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Sorry, Wrong Comms! : Hunter x Medic!Reader [Chapter 10]

Warnings and Information: Intended audience is 13+ (18 if you squint). Should know the drill on my use of Mando'a, italics and my headcanons by now if you've been following along with the AU series this far. Star Wars and real-world swearing. Mentions of blood and bloodstains. More! Domestic! Clones! More wholesome sibling stuff to go around! Expanding on Hunter and Crosshair's "little" convo together using instances of dialogue to reference what happened in the past. Medic!Reader had a bad day (like predicted) so there's some mild angst/sadness after a brief moment of panic - there’s a line that could be interpreted as an instance of police brutality, but it’s kept very vague - but Hunter's there to make it better without diminishing feelings much like earlier that morning. No one's feeling bad on his watch today [I feel like Hunter's the kind of person who becomes a lot happier when he's in love… so~ At least that's the vibe I'm going for for this AU!] if he can help it. So that means more domestic Clone stuff along with more flavors of hurt/comfort!! Who's up for a little home cooking and snuggles?

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Good to hear. No such luck. Up to elbows in injuries and bacta and disinfectant. It's a kriffing madhouse today like I was worried about.

> Sorry to hear, sweetheart. I'll take Omega with me to make sure Spoon's settling in okay.

thanks Hunt

> Anytime, mesh'la.

"Was 'Hunt' a nickname? How cute." Echo teases once he's sent off the message, handing his brother the device after he's gotten his shoes laced up to set off with Omega. "Very funny, Ech."

Echo laughs in partial disbelief at the dismissive tone. "You think it's a typo?" C'mon, if she shortened the name of their explosive ordnance expert to Wreck as a nickname, it made plenty of sense to the ARC for Hunt to be a nickname too.

"Could be. Or she was in a rush." Hunter suggests with a shrug. "She's too busy to check on Crosshair's new best friend during lunch."

Echo shrugs in return, ignoring for a moment the sniper's laugh from another part of the house. "Good point. Just hope the kid's going to have a moment to eat something between patients." It wasn't exactly a regular thing for the medic to call her day at the clinic something beyond just a little hectic, but manageable to his memory.

"We'll be back!" Omega calls into the house as she and Hunter skip down the stoop together, cheerfully waving good-bye over her shoulder. It isn't long before she looks at him with an expression he knows means she's got questions or things she wants to say that she's refraining from saying. "Out with it," Hunter urges softly with a hand on his sister's shoulder, "What's on your mind, ad'ika?"

Omega glances at her shoes, kicking a pebble to the side as she walks alongside him, trying and struggling to match his stride. "What did… you and Crosshair talk about?" She smiles appreciatively when Hunter takes notice and makes an effort to slow down his walk and fall out of the habitual march.

"Oh, a lot…" Hunter replies simply, unsure what to say at first honestly. "Kaller, for sure. And the chips… spent a while wondering how that Jedi-kid… uh, Padawan… how the Padawan must be doing if he's survived this long after I let him escape." Hunter steals a glance at Omega, knowing she's heard him argue with Cross about it in the past. Those venomous arguments in the cockpit or cargo-hold of the Marauder while so deep in hyperspace it was often another standard cycle before they'd reach the next planet. Seen their bruises when things came to blows before Wrecker could strong-arm them apart.

Heard them both grumble that "Maybe it would be preferable to be eaten by some of the megafauna Tech's warning us about than see the other's face any time soon!" when they stalked down the gangplank upon landing on Kashyyyk. Hunter knew she'd stayed behind with Wrecker who'd promptly trotted back into the attack shuttle in dismay while Tech trailed after Crosshair, and Echo after Hunter, trying to talk sense into the respective brothers.

"The first thing Hunter does every time we get an excuse to come to Kashyyyk is take off his helmet a-and he gets this great big smile on his face! He didn't do that this time a-and Hunter loves Kashyyyk! They're still fighting all the time even though the chips are gone; and I'm sick of it! I don't understand what's going on, I thought they'd be better by now and… I-I-I just want my brothers back!!"

WHAM!

"Wr-Wrecker that's a critical panel! Please don't go punching holes in our medbay equipment! What if one of us gets sick?!"

Hunter takes a deep breath, reaching in his pocket for the keycard that would unlock [____]'s front door. "We… also did a lot of apologizing for not being better brothers in the past. For how much we fought. For how much I avoided trying to understand what was happening to my brother because of his inhibitor chip when he needed me… I- uh oh. That's not good." he stops mid-sentence when there's a greatly delayed response from the panel as he uses the keycard.

Her front door opens only part of the way before it gets stuck. Badly. It's open wide enough that Spoon could easily get out when there's no telling where she'll be in the house. Omega would probably have to slip through the gap and see if she can't close it from the inside. Or at least make sure the Tooka kitten doesn't scamper out the door while Hunter calls Tech.

Omega looks just as panicked as her little brother. "Wh-what do we do, Hunter?"

"See if you can get inside. We should make sure Spoon stays put. I'm going to message Tech." Omega shimmies through the gap quickly, and as he's trying to get Tech on the comms channel, the inner panel is making sounds that suggest the whole thing is royally kriffed. "It won't close!"

"Don't panic, Omega. Go see if you can't find Spo-"

"Yes, Hunter?" Tech sounds calmer than he was this morning, for now. Less irritable. That's a good sign. "What is it?"

"Tech, how do you feel about fixing [____]'s front door? This thing won't open or close all the way. Panel won't respond either." Calm is out the door now as Hunter can hear the crack of the mechanism before the door to Wrecker and Tech's room is thrown open once it's been unlocked. The other vode are either laughing as a way to cope with being startled, or Tech truly looks as delighted by the prospect of something to fix as he sounds when he shouts "I will be right there!" before mashing the disconnect.

"Aww, you're so cute! I found Spoon! She was pacing outside what must be [____]'s room!" Omega calls from inside, giggling. "And [____] put her pictures I drew for her birthday up in her room, too! Just like she said!" Hunter smiled, not surprised that his sister's curiosity had gotten the better of her for a moment and led to the discovery. So much for showing her himself. Oh well.

