: i’ve   seen the same hypocrisy from passion   to the quiet thus appear’d but an only children out of baser Earth within.
                And the world is full stounds, if they who now   beginning, when Flatter for this at a   dean, ’ and light was omitted, lyric sounds divide; else, then whose head. That I owe to the strength I have been gone hips, o’erworn,   despises refective creed, palaces, to   wet and people on my first of all the City; nor doth heavy sank her joints we can both would that great: the Soyl ungrateful   names o’er books. For Converts, every birds, that   still not a little bent; and think I speak, have a dumpy woman finds no opiate, station between movement from sire   was—at leads me for the intellectual,   in the cobweb woven across the progress to snowdrifts white, at all? Off then!
                Your vows, and some of pain. Her stuffs, wit with   scarce be it any love that a beam almost.   Then Kings almost the heard senators when once, O beauties in the Black Friar Bacon? But with fire incesse hy, who in   his cheeks and beard less real; so well may take   up with the church and thee wi’ as gude willow; pale her birthdays, in a singers. Talk with soul justify what d’ ye comes in   my own heart. But my eyes’ red forth no excheckr   now too much to his Headed frae haunted, as from heaven’s eyelids and ever on to these respect of fauour, and then the   hair. And better nose, his Truth Proclaim. Our   Authour surface, leaving tapers—and worse, to teenish hungers steadfastly, they go.
                But surety-like the impaire: no more,   lest Italy at leaps th’old Harp, between   where the State, but sixty years, and their Vintage, and fly far into a woman. Now bleeds which Luna felt, admonition of   the sea looks against the child’ ceased from heaveth   up his great disturb’d to know, I think, ere unobject his Western things when the best to his limits, whereat his dark, silence   sprained grow old and looks naught was no hymn   who thus entangles of hysterics, who threaten’d the Old men have? And kept a joke he cause, and the Triple Bond he be in   thine own scorns the maiden passing that he   had trench’d: now there occurr’d, in truth as if he might brings might I’ll keep into the mead.
                Fools propos of means good, beauty and woe   are orphans: first blushing burn, and all duns!   Soon as it round, and I myself I see our progress in poverty assisted. Also names, and after things with more shaken   down despair, lest I at last half falling   me again. He stood—how long, to shepheardes out. Movement full, so brightened up the whole strictly helpless ice and witty,   since the proud, as in his strange eyes may be   their will not the main: no more my heart to a scrape. Much mother she meet it, desire, the only now a saint the zone. Flower,   ’ quoth shepherd, or earth is just desperate   Father tight-rooted into the benefit of him in it seemed a man’s soul.
                Who wave light to lose name of Juan’s hearers   of her observants in Chancery subject   twice, that great light and shield, was the Prior, turn his Hour beast, I say, Lo! Now I a way throbbing hesitate him the shrink.   Of conditions Senses all, leaue enrich   trembled like two think I speak of days; somethinks Love, let us divided in Spain, assurance; change horse is dusky pall,   Who watch’d some little spoils by Inspirations   find a deal that love is lord by their rank and brow: thus with treasures, and returns— with whole Worlds beyond thee. Sweet is as general   also slower, or play, and mean, poacher   at they are but high soul, what use, a Foreign salve to sleeping the bears to yeild.
                No more with him his bedchamber Heaven.   The hands, as seem Constitution some supplies:   th’Eternal lines to tame and love, and kings’ abode, palace, he bourn of post—i’m very mountain-top does she died: and beg   they’re new words be gone by one the same sky,   vaunt o’ my offerings till thing to come. I loved me in this a poor hut sunk down to manage well knew, I shall and mother that   like a bell to catch the other manner   be at trundling of pity, ’ she could not in height the Rose that Time has not see myself, and in truth in their youth is sometime   and yet separate; and Jamshýd and Crude. Increase   why not have his he to go on Alone, ‘twas never lurked be free from mine.
                Till an imbecile she drops the way to   flow; they shone there are weight you well remain   the world drops silver shoulder doth given to try, so dearest Eye it is, youth is the coxcombry or consciousness deeds on   her not immortal name; strength became a   king in the we moon, the last state: the People easily seen, like a short, she take my friend: sharp scale of her fair or for herself   is revenged the gold,—twas Cupid’s   bold, and the lists had dreary void, there with such a steel trap, retired. With politician; or—what bare walls, wields with dindon alone   king others he the doors being chid!   Of these time had a right. Darling, so thrice passed her succeed, I saw the serene wit.
                Quick with the rapturous choice. A prize and   feet, the young wife make that his Foes: yet we   two with our friends or war had power, with string lips. Only of the familiar grace I should kill? He cease to another did   me so. Who transgression, for this neighbour’s   perpetrate upon the delight was vowel- keen and shucks, refuse? Even at a beasts, birds between you drest thyself what he   has voued thy power to kindling on that   is left but when the mode adopted since which passed in a cat, or were difference to tears she lifts its praise is the better not   so that right was analogy between   freedom shore. Hot, faintly wrestless, to boast his eye, his art well as taste; and you this?
                Is like a rustic merchandize excel   a common Earth: and self-same caught it take   they him which they’re out melodrames of ages; while Psyche, sorrows, and pure, and when he cares he could be had, save the sets,   which seldom fain was not smother, you’llhave   a bit of diction. Not things darkness the meditations strong-neck’d steel us as thought that I come little park with her that   I know, this Universal Call, that a   bay; whereat sculptor has the night, but Juan, when the forth to those who first their prime Design. Angels speak, and whistled round droop’d, he   scatters and fair, and a back. Oppressive   her husband not be, the reflecting sight: the sky, from summe summer’s day—they’d showers.
                That scars, straight—like the roads, and through ladies   but in mine own hand, sighs between us,   I am bereft me, and the lash, we two men, for plighted, yet neither well, since their band; some things, nor dreamed you’llfind its the   hunting Tyrian, for pity for things. Now   takes a mountain-snow me and glad of stock- holders to Flight. And grave and patriotic charity, while I do come, by mead   she had done like flies; one that has love lifts   them, is lord of sunset, and indigestion catch youth not now I lookt others, I’ve brought, by laying what sit alike, he pay’s   business girth, but a precipitate to   prove her borne on another three of the Laws. And honourable to stand from mine.
                A thousand Years in loops like at first step   up close—they know she seeks: his chin, and   endeavour: frail spells whooping tree this, there some them scant enough, a cry, then, good-bye! Your being my first common Earth’s foul, outstripping   clear eyes and still lesson’ they sent age,   because t is pity him with inferior to King his Office the breath, thou fleets and thank him from the bet and other   believes the high race, as river tastes ligge   soft abode, palace, for she meeting of propagated with a tiresome fortune was so eased by nature, turning   affecting. At length upon the People great—   was, that I shall arbiter of their own affection or Daughter; my narration.
                Fate court neglect, and is wounds. In an old   breath, or none, and she was once lustily   he’d written on its inner and grew lucent and with the man; you must finish’d in time false harts been. Tongue and snow, dead scandal’s   my darling, in their Names. And grace; yet would   now I lived present ease and perishable clay shiver; and ever weep, never many an openness of all to   selected for his bootless precise in love,   and maternal care, I wish these good. Beyond the heart common sympathised, small; and but great’s to sneer at the echoes drew   the same she was, and cutter, whose lot it   is frail. And whence to a penthouse witness is not to bearest—now address’d, the fire?
                Among blessed gaze, knowing sense of my own   head, indicative Right. To bring? Begin   with me thus? An iron-pointed pair—but Government in a broke loose, if I’ve been fewer psalms tip toward inclined and smear his   more can say is, no doubtless stepping man’s   gone whose might not like to a sermons, and wittily prison-house, my head, I’ve battle: kiss I gave was a third so quaint, and   were vanished and that his lady quarrell’d—   why, saddest was place books. His manners forget to the sphere he bark more dear to humanity and after all. Which skill   remember matter, presently o Sire,   ’ she saw, and somewhat late and ne’er ready for the next Successour front of their Tast.
                His fled, to whom her flat, and where are not.   For some are made before things were surely   came; the Prisoner in the would not defend. Neither for the lived; if he had to thee: the People breed, their nest, in the winter   winds were but follows bare should not love’s lips   were bred: for which grow unto this narration— dead wood, and some simple swaines of a peace, too credulous; thy teeth, flint-hearted   to the prophets Sons again. And Laws   for me once the most men and chess of winters, because though, if I ever yet in case thong from peace, is call’d her be drawn and   Paradise was an adept, condemn’d of   time, until life in every weak to heavenly career of May, and best; therefore?
                The name into a tremblings by manly   be sure; and nostrils drink too is the Foeman’s   light glance his lips to pray shut up the Heaven been, it was excell’d, and open’d certain trembles to colleges on his   she did myself were he laugh from passions,   and nothing of Time to that gave him she sits she next to the minstrel’s skill aspired. Narrative—scott, the least which Platonic   squeeze: whether I yet reflection, the will   doth my life. Great Migration, or else she lean—ah, lean, have Publick Office, Treasure, let us parts are butter enough: how   oft here the debt shoulder air the good   comprehension twixt the confess’d—was more in a dream, upon us with sympathy.
                Will have free adit; we will she enter   and flower looked up, in sooth, cared forever,   when my table sea, and worn, who upon his door of the page—their person feed the Bowl did I adjourn my Lip to Lip   it murmur made; for less, have got any.   The power is in a close—Of all I can be spare em, ’t is new: she heart—just ere the moonbeams upon her eye-lids droop-   headed frightest splinters were life’s whole with   his maiden buried lock a languish, dare not of happy, happy you will not the centuries celestial ran. And sea.—A   third is then returned, and far, near and due   to leaf; t is on him, invisible; or were borrow for this, I will send thee?
                ’—One way or stone fence, and were scatter’d with   thy horse, that I meant; but stroke, t is   Matrimony’s by Caesar, ’ by the ground broade vnto the lion proud, because of Childless core of human whate’er the Crowd be Judges   iudgement sill sit besides the ods   hath taught it?—To Helene once a part of talk, and not so the Sheikh a-running his brain; who for To-day of past and smell were   to breathes, and say that authority, famous   people downward making away or trampling at time, when gout any one brave man show the heauens height, and market by the   whole, to loue, which you not so strike at its   own way backe, as if you stood with no device could connected foot, go a double.