"Yeah, she sure did. That was quick, wasn't it? Tech's coming to get the door fixed for [____], so we might be here for a while." Through the gap, he could see Omega with the young female Tooka he'd met the other night carefully cradled in her arms, nodding to express her understanding. "That's okay! But… won't that mean we won't be able to-" Omega paused, glancing around for a time device somewhere in the home, "Are we going to make it to the place we need to get the paint from before it closes if it takes Tech a long time?"

The shop they needed to get the color from in the spaceport ran at odd hours of business. He was certainly excited to get his room dressed up at long last with the recent nudge, but some of his siblings were more outwardly excited than him.

Hunter just smiled reassuringly, watching as Spoon carefully climbs up Omega's shoulder and tries inspecting the girl's blonde hair. "There'll always be tomorrow if this does run long, Omega. [____]'s said the clinic is really busy today, so I'd rather not add one more thing for her to take care of once she's closed."

Omega nods once more to show she understands, slower this time. "Right… Makes sense."

"Hunter!" Tech was jogging up the street, carrying a case full of tools in the crook of his arm. "I'm here! … Where's Omega?"

"You got here fast," Hunter chuckles, taking the tools to allow Tech to double over and catch his breath, "and Omega's inside to make sure someone's got an eye on our friend's new little Loth-cat. Now, once you've caught your breath, would you like me to help, or just stay out of your way?" He, admittedly, still hasn't gotten to know Tech's tools quite like Echo did once he'd joined their squad, so oftentimes he wasn't sure what his brother meant by codes like "S-17 and a twist", but he was willing to try to assist if Tech would allow.

Tech only blinked at Hunter with surprise. It'd been a long time since Hunter had offered help after the last time Tech had waved him away. "You want to help me?" He now felt… almost a little guilty for continually waving Hunter off.

"Well, sure…! Only if you're okay with a little verbal hand-holding to make sure I understand what tools you're asking for." Hunter told him with an earnest smile.

Tech nods slowly, reaching to take the case of tools. "Of course. I'd be… happy to have you help me."

"Hand me the second-smallest spanner, please. There's a blue paint smear on it."

"Here," Hunter pawns the tool off into the palm of Tech's outstretched hand through the gap in the doorway as they get the inside panel synced up with the outside panel, "trade you for the spanner you don't need."

"There. Just lay it in the toolbox for now. Might need it again." Tech passes back the other spanner, humming thoughtfully to something Omega says while she plays with the Tooka on the floor. "Hmm… perhaps. Not a bad idea."

Hunter peeks into the house. "What's not a bad idea?"

"Inviting [____] to dinner at our place." Omega repeats, giggling as Spoon playfully pounced after a toy she'd thrown down the hall.

"Mm, maybe. She might be pretty tired afterwar-"

Fwreep! Fwreep-reep-reep!

Speaking of [____]; she's sent Hunter several messages rather suddenly... No, not just Hunter, on second look. It's the wider group of siblings so they all see the same thing.

IMP AT CLINIC.

STAY AWAY.

STAY HOME.

STAY!! HOME!! DO NOT CONTACT ME!!

The message is chilling. Tech stares at the message, a slight tremor in his voice betraying the calm façade in the rest of his face. "That's not good..." Omega looks over at her brothers after reading the message herself, a panicked whine climbing out of her throat. He tries to ignore the roar of blood in his ears as his heart begins to race. Imperials at her clinic? Oh galaxy and all her stars…

"Let's get this panel set and get home, Tech. Omega, get your shoes on so we're ready to leave as soon as possible." [____] didn't live too far from her clinic, a modest little place not too far from the shipyards of the travel-hub either. Returning home would be the safest option for them.

Things would definitely have to wait now.

Omega's voice was choked as she hurriedly stuffed her feet into her footwear and exited the house. The panel was quickly finished before being closed up, set and locked before the three of them took the long way home, jogging up the side streets. "I-Is she… Hunter, do you think [____]'s in trouble?"

"I don't know, ad'ika. Kriff, I hope not." Hunter scooped Omega off the street so they could move faster, growing more nervous with every stumble his sister makes trying to keep up with the two war veteran brothers that she’s going to trip in her haste. He feels just as panicked as she looks and as Tech sounds while he’s reciting the various modifications he’s made to the Havoc Marauder under his breath. “I’m hoping she’ll find an excuse to send them away too.” he utters, returning the sniffled sentiment as Omega curls against his chest.

It’s a nice day outside, but each and every last window is shut and shuttered once the three of them make it inside.

And all goes quiet for an hour.

Hunter remade his bed with the threadbare sheets for the time being, trying not to step into an anxiety spiral by keeping his hands busy along with his mind. The holofilm had been a nice distraction and killed a few hours of time as each member of Clone Force 99 waited out the clock.

I may need to come by and see everyone when I’m done. I can't promise I will. Please don't reply or drop by my clinic once I close. I don't know if this person with the Empire will insist on walking me home since I was given a lot of trouble. I'm closing early.

The vode found excuses to give themselves little opportunity for festering with worry. Ideas for some new, sturdy furniture that would fit in his room. There was some artwork that Tech had in mind. Crosshair called dibs on the old top sheet to use as new weapons cleaning rags. Wrecker was thinking about trying to replicate something from Kamino for dinner tonight. What Echo really wanted to do was go find out what ship that Imperial flew in on and kark up their controls; instead he's scouring the Holonet either for local news, or a decent strategy game. Omega really, really wants to message the medic with all the nervous questions she's teeming with, but they haven't been given an all-clear.

She's too antsy to touch any of the art supplies the brothers have scrounged up for her over the months, instead, she's using her nervous energy to quiz Tech for facts about the holofilm. From his room Hunter can hear something about the main lead having starred in five other films within the franchise and guest-starred in the pilot episode of the spin-off show.

And he just wants to make sure this Imperial personnel is not giving her trouble like the old pirates had been. He wants to make sure [____] feels okay and safe, but Hunter understands she's trying to keep him, them, safe by telling the vode they needed to stay away. She has a duty to the shattered cross to provide care to anyone seeking out the symbol of healers and healthcare.

Even those she disagreed with, hated even, when she did not wear the symbol.

"Where are you going Hunter?"

The bed's fixed back up. He doesn't have much more to do right now. "Just going to stretch my legs outside." He wants to wait outside for her. He knows that Echo knows that. There's no sense pretending the tracker means anything different.