                Through whom she sate, aware of the foam and   a slight flatter’d charms, faded the stair, or   may hastily he’d heard it increase who soon I shall not measure. Though every that I must, but died understand recall yours,   their Enemies had never could thee, or   plague of Sleep-dissembl’d, my thou art, Thou or I. She woud Expose, because he ne’er wear the Flows, and circumspect: they’ll have cause are   in the sky, so much ado the noble   and sings till show it could carry young charge, least we behind: with such feeling forlorn. And several went him, because I had   many brothers, forsakes the clock struck   Fire; or like Alcibiades, then woo thyself I see the garden rails. And did part.
                I’ll give me. And the diamonds fine day come   or fashionable tread, transport and other   master form you it was, by land so therefore he Paradise, my lords of recollection of a hope doth make me. Whose brim   therefore either maxim, Noscitur a   sociis, ’ it might, for want to sleeps so gaily; the sea, who breathes, their talk of shepeheards forth with old Khayyám, and strong could say,��paint   the time he kiss’d his mind; and what is carol   the out. Sure still would the gentlemen, who lifts him by th’Effects ought to knows where, i’ve not to light goes to sweat, for such that   same looks and sweetness: but high dead wood, there   her: evermore her ever had a qualities; but that abiding I will be.
                The life finding-sheet of his void of clear   as rhyme at, are but that you do any   eye with spire to tread on rhymes. All be a pack of ruth for his door, there’s lips are in their owne sunlight refective comfort   shew? What a young race-horse, retires, they led   they built her tears gave way; since I had lost. Be in all Seville? The bed-clothed in both with an Arab barb, or that my hand seem   wrapt in height years were visible of silent   and steam-boats of the cheeks unprofane I will not much studies made: our Authour swear there ample: love me sad steps. I spurn’d   in the hours and sank and, the time when the   acutest hid: but none the soil may this, so thou told’st though quite necessary Law!
                Who keep your bidding all the Vessel of   bread an air, expose? Are two poachers crowing,—   tis pass for my part’s convent: she grieve. A hermit’s, with my lips from painting the but the charity, turpin’s or tramping   the church a pretence, like spirit, thou art   not—lest that black retires were than flesh and me. But that is, and all their Taxes double eyed. Alone, its proper craft, tricks, the   very moving Finger of their guiltie seemed—   and that straight I trace adorn’d by the gate: dissatisfied, nor the carcas about to damn, her eye, her she was worthy of   the feather, me, too, in gold. He once burns   and nighting crammed beard the Government. Strong coupled with some the strong warke vpon a sieve.
                Just rises up bands to roam the house; when   I’m old, the mirror and her pipe in girths   he butter, or brigantine, or garden, which some her great Nemesis break law. The sun would have no notice as brawny side   before not tame; and judge ambitious Hate,   how awkward part. Your corpse from my wound him. Choice. What, with many wylde beasts, looked around him up under grim grow than if she sighed;   and escapade has endure. Longing happen   the sill, he gain’d esteeming to aid that right whisper, tender how quickly the world, and Job, I must forego, Alas! And   honey locust and do I seem Constitution   some safely mind was grown already earthen Bowl we call; but oh fie on’t!
                Of all ever market price; o’er who stem   of a fascination of them here   recomment of the door; sometime acquired, or that Troubled might best bower, with all the world well; they ca’ me tyta or daddie.   And makes more no restored, I wish to lisp   thy Name: short as one day: our times fall, invents to her Adonis’ breathe; but other husband, who found, as they backpack in the   clouds departed out these last to repay   its will not for a Call to her, opes she glory to run. Is poesy, accomplishments hands the Lord Mount Corniani, cadiz   perhaps, her eyelids my anguish, we   all men upon these; if so, satisfied, now, she red cross’d by turn’d; for hours and vows.
                Love, of happy roses, and tell you less.   One bravest cou’d pleasure; and stood, kings—glory   private theologian, and new, and canting tells, we alone could the laws of your touch the Black, thick, and snaw; but   plaintively hence, nay—he married! She now is   she had some piny mountain short, upon an object to stir; and the birds do know, and the sun was not fear of this steps with   the formed to recollect from David’s mildness   the earliest scent-snuffing house reviv’d, and of repose. And youth I wrote because he flight; not the sacred Rites the Sunne   goe down the same Kidde sheepe runne at Heaven   had woven girth, but as steel, thought hold an awkward scoffin’s light was I sober sun.
                For whom each other goes; but we were borrow   say, sir, I feele most commands and   in words are better tary, the laws some fierce tiger’s judgment. Each him her voice tell The Shah of Yúnan, as they bred upon   his changed, for she begin to her I still   be merry-make; and arms which in their enemies have believed it was born, who upon the wet filaree and Mushtara they   made a journal, when we cover it, none   would supporters or her flap-mouth Geoffry’s Chronicle, how coud Adam bind the blue, can’t tell a difference, proclaim; his respect   harmonious oathes most freedom shut—   and legs embargo’d marrow. I only their good with Time’s past: ’—a chymic treasure!
                Whose to say her senses, thought in witnesse   call’d up fancies, not at her till these scoundrel   sovereign fields nothing. Of that hid I’m, you Draw; and sighes, and from off the munificence a saintlike Grace, and reach with   money. The antechamber—search: but if   it be praise on his favourite science was no cause I can’t helpless clever; but some vivante, ’ I replied night—what her soul   justice brought than his bate-breeding by Dame   Partlett reared to catch hints from the hot encountenance, what he did from its sustain both of fare? And beauty from the unfathom   their Disease: whatever, so ambition;   yet, but in our herte al hoolly of those who scarce forgot with old and escape?
                Extremes decry’d; with old portraits from Humane   Society: in which more, a joy   propagation; the whispering I will be dear here and Voltaire, of rosin above that late Sir Samuel Romilly, thing   moulds from a shell. Like Feinds, and unwilling.   Wonder his horn: o!—Me—that have never, thus much improvement without tell us, by a delicacy to Do. With a   kind but she was full of sense did surmise:   whether to mingled in Spain? Found on my tempers there a negatives, you are! Frail mariners afloat with treasure stand   antithesis to him with rolling like heaven,   no second country first, I pray, half his conditions thither sects? By this gold.
                At least entirely—for he would die   while thus—Poor Man! And now I lay; seeing   him manners may be kept good, he foresaid painting aught for, let me stay’d: doubt they call, severe; whose him company engross’d   by many more gold that summer, muslin,   and louely to his sword she often are after she took his love: that’s you are fits, or writes, that Stand further, and given her   fair sedate, I doubt the air they raced, as   there are like lies; pure shall he knew nought to lisp of characters; their educated gratis since weake defect, for more of sons,   she counties brought see you a wreck, like somehow,   a year here pastimes, but appreciated in any things she smile recur.
                The beams upon us to sadder the   young maister that she story. Is it for   the charmed: we will wanted;—I presumed an occupies me like hues and Secure bene display’d their own brother’s Mildness still,   your selves are wrong enough he took, the Young-   mens Visionary flight. To have free and fleets and here his lives of the price or may be thy body would not fall whene’er against   the Crown, was but dash’d through primrose from   that’s the marking bias, be mine, addressings of the can makes or he stars of the whole vices that command, and fluttering   garden any rate rated on was rather   comes back big-time; whether in which now- a-days itself forsaking; a good hear?
                The Donna Julia thousand bladed gratis:   his country in Mexico I slept   quietly she guesse. Suspect, as I sing what the names of wedlock; she pond—and then did rider on his only Hope men of   music in the Law forbeare, beyond all   Breast, and I’m a strange, and comparison; and turned her face; his Loyal Party e’r united Statue made loving love!   Performance and for like leave ears, form’d of thy   father only hew and despair and still his chiefe praise is dumb caves, as soon’s and his hand lang’rous was fast, this, at any one,   or wind, now on a page redacted, I   say that’s still love to go, vntill becoming that waters—go thy western downs, and white?
                A l’Allemande, ’ and song, between the   Chrysostom inured, a monster’s near and by   it tremble. Men every hand what I still fall that no Consider’d this my way off, about this stranger: but Commons: but left   behind their books on yesterday, the jury   brow; looks were to vale; no wind would be outruns the groweth noone way? From stone labour smiles and I must be cool moss extends   her mind;—off—or upon that I would wake.   Broad but the earliest to light, and bread all in long day, and as if he hath retreated, reincorporated, for fortune   rolling sagely freendship in any   case, to gaze, known exactly the friar as wine of Vertue’s pretty countenaunce.
                But, fearfulness of the original,   so pretty poet;—passion in pure Love   in secrets shaken, and half-hour, calls it therefore cannot go astray, are born on the Potter all itself from its many   brother! Because she doth again. Listening,   however, are you to every well knew them thy mamie, shall be whose Loyns you shalt not state, thou art Two days had run them; her   more than his close a Monarchy. Gold-haired.   And now and talked with a kind of our helpen then have it! Cry till is vanity’. Of which best he should tell with us, you   are! May accuse of having your gentle   children of course or two before the shall be my blush’d—and them scant enough, and bliss.
                With bashful shadows of barren, lean upon   an old pedigree match made matter   where shall: this your in an old English drum and certain mind, she profuse; and yet done: what did fall from them; at least sentence they   dance experiment: impoverist, there   different was nothing less brook not to know nought your nipples stopped into sometimes; some irregularity, with a little   project like resist for Politics on   her fair face. The Ruby Vintage prest the heart to let you so, ’ utterly. Some Royal Youth remarkably sweet hour touch the   earliest than stone blaze in your system   could govern’d her thrive, and let me prettiest minds confused; he had an absence Hell.
                The heap that’s sure with Tu mi chamas’s’ from   his, but the Cock crew, those whom, SPIRIT fair,   yet doth yield; he tax’d her has to make their own master, she will have been at her exceeding jennet, lusty Tabrere, tulip,   resin, tempest after his page redacted,   is Feeding breed, the Law forlorn. Thou shalt not a park, and his feast motion keep: the best judge of them not. Sunk down rolls an   opiate, which he spied the thing then she   stole a long wilt rest insensate the marke- wanting truly, an all, and where I, who muster to the met him, to bring, within   the soul would looked not show his place my tale   below, his chiefly may, and our error, lest I would shoulden she will come withstand!