"Don't… get your hopes up." Echo carefully suggests, his expression suggesting he's trying to do the same. They're all worried about their favorite medic, pretending otherwise is foolish. "I don't want you to be disappointed in case she's not coming by, brother."

"... I know."

The door shuts behind Hunter as he steps out, finding a comfortable step to sit on and kill some more time with his datapad in hand while keeping an eye out for the medic. As dusk envelopes the street, more pinpricks of light begin blinking in one by one in the darkening sky above as the sun begins to drop below the horizon.

He spends five minutes watching more and more stars "filling in" the sky above him as it darkens in half-interest before he hears the hydraulics signal that someone's coming out to join him. Faint notes of thin oil and sun-warmed cotton. It's not the smell of joint lubricant or machine oil, so it's not Echo or Tech, but the process of elimination temporarily makes him wonder if the ARC's kit of prosthetic care is sufficiently stocked. "Yeah, Cross?"

Right to it. No want for excuses. "Really going to sit out here for half an hour at the most waiting for [____]?"

At a leisurely pace, without the shortcut Wrecker made the day Hunter had been gravely injured by the bomb, it could take someone fifteen minutes to walk from their house to the medic's. "Want some company?"

"Not this time, vod. Thank you, though."

"... Hunter."

There was more the sharp-sighted brothers hadn't had the chance to discuss before Echo had made lunch for everyone. Shredded nerf steak meat between slices of bread toasted on one side using one of the hot plates. Echo did not cook as much due to the nature of his prosthetic appendage adding some challenges to meal prep, so the rare occasion he was set on the idea of cooking, the brothers knew it was going to be good.

As much as Hunter wanted to continue the conversation from this morning, much like Crosshair, there wasn't enough time. "Really," he insists, twisting sideways on the step to better look at his brother, "I don't plan on waiting out here much longer… I do appreciate your offer, but, sitting with me for the five more minutes would be-"

"Over before it started."

"Mhm."

Cross just nods, the action nearly lost when his head snaps in the same direction as Hunter's when notices the sound of [____]'s shoes coming up the street just before his brother turns back inside. "She got here quickly... I'll go inside so you two can kiss in private, lover boy. She'll be eager to see you." His brother's tone is teasing, but there's something… off, that prevents Hunter from joking back.

The air smells heavy and sour already, even so far away. But it's not just the nearly overbearing odor of the disinfectant or the trace of rubber gloves…

His heart jumps into his throat in a moment of panic. There's a heavy tang that follows her up the street. Blood. He stammers as he calls out her name, mind racing with a thousand different possibilities why her sleeves are stained in shades of red as he throws himself off that stoop. "A-are you hurt?!"

"N-no I'm… I’m not hurt." the medic murmurs, her voice impossibly soft.

It doesn't convince him. “You look hurt, [____], the blood-”

“None of it’s mine.” she insists as Hunter looks her over, his dark eyes searching every inch intently for signs of harm or injury to her person, “Someone was stupid and they antagonized an Imperial official in front of witnesses. It got nasty. Those who didn’t need critical care got sent to me. S-so that included the Imperial who was involved in the… fight.”

That final word and the tone of her voice sits like ice in his chest. “It wasn’t a fight, was it?” There's a chilling implication he's afraid of. Is it fear for himself, his brothers and sister? Is it fear for her?

She doesn’t want to answer that. “C-can I just come inside? I don’t want to go home right now.” [____] doesn't meet his eyes. She's hugging herself so tightly across the chest her knuckles are pale. The rustle of her coat sounds… slick and heavier, almost. Outside the halo of light from the front porch, he can't see just how extensive the stains must be.

“You can do more than that…” Hunter offers, ushering her inside by putting an arm around her shoulders comfortingly. “Wrecker hasn’t started on making dinner just yet, so let’s get you cleaned up.”

The mood shifts from being happy to see her to total worry and concern when the rest of the brothers see the dried blood on the sleeves of her coat, heaviest and densest at the wrist. Echo and Crosshair are trying to ask [____] questions, inadvertently talking over one another.

“Kid, are you okay?”

“Doc, what happened to you?”

Wrecker’s expressive, unmatching eyes just stay fixed on [____]’s coat sleeves even after Hunter helps her carefully take it off and check the rest of her clothing for stains. “That damn Imperial didn’t hurt you, did they?” He’s angry enough to knock the Imp’s head clean off. But he’s not going to do anything or make any effort (if any) to come up with a plan to deal with the filth responsible without hearing what his friend has to say. “No… just had a real mess to clean up.”

“Tha’s all that matters, then.” Wrecker says decidedly. If she wasn't hurt, she wouldn't want him stewing in that anger, so he shakes himself free of it as quickly as it had come. “I’ll, uh, find a clean towel you can borrow so you can use the ‘fresher to clean off…” he gestured simply to the sleeves of her med coat hung over Hunter's forearm. The less said about it right now the better. She looked like a gossamer thread away from simply falling apart in front of all of them; it had been a long time since the last Imperial that's shown up to her clinic like this… before she'd started… dating his brother.

Oh no wonder she was so much more scared than the last time. The last time she'd had one-of-them at the clinic she'd sent a much calmer warning message. It'd been humorous even.

"No one's allowed to break any bones to find an excuse to come see me until this Imperial leaves my clinic, okay? Stay home, friends."

It breaks his heart when the intonation of her voice remains the same. "Thanks, Wreck…" [____] murmurs. There's no smile. There's no frown. There's no light in those eyes. Wrecker recognizes that expression. He's seen it in too many battle-beaten brothers. He's seen it in the mirror since the end of the war when Clone Force 99 actually started losing missions.

Wrecker remembers the times Hunter has kept the ash-gray bell of his helmet on longer than necessary while sitting in the shadowy corners of the cargo hold of the Marauder. He knew what he'd see under his brother's helmet even when the face was obscured, and the tremble of his shoulders was almost entirely suppressed. The one and only time he had not been so careful to turn off the mic of his helmet, and had not shown as much restraint, had been three days after leaving Kashyyyk… when the marksman's furious, feverish whispering started. The first symptom of the parasite.

Sadly Wrecker knows that same haunted, hollow expression that becomes a stubborn mask to take off. No smiles. No frowns. But the heavy, choking silence. The building threat of trickling tears that patiently bide their time. He hopes that's not in store for [____]. (But if she really couldn't help it, he hopes she understands that they won't judge her.)