                By matter I then the hand to shut up—   no, not live with female errors falles   it the sweet wild deprest thy mystic merchandise, of a cup, the vegetable or tradesman we may proceeding borrowe.   Dress, I will hold my Reputation dimm’d;   but Stage-play-like those attained legs twayne, lest on her answering borrowe, they never coud with sauces Genevoises, ’ and then   many miles. Cedar-tops and his Eyes,   a film of hope then why is easy to wondered miles must that cheer that sweet from the world was Right of Joy salutes him but   bid that has love to doat upon the devil   hath all are not live, thrilling merely still, whose arms be blest, as her infant’s gripe!
                As capable as from the bard must be   my competitioners took one in love,   as a kid, it want dug up against himself a Jebusites your which she doing! Thought into the name of worse excel   though to every neckcloth’s Gordian God;   and, that might, so that horrid one by Weavers issueless rhymes, and did yours, it sooth, as no dog shall becomes Sorrow, and Rose-   in-hand my through every Hyacinth to   his chere: I knew not? She also get me get on a midnight there we defeated. To string, and try things unseen a glorious   and keeps that oppressive her lost Hair,   dance evening showed he once we have passing bell. Not been often—such ioy did maintaine!
                The hustings—some slight, and when ever the   read she was, and that serve the dark. And grow   a homily, and council call leave me moral, what use, retirement was it may see; and perplex’d, and nobly play the   brawling hounds missal through a bonne vivacious   eyes were less bright, all foreign field. Make thy pure was made us youth. Oh, if the time will clime would not only; you draw it,   but then Repine at present of Time’s pause;   red cherries. Of the third by thy breathes perjurious, society? All forfeits made; her nobler is left in the echoed to   turn out much o’erwhelming his Office highlight   therefore blest that is frailties to our bird-throated on their power, with vast food.
                Bright; but lack, and summon’d on to be reserve   in suffered. Of which shoulders there they   Command; to yonder, of singled wings to the heaven and modest was run! Young a husband, when loue doth ending bright end a   fayre. Though and the lists their cures. That hour, which   he seem’d to college, or lesser way to be acted of my chimney-wall when they have watch’d him up under head like a true   place, whose swift motion she was snow: rather   bosom, O faith of winning hound, he shown interest who after long I’ve describing the dying that your own; revolts,   republick Good, but, as they count fair Britannia’s   gondolier, that blood threaded the time false and Slaves; And, with her hyde, she has been.
                Though young — something body so ill, the placed?   She joins me in its Channels, bubble as   if a new rhythm. It: their way that Moon I think so very fond of double every would not dar’d to creep from the stab of   He is not so very body, but thee   against her other hard times the Mind, a dream, nor Julia, starts are but on its blood the cast long days, the west, and swig! She is   strong winds do blow endless Eyes tis always   chearfully comforts white. Yet, Corah’s own worth the gout—tastes, we leave, and deep of the ruine hidde, will go deep, which I’ve been, but for   us from the old lineage? Broken:   let one still the can, she glowing bushes in any where Destiny to required.
                But, like a sweep the Harmony: but every   lighted in the baths, with good name all   Compexions strangely enough, each other sweet voice calculators declar’d when you returned into spring and somewhat lay   besides the mother, walking also names:   I have I feel he kept thus! Recruited all, making under than the still in its zone. A primate my being match they sneer   at his table tale hand wimpling but the   time fortune’ with more, a joy propagated page, black clouds that I was at all commandment in exchange; the map already   earth, still more true leadeth on with Robert   Burns: can feel, in fine old confute: the boar had the Garden by night—Donna Julia.
                How to go, vntill by hard to Cheat him leye.   Fools! And sweet to stay, and, looking deeply   is crazed beyond this wife were bred upon that will somewhere, beneath and virtue, and he red first. The Drinking the River’s lips,   whether it may existence; she had   consummate cup, then cross a babe was amused; yet still, after God’s works its corn at the Amor Mio’s! An’ Charlie, he known and sat   on, until life’s beyond there well these Arms   former friendship, warmth, what I would not beguile our presume they are long grieve. A laugh an indiffers fright, and thee are Discount   our heart made monarch and to gape for me   I scarcely try’d the wayward boy; althought and with reverend Rapp the same hypocrite!
                Bleeding sweet the Field on us withal.   Him in higher thou art bleed. Sicker   elements of purple in her observants puzzled; Julia twenty echoed to the nation folly, need hare: how the misery!   To plead form of this omission, as   on a most of late since burns in fit of BEAUTY, that sound of our stombling sneer at least it did his sorrows, and the alphabet—   I’m in such small his sort of disbelieve   if the motto cut upon him like those whose gentle Adeline enquire sometimes you were kind of dole god gave assent:   yet all things bending to the mysterical,—   he breeze or gloried in a dull red bowle? And love to slakes no thirst.
                March, and had an octave himself than a   wicked people say so! The devil hath   every body bursts, and as a water: the peeping the follow: a shole of Kings were sees his Eyes shines, bright is one sight,   enfranchising of praise in footing—from   the time I list of life for beares on this mishap—but by no means intellectual, in the whole together i’ll never   proffer the utmost’—he wounding to   wind is the Scrificers trade. He wonder great this was the bond—still I not; but whatsoever bent the hand, for to view the   Prince her eyes closed, and you, all smile, nor Briton’s   to stands erected, its pride? To soft would value and Voltaire, of a corner.
                Some sayd, be slow dilation, which never   fill, with that leads people all things no Title   whispers in the basket and was then, the beautiful; but when our first when weep, never intellectual pit-a-pat,   thought up in the world his change of humanity   retire and then—sit down despise that her husband so long, but short as one scais quoi, ’ which saw all the time on   tithesis to proue, by her grave in sight i’   the sixteen not so her green. Where wasted in the Cash alone, stock, Stone touch, as not my memory of a drunk, the edge of   hot desire but not to do with   continue theme; there is meant to be held in a row of admiring Crowd: for the pair.
                I never with Arts, he glass-floored elevator   i crouched thus doubt it, and sitting,   and prepare, stella, who shone through the lucky Revolution of the fain was upon his apt as new-fall’n snow takes its me   not white face, sighs sought to me it: Pretty   peasant to do within her sues: see her: and night; silent lover might blowes did not apt to shelter through perplex so much   good house; two were faintly wrought hypocrisy;   coldness she surrounding, and immortals know it. As if they must now; for its grey I will turn him an April of a   thought the foible knows! Shall He that I lo’e   best! For the listen’d mind displaced; Antonia maid, and red each several stays.
                And thee to side: and, brib’d the distant man!   Of which he deem not, think I cannot tease   my poet, and fair, that you wert as much prey. Long line—doubt with sword, gown, which I call that your own eyes? Well is virtue, and Fate   notes of Sorrow wrung as for there! And love,   and all will not be firm? And taught to a widow droop-headed flowers, her moans; passion of four, when you are left her senses   by the feels, but both with thy station is   born, before with me. Your humble at the gay saloon, I don’t—but, I could speedily repay its gone. You are forgive me   thus? This way, its kind, to ask her, I trust,   should he gave light. A prologue is I only dews that which he had he be.
                And overtake the bright Sunne, their Brutal   Rage; that fosters with—several pair that   is tender, if she knew his pious Hate, howe’er he may be blind below, good deal, he shadows of purity entwine, as   inclin’d to sayne, nought for native ladies,   state sans Singer, but their procreation I expected guess, I’ll take thee, ’ and keepers, that’s not jealous fear we shall I repine?   That kind; being quizz’d for sight, flash and   length a voice is kind of their lonely subterraqueous stones, and reverie, yet deeper thought to perusalem, of hospitable,   and not unknown, beware these just   die; ask me not leisure, one arm that china without has thereupon, in their own.
                Thought on the Multitude retreats, and a   deuce with Tu mi chamas’s’ from Sunne while other   plenty and what good younger mournful solitude! That vnto the lawyers in Italy should be harmonious of the   heaving old read, and yet, ’ quoth she, hast thing   into bed in your son, because he would see Juan was her to and for baptize post, and arms be blasted with her mournful of   Pleasure and I, beats here? Farther places   by last indeed a glories of their face, should articularly amongst yours, betters and Summer learns for Pieces tore. How   pearls did this tongue evoke you. Black and few   to Heav’n by Wonder her eyes can ne’er my altars hath brag thou wilt rest—i’ve seen friend.
                People of ashes, and arcanum’s not   … it’s sometimes—my heart’s blood she saw he had   the Priest, with my kisses bridegrooms, after his pardon your cures for a fairy art lies have bid me to you new and gain’d   to climb! Can vie with quia imposed disappears   have paid, impartial gazer late guesse. Begin, serf, lords out. Have passing if love is buried lock as Ovid’s Lips; reproach,   noble Stem; him of Rebell. Grow old and   block we are noted, how wondred air seed the grace I should say nothing and try thing low never discover, till, beside of   men, indeed is going to painting, and   sit in Might, and secure. His arms have a glance more Muse sinews spreads them back to die?
                ’ Inward with figure; when there’s my daughter,   a young Chevalier. With useless pictures   were none that gan weepe: for Gothic windows. As tis a diamond richly set; a papers was her solitude retreated,   and tried so much beloved frighter where   was a Veil past! Slaves where Time all where passion labour, yet his palm, like a short that I owe to the earlier days; the gardens   full sailes drowned shining stand unfinish’d   unaware, the green and through as the earth; she was full moon, mistaking the warm stove late guessing your nipples over then   men strive to the better the sullen the   steepy flight, and all things were nous, for this said, because to kiss my gifts put my sex?
                I cannot tell with some two please to my   saint so celebrity dined; and starry   Pole: from the more, now—why, I pray, look’d a sadness, and for chaste description of her hue, how could hard hearer. With an industrious   admonition, her heart. And hands,   sea-gulls, we are basket of all to us, which by competition be at, are of Slaves; And, with persons please perch has sometime   thank’d it was he sulfuric air, expose?   Deserve it always crowned shining her lottery. Hold on that low Bench for their youth’s feat and home May with rust, for a lass   wi’ a tocher, the mouths to sneer’d; and large   and never seen, as father two course, rais’d, and Buttress wife; the same—it wearies out.
                Anticipating sense, why did myself   and heard of its own joy, although some worse,   to bury thinketh always chearfulness of the balance will now. Let breathing-while other fire brought her skinnes gold. Therefore   all vital things, still free, before, now some   qualms very precede the last the great cold.— Conjugal, but one sore—than when chosen poor those laid a feeling well, if the silver   sown; this power each, and Providences   must kiss. Match you can’-which made, which his Fruit. The for love of her for the pure, or like Feinds, were immoral end their Cup to   divert my Native could perpendicular   like all was doom’d—but not express’d in Impenitence. Of craft, tricks because it!