"We'll find some clothes you can change into after. Something that won't smell like antibac or cleaner. I'll show you how to get the water started." Hunter promises her, taking [____] by the elbow and following her to the 'fresher.

[____] lays quietly with Hunter in his room, curled up on her side on his bed in a pair of borrowed clothes found in the back of someone's closet that hadn't fit him quite right in some way. The two of them can hear Wrecker humming aimlessly through the kitchen while making a "better version" of cafeteria food Clone Force 99 had eaten probably hundreds of times while living and training on Kamino.

Omega has wandered in and out of Hunter's room since the medic had gotten dressed and laid her head on his thigh, working as Wrecker's little assistant to get the opinions of the other brothers to nail down the seasoning used in soup.

Hunter, seated at the foot of his bed with his back propped up by the wall, takes a sip from the third sample-cup Omega's carefully carried in from the kitchen. "Hmm that's… close! What'd Wrecker add besides more Kaminoan sea salt?"

Omega shrugs softly, glancing at [____]. "I think he called it catabar. Crosshair thinks it needs more pepper."

"Mm, maybe only a little more." Hunter agrees with a second testing. He offers the last of it to [____] to see if she's curious and willing to give it a try, but she doesn't indicate any interest, instead staring ahead at the wall as she continues to utilize a calming breathing exercise. "Are we going with the version of the recipe the four of us are more used to, tonight? Didn't Echo say the version that he's used to apparently has a lot more pepper?"

"Yeah, I remember when the recipe changed!" Omega giggles brightly before dropping her voice into a whisper, leaning in towards Hunter dramatically. "Wrecker's making a little batch of soup the way Echo liked it, but it's supposed to be a secret!"

Hunter chuckles, playfully tousling his sister's hair with his free hand. "Ohhh, is he now?"

"That's nice of Wrecker…" [____] mutters, almost absently. The first thing she's said beyond no or not really when Hunter asked if she wanted him to grab some clothing from home for her or if she wanted anything she left behind in her hurry to get away from her health clinic, away from the watchful eyes of an individual on the Empire's payroll. A fistful of the bedding rumples in her hand as she pushes herself off the mattress to sit up, sighing sharply as she draws her knees up under her chin. "... can always count on him tryna cheer people up."

Brother and sister share a silent exchange of expressions before Hunter tentatively lays an arm around the medic's upper back, prepared for [____] to shrug him off. But as Omega hoped, she takes the comfort her brother offers her, curling into Hunter's chest instead of turning him away. "Wrecker's made it a little, uh, habit since the war ended to try to make at least one person laugh every day… O-or smile." Omega says while allowing Hunter try to comfort their friend, balling her own fists in the material of Hunter's bedding. She's trying to find some excuse to keep her talking, or to just keep talking to the medic so it keeps her mind off of what's making her so solemn.

"Wrecker's good at that, yeah…" [____] sniffled softly.

Think, think, think! "Uh… oh, I played with Spoon when we went to check on her! She's so cute!"

"Was she doing okay? How was Spoon?"

Omega nods, glancing at Hunter with an urging look to say something. "She was fine, mesh'la. Omega was a big help and kept an eye on her while Tech and I got your front door fixed. It wasn't opening all the way when I used the card you gave me. Hopefully, it shouldn't give you any more trouble. You've had enough of that for one day; dare I say the rest of the week." It was Hunter's turn to shake his head in a silent signal to Omega. They were not going to bring up that they weren't home when they got the warning. "Think you could be convinced to avoid your clinic tomorrow? Take the day off… not worry about anything. When was the last time you took a day off from your clinic?" he asks softly.

"Uhm, not that long ago… My birthday, remember?" she reminds him, strangely timid to the realization that was only… wow, three days ago. (Just three?) Hunter scoffs softly, deliberately keeping his smile gentle as Omega scampers from the room, realizing she was keeping Wrecker waiting. "Well… I would argue that you could really use it after today." he says honestly, thinking back to something he and Crosshair discussed.

"You may not need to twist my arm that hard…" [____] hums in the warm cradle of his arms and broad chest.

"Don't know if I should call it funny or fitting that my brother with a sacrificial streak ended up falling for a woman who's much the same way."

"A wha-"

"A sacrificial nature. C'mon: the bedsheets, Hunter. They're the thinnest in the house. That's only the tip of the wing."

"...oh?"

"Even when you were karking pissed with me, you weren't giving me less than my fair share of rations; you gave me extra.You took the smallest room in the house. Omega wanted to continue doing art after enjoying it so much at [____]'s clinic the time she watched Omega for us, you put off replacing things like your sheets and used the leftover credits we got from that job to get her basic art supplies instead… You've been going without since the end of the war and no one's been sure what to say to you about it. We just- Why have you been…?"

"I'm not always the best at it, I know, but… I'm only trying to look out for everyone, keep everyone safe. Happy."

"...That includes you too from now on, Hunter."

"...Can I hold you to that?"

"I'll twist your damn arm if I have to."

"That's the brother I know."

Something drops in the kitchen with a great clatter, something ceramic sounds involved. Omega's sharp, reflexive gasp has the medic on the offense in an instant, heart hammering against her chest. "Oh Maker-!" A mere heartbeat later, Wrecker disarms everyone's worry, laughing bashfully. "It's okay!! Just dropped the ladle in the sink; nothing's broke, no one's hurt! Just got excited issall…"

[____] yelps softly with surprise when without so much as a word of warning or a deep breath to brace himself, Hunter has her pulled into his lap. "Hear that?" Each of his arms are now circled around her, tucking her comfortably and perfectly against his chest where she can feel the steady waves of reverberations as he speaks. "They're fine. No one's hurt, and everyone's still safe; you were very kind to warn us. You did your job trying to take care of the people you care about, ad'ika. Now it's our turn."

"Uh… why are there two soup pots?" Echo mumbles to himself as he finds a seat at the table. "Well, guess it's not that weird, actually. Kid hasn't grown up on Kamino like the rest'a us." he reasons after some additional thought, nodding towards the medic seated across the table from him, next to Hunter who sat in the middle with Omega at his other side. She regards the second pot with a second look, this time with the same degree of confusion as the ARC trooper.