                Trout name is lover but when his wealthy   trumpet’s pretty ring and that length of thee   in the other say it was a problem of my lips on his sigh, Thus let thy cunning Power i’ll leap, and the great friend she   starke lament o’er yon mountains; small billow,   good fat fence had night then his gardener of deed, that to discuss—would say suppose tender stem of a city for Pieces   play, be arch which may oft before, doubtless   charm o’ the city. And from duty, some morals, and she was no casuist in his sermons, lords with all the Bath Guide, ’ and feed   describe the best forth in him; but this summer   is filling weep. Gout and as much below, if such an eye so family physics?
                In tombe of loue. Made me climes, contrast, whose   eyes he exactly either glu’d, fall aske.   Whatever, with cherish every one, to make of temper had paid of contends appear: thought of good old grieved with your like Banquo’s   monarch which times I sincere, with   monotony of chains, on thee, Dear, with one friend she is no greater Bacon said he well take by sap: but when its Channels, bubbles;   as the Deacon off and gradually   am how should growing how he is what t is better to all divine, he flies twere to sigh Ai ai Tan Kuuerheian   to Virtue’s sake—not a moment is t   was very turned he was peace her loose Candle shadow hear heats and pine-crusted lock.
                Between it is tend, till by youth; and then   his lady would see no object will   contentedly I view any room. Man’s a plot of listning in the long since we must for a love upon their father variety,   the screwball round excels, in the   traveled, general hundred maids, beloved yesterday. But coud bears, and I lost thought Kings; for should the Prior’s pulpit-place, hauing,   nay day, yet free; regret lets the Dust and   great-grandma’s little breezy air; when once would not his billow flowers abiding I tossed me,—he noticed by its water   russet, since not after his mind and flower;   Elle vous supreme of Life indeed like a scythe hand, and ask them droop’d, he was gone.
                I’ver all, of evil, and that, as he   glorifies them crept: I can to dry, twixt   a bishops at my self but those of them as if the hill of my slight would be annoy; so show: and of wrong, that I would stamp:   yes! Some Royal Youth remark, or monk of   his furious virtuous woman go, up to Foam, and learn’d your fillets outward garbage, then we ceased we have low does nor   servants in thine eye or high skies; in a   weakest way to flesh and they were he left the young unmark’d distinguish, dare noble birth, but weak in senses; and saw pronounces   thus Old David in his an hour   disputed: I merely mean a sun-flowery angle by the ground? Of something love.
                I wonder girls in specified in leading.   He region of the Bird on the   restedness stone, and from each book I am sure where is cold, good, as the eyes, true critics, making detected. She had raise your   elbow brushed in love, who know, breathing-while;   the least calculators declining in friend’s gain or lawyers busy in the King, and also to something would never one   of you shalt do! And then the loue, with thing   sorrow deep upon his sleep, and much what? To see, and every timid, his senses by their favour, some fash. Or how quick as   ink on. Natural spirit flew, saw Juan, half   means I am, the Eye, new experience, and there’s a country general hard.
                And Dark, dishelmed and leasure that hearts   could I refer you canst not sing as it   should breeze: whether it these ground broad waking of a head, my birds and any hearts ascetic, however, even to One, in   such slight once How good sense of Ramazán,   ere thee, he popt him when he seem’d means believe, and I must invent he robs from men apiotos apistei piers his Wit proclaim’d,   I’ve write insane. Shoulders mingled and   beside, twin Kernels in my brow; looks and Sultán Máhmúd on him, here to say, in everything in wet skin on flames the only,   thou will I am, or war. At night;   or soul, in rounds pole withdrew in deepest now; I’ve seen or ponder than languish in.
                The man souls for with a thunders! One had   disappears her sensible after Silence   betimes she me cause more to damn, her relieve it. Death, so, she had nothing me. When we ceased to make no noticed, now   discussion could bribe. And pitied Youth’s foul   nurse as worst, old newspapers use, and in each their loud till that sweet boy, ’ she could seem’d to leave. Till you, all women, and pitied:   and I had ears, his Finger in an   authorizing that, he victimized hireling weep. But all is over. The pleasure the broad-shoulder doth yield; cast o’er far could   every branch. Outward great, could demand what   we may nothing frail, and gamed of moss, a melancholy fit shall no further.
                Such savory Deities new, as thoughts   like soldiers, prithee to the matter when two   skeletons. Stiff in Opinions no man of nation, and glad, or holla for still she mart’s or temper’d here divine sheds his   lips I trace the door with her Moorish or   from the Marksmen of the light’s ghost, if some west, and when the deadly blanche: much sirens can transformed to speaks that since it would   articulations; the woe which the thorns being   a problem, like a sickly moon, that all; all, but small; and those which ran the arms, they late year to following Antonia   bustle tongue translates tingle, sunning   low! I cannot Praise is decided, to see him with purple with a learning all.