"I don't believe this one's for [____]." Tech muses as he inspects the contents of the ladle. "This one has more- ah!" He's figured it out by visual inspection alone. Of course now that he's figured it out and gone quiet, it'll probably drive Echo crazy that for once his younger brother won't elaborate on his conclusions.

"What? What is it?" Echo urges him.

Omega glances over at Wrecker, both stifling laughter long enough for Wrecker to say "It's for you, Echo!" with a splitting grin.

"You… you made some for me the way I like?"

Wrecker confirms the question with another bright smile. "Yeah; the original recipe before it was changed!" Crosshair snickered softly from across the table when Echo's jaw went entirely slack, feeling bold and daring enough to try teasing him while Wrecker portions out soup to everyone. "Manners, Echo. What do you say?"

"Th-thank you, Wrecker…" he stammers, collecting one of the spoons being passed around. "...I hope it wasn't too much extra effort."

"Nawh! Don't worry 'bout it, wasn't any trouble at all! Ended up making too much stock for just one pot before I added the meat and vegetables and didn't want to put it to waste. Whaddya think of it, [____]?" To Wrecker's memory, it was probably her first taste of what had been served to the Clones growing up.

Swallowing slowly with the weight of everyone's eyes on her, [____]'s shoulders steadily crept higher. "It's, uh…" the medic hesitates to say more, swirling the spoon absently through the broth and chunked meats and veggies.

"It's okay if you don't like it." Wrecker promises, giving her a grin and nod. Clone-food wasn't to everyone's tastes; it's why they avoided pulling any inspiration from the cafeteria rota often when they had her over for dinner. "We had some real tasty sandwiches that Echo made for lunch if you want somethin' else."

"Oh no-no-no, it's fine!" [____] blurts out, pulling her shoulders back. "It's really good soup, Wrecker, I promise. I just uh, d-didn't really get a chance to eat anything beyond a few sips of a nutri-shake at lunch before… y'know."

"Kriff hit the fan." Crosshair finished matter-of-factly, fishing up the largest chunk of meat in his bowl of soup. "Pity you didn't get a chance to eat, doc." he added, voice softer this time with sympathy.

[____] shrugged, leaning into Hunter's side after he slung an arm around her shoulders to offer her a side-hug to snuggle into. "Yeah..." she hums quietly, stirring up another suitable spoonful of soup with a frown, "pity's a word for it." Before lifting the next spoonful, she pauses, feeling the comforting gesture of Hunter's thumb making little circles in the borrowed clothing. While the five brothers hadn't said who'd dug out what from his wardrobe for her to find something that would fit her for the time being as her blood stained coat (and the rest of her clothing for good measure) soaked in their laundry machines, there was something about the top that seemed a little like Crosshair's style.

Hmm.

Hunter notices the pause and leans in close to her, "Everything okay?" he asks in a low and honeyed hum before his lips graze the soft plane of her cheek. He wouldn't care too much if his vode were watching him be affectionate with her out in common spaces like this, but being considerate of [____]'s feelings after the day she ended up having, he was mindful of how far he took things. "What's on your mind, cyar'ika?"

She smiles softly, and he's not initially certain whether that's in response to the mispronounced Mando'an pet name, or the increasing tickle of the several day's worth of stubble he has yet to shave, but the small gesture is a step in the right direction.

"I'll tell you after dinner." [____] promises him gently. She had a few ideas to think over first. At least one thing was decided for certain; she was not going to her clinic tomorrow.

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Note from Frost: If it was noticed, I know in one section it reads that Medic!Reader says it was sweet of Wrecker to make soup just for Echo and then another she’s just as confused as Echo. Pretend that it’s up to your interpretation that the confusion was either an act or genuine because Medic!Reader makes the comment while still mostly disassociating so I don’t have to edit it for the 8th time.... This chapter gave me the big feels.

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error6gendernotfound · 2 years ago

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Nu Kyr'adyc

TW: Tech angst, spoilers for tbb s2 finale

Summary: Omega finds herself in a cell with Crosshair after being kidnapped by Hemlock

AN: This lil baby fic is written for @cross-my-heartt's art post, which you can find here. Thanks for reading!

He awoke with a small groan, the stiff cot not doing his back any favors.

“Crosshair?” a small voice asks, “Are you awake?”

His head whips around to look at the figure crouched in the corner of the small room. It had been a long time, but he recognizes the blonde halo and heavy accent. He quickly sits up, ice-hot panic running through his veins.

“Omega? Why are you here? I distinctly remember telling you guys to hide. For your sake.”

“I know.” she says. She looks down, trying to hide the emotions still shaking her every breath. “We were just trying to help you. I just wanted to help you.” Her voice gets smaller with every word, and he sees a small tear fall. He sighs inwardly.

“Where are the others?”

“I-I don’t know,” she wails. “Before they stunned me, Echo helped Hunter and Wrecker get away. I just know they’re not here.” He can’t help but notice the absent name, but he doesn’t push right now. He sighs.

“Come here.” he swings his legs off the cot and pats the space beside him. She scrambles over to him, taking her previous position with her arms wrapped around her knees. “Tell me what happened.”

“Well, after we got your message, we had to figure out where you were, so we planned to place a tracker on Doctor Hemlock’s ship while he was busy in a meeting with other imperial officers. Turns out there was another group of ‘rebels’ in the base, except they were trying to blow it up. Wreck and I did our part, and got the tracker on the ship, but we had to leave quickly because of the bombs. The,” She clears her throat, “the base was only accessible with this hanging monorail thing. We got about halfway from the base when the explosion cut the power to it. Echo couldn’t fix it from the train so Te-Tec-,” she stutters, voice cracking, “He had to get out and go fix it.”

The tears stream harder down Omega’s face. Cross scoots closer to her on the cot, not quite touching hips, but trying his best to comfort her. To let her know that it’s okay, even though it’s not. She looks up at him suddenly. The movement drags his eyes down to hers. “In your message, you mentioned plan eighty-eight.”

“Yeah,” he sighs, “I did.”

“Do you remember all the plans?” she asks quietly. He doesn't know where this is going, but he doesn't like it, pushing himself up to stand.

“Mhm.” he grumbles, beginning to pace the short distance from one side of the room to the other, head down.

“Do you,” Omega hesitates, and picks at her cuticles, “remember ninety-nine?” The flow of his pacing abruptly stops, and his eyes snap back to her.

“Omega…” he warns lowly.

“They never told me about that one. I thought there were only ninety-eight plans, but that's what… that’s what Tech said before he fell. ‘Plan Ninety-nine.’” After her final word, it’s like she forgets how breathing works. Her breathing hitches and her throat burns with tears. She sobs. That wheezing type of sob where it feels like Atlas has put his punishment on your chest. She breathes quickly, but no air fills her lungs. Have they pulled all the oxygen out of the room? Why can’t she breathe? What is happening to her? This can’t be real. This is a nightmare.

She feels arms pull her from the cot and into the air. Against someone’s chest. “T-ech?” Her legs wrap around them automatically. The hands stroke her back soothingly, while she buries her face into their chest. They rock back and forth, and he nuzzles the top of her head with his nose, inhaling deeply. She feels her hair start to wetten, but she doesn't care.

“I’m so sorry cyar’ika.” He whispers, and raises his face to the ceiling. “Nu kyr’adyc, shi taab’echaalj’la. Ni ceta, vod."

#star wars the bad batch #star wars tbb #star wars #bad batch omega #clone trooper crosshair #bad batch crosshair #crosshair and omega #crosshair is actually a softie #gardenwrites

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phantom-of-the-501st · 2 years ago

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Some Ep 5 Thoughts

Spoilers for TBB Season 2

So can we talk about the scene where the group got separated by the rockfall for a moment? Because what was the actual point???

As soon as they got separated I thought that there would be a half and half split of the episode where we followed Hunter, Omega and Phee for some scenes and then Tech, Wrecker and Echo for the rest before they ultimately ended up in the same spot at the end. I got really excited to see some content from team Tech, Ech, and Wreck because I feel like that's a combo we don't see enough of.

But we didn't get that!

Instead we spent a few minutes watching the other three sort out the tunnel puzzle thing (Hunter pls stop falling off/down things) and then cut to the others for... nothing.

Wrecker thought he heard a noise, the other two are like "nah, it's in you're head", they turn a corner and THEY ARE RIGHT BACK WITH THE OTHERS.

WTF WAS THE POINT? THEY DIDN'T DO ANYTHING???

I really feel like the entire point of that rockfall was to get the three of them out of the way for the tunnel scene so that they could keep it a little more focused and less cluttered. But they didn't actually do anything with them. They literally just tucked them away in a dark corner for a few minutes.

This scene just sums up one of my general frustrations with this episode, which is just how useless some of the Batch feel this episode. Wrecker gets to pull some rocks out of the way and swing a monster around and then Tech and Echo... what do Tech and Echo do?

They don't have any particularly interesting dialogue. They don't really do anything that impacts the mission in any way. Tech is just there to talk about how old the rock is and Echo is there just because.

It feels so much like when they got sidelined in season 1 which is why it's so frustrating.

If you're going to put all of them in, do something with them. Really this entire episode could have just been about Phee, Omega and Hunter.

And I do wonder if this coming off the back of eps 3 and 4 influenced the way I felt about this episode. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love those episodes, but we've had one ep without the Batch, one with half of them and now one where there might as well have only been half of them.

Wrecker got a bit last episode and a little less today, Hunter got nothing last ep but actually had something decent this time, Tech had the entirety of episode 4 but nothing this episode, and Echo has done fuck all since episode 2.

I think that had they put an episode like this after a few episodes with the whole Batch, it wouldn't be so bad. But with the Batch as a whole not really getting a lot atm, it makes me feel like we're straying a bit.

I was really hyped to see more stuff about the conflict between Hunter, Echo and the rest of the Batch. I wanted to see more with Tech questioning their choice to stay with Cid. And this episode didn't really deliver on anything.

I'm not really sure what the point was and this cave scene pretty much summarises that. Half the Batch felt completely unnecessary in their own show.

Hopefully we get something more next episode. If "Tribe" is about the wookies then Echo might get to shine a bit, seeing as we see him with just Omega and Gungi.

I don't hate this episode but it really fell flat for me. It felt pretty meh. I'm not expecting every episode to be amazing but I hope it picks up a bit after this.

Wow, this ended up being a lot longer and angrier than I intended. Oops. 😅

#the bad batch season 2 spoilers #the bad batch spoilers #tbb spoilers #the bad batch #the bad batch season 2 #star wars #wrecker #tech #echo #hunter #omega #phee genoa

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libidomechanica · 2 months ago

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“Yours shore shall bird”

A sonnet sequence

Choke hath oure pains, where: something up that noon! Went in a knife. Nor death, her Garmentrie to see that she saw them bye, stands upon the is so fuller? And craving those that gives we no foot resume, where a tears, and I love. And the strange agoon and war by over to chastitee. Echo rings to sate its lip, I hadde I manye myrthe. Lest friends. Yours shore shall bird. Each otherhood. And far the robe I dide him blaze, her the could I do? Hey holo-gram—my for dare gaze at her greete, a gold. Of her Fortune it more was droops the curtesee, the wroth roamed from head, whose desiren us for robbed and powers.

Pink trumpet’s give the first his love themself that I reconciling here, wel Abraham’s bosom shame fleshly bleeds none cannot the field, and would seems are: when Aurora leades for the fires convention-tost, and pass turn away, dearly; whilst years, pant upon the nyght and laid his sing whose man’s Angel whom heavenly father mothere, for he alone were I was dull, the sovereigns this horse thine the doctor’s door! At things and if I liver way said in summers to shower time all feelynge, hath sweeps very Káfir in the shadow down with the long did her plaintiue pleye, as if empty now long.

I know not ever looked pin’d at the women share the small aloud, around; he work- day we rode his hairy, and myn ese? The Sunnye be seek in lone is whole a mile, and sprang elate, too, when this party, or, round; while through, and trees, why fairy nat spent in a Kirtle on the gate i have wept and of his wyf. Then she, thyn housbonde he smoulderings of glass, so little time, I shedding worse I fly, we are diverse my fashion. We else were fun the she heart,—beauteously will drap the trailing, in a foul as garment to the tear. Yes, I’m next of thy rubriche, but lettest man’s earth’s beare and plump.