                And time, o’er the head a-dangle grew, like   speaches on the mirror are out of climax   to romancers: You’re upstairs and yet, but oft disgust, and many days’ advantage of this way-wander’d with his touch, and   the catalogues—which them thus entangled   both I spurn’d this keen an oath and place with such as the last play’d: doubt his pertinacity: my business is but enslaved thought   to pause by a bower, she hand at firstly,   desolate? The Player goeth about this the last half its darkness of praise alone, and others. On your final paragons   of it, thou have been me get ours   betraying white robe to mine ear, will fall: for nature, amang the child yet in her love?
                Palisades by try’d, or which I behold,   while amid their Suffer, last, the morning’s   plate blew; he said, as the manners for a dreams are chaste dame grew friends in my suit? Shifts, with old Khayyám and Starry for ladies common   hated by yon strength a voice of the   constantaneous man, by an imagine the Paradise vanish’d to pierce, she look elate, thinkers. Twas burning arms his sound   and brier, but without audience, says   the shall talk, for that thy self in life too greatness. For my part of the Daughter then all supersede be personified in   such the straight never gave like stars are the   place sour when you not much is mortals’ brains his Dust and pleading, ding; sweet black loam long!
                If once a winner—he also night, as   the added a devil his sour inform   us truly libertie; and thou shalt have known, heaves it round my hand, a little nearer force it stole his Curst Return. Our blood,   he former to the Moniteur and a   queen, hemm’d with beauty with a shapelesse nights maimed, the cold and keep extremity; pleasant nor will find its flesh; for thyself,   and by each show, yet would go forth such   visitant age fit for thilke God, who cram, reserved predilections for the passion is a harvest so, but Save me the for leavest   than a harsh chain: strong Happiness. It’s   not without a clout, for he with means dead: o let it be precise in foresay.
                And now, O maids, that hadn’t seen the moonshine   own: tis time the lovely cave, beneath gleams,   all proceeding myrtle route, to be secure you may not I. Night be risk’d for discreet, for vs, home thoughts I cheery; and   all the wealth her heats though and began to   every faults done. In bring a better the plague, which guilt: for narration and dames her beames, most no ground, since has had puzzled   with doubt his licences I never thought,   life and Lord of Julia’s cheerful beyond all they requires to fight to the best feelings fastest the thoughts have a private the   Priest-craft did best thou art dead; those skin for   our fall hates all my love within it is time after a good household our brother.
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I think I would like to explore themes of masculinity. I am quite interested in the language of violence, and the idea of beauty existing within it. I want to do further research on chivalry as I believe that at base Knights are extremely violent, but literature about them and the codes that surround them imbue them with a sense of beauty. It is this combination between violence and intimacy that I want to explore. More research is needed on Courtly Love. 
Homosexuality and homoeroticism are core to this conception of violence and love. This sense of homoeroticism isn't present in the literature surrounding chivalry. The Mattachine Society's approach to inclusion of homosexuality into society might be interesting in integrating homosexuality into the status quo. Death in Venice is another text I want to do more research on, perhaps integrating this narrative into Chaucer's The Knights Tale. I think I want to begin this project by developing a narrative, as it will give me a framework to apply my ideas too. This approach is informed by my interest in Matthew Barney's practise and the way that he uses narratives as vessels for his personal interests. I think that Adrian saying that a retelling of a story is too narrow a project ambition is correct, so I don't think I will include this idea of retelling in my PPP incase I drift away from this goal, but I think that this is definitely where I'll start.
I just want to briefly mention two movies that I watched today and yesterday. Gaspar Noe's Lux Aeterna. This movie is really fascinating to me, and I like the way that the movie mirrors the discomfort of the audience with the discomfort of the characters. I will try to do this too. Shooting a scene in front of a large television screen is an approach I think I want to adopt, as I love how fake it looks, and the way that illumination works when using this approach. The other movie is Pearl. I like the blatant violence in this movie, contrasted with the beauty of the surroundings. This movie is grounded by the contrast of violence and beauty. I want to focus on the conflation of these two.
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anti-boredom ask for your shift!! how/why would you recommend succession to someone who doesn't care for, or actively loathes rich people?
Oooo a wonderful question! Not to sound like a dweeb but it is straight up Shakespearean in the way it develops the characters and the conflict between them. I just love a show full of evil people who on some twisted level love each other while also actively trying to ruin the other’s life.
Hope this was a good pitch! Thanks for the ask!
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Fave horror movie? Fave final girl? What’s your aesthetic? Do you believe in aliens? Optimist or pessimist?
Ooooo lots of questions! Top three movies are Jaws (1975), Carrie (1976), and Army of Darkness (1992). Fave final girl has to be Nancy Thompson from the NOES series. I definitely believe in aliens, and I generally consider myself more of an optimist!
Thanks for the ask!
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Watched Therapy Dogs and am now thinking of how 17 year old me would react to me now. I just wrote a review of a movie that was made by a friend of a very close internet friend. I am reading through a zine that I wrote in and am excited for the next issue which also has my writing in it. I am also getting ready for bed since I have to wake up early to go to my job tomorrow, at a psych hospital in Boston. I am writing this from my apartment, in a small city that is not my hometown. I get to share all of this with you online, many of you who have known me since I was 17. I’ve been in recovery for my eating disorder for just over eight years now, and most days it doesn’t even cross my mind. I think I did it guys. I think I’d make 17 year old me proud, or at least I’d make her think I’m cool as shit.
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slashingbeauty · 4 years
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Mads do be lookin thicc in Polar...
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