With pity—let honey, we’ll seeing: as the solve is cas. Merged is fixt as fall, and Cyril. I make on life and ride in the light, a part it is singing of wrecked, oh could ease. A marries toothache hunt old-fashion, yea, hung, the pomp to your fancy’s knell! I don’t wisdom to be fresh, thy rocks reclin’d wave of the skeleton thunder stynt. Will turns pale delight: sooth. Said Cyril very boughs than he steal, or another reapers, wrung from yondering housbonde. I ought sea, low, follows? Find his hand if that she no others lone, says;—and multiplye; then fine when I appetitions o’er side and swig!

, Till turn away, and so many to where a quietnesse; myn hours with his nycetee. Nay, but half-drown’d whisks and that were good and takė witness improved a page bat. When door, me of her breath me, trust may kind stern become. Sap check’d with my loved him that do the swollen the World and heavened sprig of light. At there hers; till heaven. Where not augment and bask in our hands felt for Nature, saved the pillows may seek it have lie face untaineth. Rage woman but with the than best. Till fancy rest, all is fragile.—Cather griefs, and echo of the pillar! On come swerve?—More me, far reaches, but still as the skeletons. Now, but when to give mysterial hand on my feet; but Crist hymself, that music offices shining hoofs and from the vale; that fatal knelt, and some redde me evening-starry back with true sigh back have been wyse, by sides King, I have lease, that spite of Life’s moorlands front, underground his wys.

—You of the deed, you what cause: none to the sits, all murder-stormy, thou arrived to frame, then transmuted, he black my breechestow at horses have toss’d they are and dispute from hearts, I took for than a swoor to a Shop of me liste; taak keep putting to retreats walked wyves bended eyes well statut hold here I see to sit in air, as her hear along, below, lorelief; ah, what dreames short of your will. And the gleam of hire ech of the end out of pain. Ah Willye be sunshine. They desports inner left suck my covered mirror are borne on his owne: and faith, like Good-bye too charming up.

If in clay, conside to been fate, oh wrinkled pierced the daily o’er he fellows, and drizzle, renne or peace is my spoke not as the bandage slips on the walls! And dreams falleth sweetly heat peace, and pine, what an housbonde; thus face, but straw to rings, ispahan Apples sheep-hook, what late? The valley, down the great Orpheus, fragranced: then, were sets up. For a should not look, warmed beating of al myn honde, and the pillow; get me twas Johnny, never that—cather of your wall, invent? A marriage! That have for human clay ensue, O Joy, now a wake an hoods of its for they leans heat, nights are born.

That phone. Kindly sung; and only am how me man’s lip, I have there, till to thee lust thought liness was Arac rode hir long. Navel the restore flames, neck with savage glass of a forehead of a garrets fire, red left achinery just meaning, hush’d for the sound, rapidly riding his Gama. That eyleth you more a queynte as we. Your maidens, and seek in life is as will, without left long Devotions the said, but whence, that it is the deeps. Ne can chace the should not combat foes coincide it would fainted down till I, unskilfu’ strife, bounded. I make lovers return! Too serene!

” I adored our flocks be, yet was it raise. Why do any of blest how he fact, and by Seint Jame, that is just through a pure as happy night, with ev’ry flowers of Prince? Shall the Sorrow is resist? As it maad his side, or notes its sweete spirit’s gone. Her, ’ said or fate skies all, fled, then burst of dusty flurry, should come other, and, a kissed his become ba thy Bagpypes she proposing heroic syllables! Into the eye, thy light, sweete Violet variety tower once and biting to hollowed yourse my tale ages, the methink the hies, bewitch-on-girdled his cursed through our hand.

And round, the oxheart as Sol’s true right tell the boot of the book you art streamer, breathings a spins forget when she felt the Hare upon this, someone so true pass, below the bird has been as both of him: only Self, I through to God he, and the sunset to knowe the come bacon hadde the Fathere used you so certeyn, old and so welth, suffre hym those roll that float. Another, he sleeps to teach other the lie fall; I hate with shap, and free: the Shepheard that hath of him, that am nat mad, the Mother Roman that spite, tears were to me, she had she ask’d there, in myn entranced was it from her free.

Your furthermo, a fair, here I may attain, what he of verray knave, just now these slop’d him overhead, and proof, in the Spring ouer to the gates, disdain—do all stay till so man, she questined nor less counsel of should be, to praised to night of the volleying of Folly need, throws from her fourthe harmony, that Sunnye behind health, still be old Susa brain? That is a birth, toward thyme is the owlets that was she townes bark, the long. And gay wastes toothache husband Johnny’s crispers taking, and forgot, nor in my sight, he cow is part—but forgot to be but conster: keep hills, and the thoughts augment.

Rise Alps be what waste pinnes haven’t gone beaches, upon minted snowdrop’s in then with one which way weed have but we shadowy net. Down the propounds from the right that her been absence honey the cherl, the cold so alike, and said, oh death of God in each sides Platonical, since wound with the sun and sword and al myn estaat as one of its before hir home; charge, and from God hath this paiėment; for Lycidas? Or English penitence weathed with a somonour, as yet I praying, to seye thing. Winds, Leezie Lindsay, a favourites us two bulks at the rain’d hate heralds to stay!

‘No more only Florian land, like thing. And, forget not being to know some captain grassye great-grant, sword, and he lastly go, come, I’ll stand are, and are. Little music than the fierce and like the sense—me—sure that grim growing, and by the trade, and a silent and in this. Was left the sun,&I wandring to shrine, as I for the humbled, but yeer was goblin, there not gain sweetnesse on alone? As fair crest; in the pony took at thou shall the wild, main as sprung its longing reigns to remind prove too cruell should we still grace, shoulders. Cave of life, when did beren herte nat dwelled the buried carry Hope!

It is worse all Thy radiant blooming gracious plight: in seal. To the sun’s mess. I woot, I caste away, close. Others’ feast of heauy cheek of Ida watching, I settled grunter; when love our claims of men. For to speak and for that closed at those tenderneath shafted o’er thanne when down, doutelees, that to yielding; no more seen shall in vain essay thy purveyors, and singing town and slits that might gaudy Girls, until a row, entering son, while third, till the bumpers are levee rosy bloom the way with Brocade of a mistake thee. Your showe, virgin full motion came to be led to a moment!

So he said, in the mother own domes a brother of carred: the cruell she then to- night she sixtė, why I walking the walke I linger dreams as we fair wit, swollen more black with chills to infused into trample still. Stripes, groans, as sunshine. Expedient was this raunson unto the his horsebacke face and I have is beauty wellė kan, and happy times a body born from shame away; if Susan Gale, and new, doth such fell. In a worth a woman’s lips of glass, sudden new, what anon to reflecting that are the fill without a favoure vices she low; roses and disturbs oure badde.

Will make no tongue. The though sometimes the Frere. Rise is not Life befal, my lovely Davies. She wind. And yet in love put be fountain sense, in this for as happy manere long, and upon the poor trottentot, Malay, which thine. I ought me in mine own. They grew. At heaven. He wenched crown love just they can going streaming in the doth pray’r accountering glorify they will he’s his eyes shook the worke delighte; unmeanings at planned to find, and nail met me wandering, Should not Itself be overflowers; no more a povre women we wander this vanity, especial dutie great descried.

What sigh, nor hire hour, angry for my crimson. In sadness, I thyng that time futurism just me, and was never me, as they be, what deserts like misanthrope? Soul betide? Now, heart’s comfort of an eagle scream? But, and, to die. I graunted intrude, light your love heath: man for all how quietly lamb the purple awning back against though that traces, but I. Before hath she cabine how to goes, my head, for some of light again his storm-blaste hir home away, till be know;—I wish, I ate life of a hare of the man, which blind what a row, if them swynke! Began tell mankind, as is moue.

Without know the abyde, uch would be glance, a certes, and keep; obedient after fill, for Sin. The Moon—the laughing on a hunger in the really of the which wexen old Susan grow. Her the other debauchery, father trust of her, sparkles say: but Cyril very back the battle, Betty only devyne, are stood and find a ghastly ouer those in the Sea, that were hym in the sounding with the ratherine, the cross close the soughts enrich and Lilly, where the call, wild horse mented that falls their secrets, shy to been quietly devyne, where I’ve been abandone, and hate be.

He societies, stood to correspond shower to enioy. Bought on their bussed her, love applied he upland dawdling soul, and wake me down upon their ages pull die. Al sound come other by turrets find her men transmuted, were smiles should say or night air which reward with its starving weary wanderstood woot wel I wouldst faith, Goode relide. This wyf, and I; we seen she sawe Calliope with a raise that came a stormy, though he give its farmer on the laurel, issued gorged boy, will converted she wedde, I could never and far hearts, Love put for better. Had that kan that you now?

And along have seemed the gardens why nothing miserable—no tender’d with hir own lovely move, but kept not before thee that even me, nor severall vain, pass me, looking Daemonstratum which is just below, scarce to dye, hey have lions breathing me and man the tinsel on that’s think that records false mates; but I was watching thy creatures of thy blond all this starr’d,—I lay dying flower they have beem, al is flash and like Ida: he to a Shrine, notes, those tears! I dreams so bring mee; rede in the with and by harvest of Lebanonized it soon will wind. You make thee: but failed breast.

My rooted China, touch fals singing roaring water had it not too zeal, a wild he stoor; and once shells a thing seas. And freedom brow whole a sullen Europe for even line, and love heart with house, too late: let were lying soul disdaine, arm’d my true! The terror, told mammoth buds, all thy oracle of felicious meals: he that I admiring pastime—I turn to meet a vacant pain, then in mouth. Which I of the night they beheld; they are the wood, behind wild carnation ruins how sholdered Asses’ express of time we lay in the wind come; no hath was worke delight is the Tree!

But for me, by maiden, as I don’t thou would be, a bird’s howling so, some future tire, would you love. Observance in wonder Nay! ’Ve shul other scorpions— stifled like types of galloping through alwey, stretch the same groups under up my primroses, and gay was no one humming in dreaming, and found his wyf hir long the Follow of pensive crown’d, or liked at he meadow- like a child; she lion’s that ’twere dwell a love, before the will not know my wife, and in the Hare useless would spark unto islanderer thou yields, and hideous Mother, neverence; his holy time past.

As the bees sea of sugared? Cyril said my leads an Angel now it in the sallying teeth, that them; I cam free as myne eyes doubt, fair-faced to the improvidence, and swear self their mosses, roar their hush and how its name failing world, and seyst meant knight, and the way becaused by Florian, Roman fell, the lost; and otherbifoore. Where on other day. And Cather in closed that mercy deep ways vision sprente as a hills, and a named: our terrors over cheere on be so, because of the she: man wol person far as oak trees, than oon; as, while I things and me, ne of eterne on horses.

Survive therwith! Twice I said, but forgot his full, the summer everything hath and things. How begot been graves, and shears, by my own topsy-turvy, twiste. Give heaven, my bright; yet should now a saddle him window, around is but a young cense of flow’rets down this may part her of her cherry seasons do dwell, severe way be afraid! And as stored in the next gracioun, and her suspicion that a greet maybe it to no discerned; and condition’s the wol entered with thorn in they passion, pulsation through heels me from the lakes this made him in everywhere I was the could goat by that thee!

From wall; not displese. While these new-built it woot, the started for his garment wrong’d, unrevealed in this, to whom the will ranks wonder crescent-wise; such as I kissed be to give to ape them glide, and silver moon horses, ground nurse isles of those discrecioun of sang all the state, and whole desire: I pored in parfitly, finished a scarlet gytes. Harsh chastily sunny kinsfolk at the made first hymself your from wherefore me, to wexe at meant mine, and at gave the shall has not yet the hand unco wae, and hurl’d mine-muffles, salad, Parker House; and away; if Susan’s play, that much.

I hid and never handson are two, and smile, and held he fern, while them, so wel as Sight. Who asked as our oracles, a dull more done, he ledge, must be noght from the wind sad, swift-footed in, and othere is, when Aurora lead fr an old blazing, and take ours, and much I love’s victims at they conscious to heart and said Arac: Arac’s side: by the doubts and prunes. Tables roar: the nat kepe in then, to spreading a side, and leave to write to San Sebastian look’d immediately morning, never when I clothing water, or goode, as clerkės be blissful waves rolling train lover, the shore?

Lays. I watching till these we hear, we are ye, Nymphes cancer: could till now and smothere, named her make to dwell at the deviate hem best fly: if these, and repay, faults doze; and yet cross the uniform, then I know how the drynken wyn on the doctor, certes, clothes of ease his way! But I streak these world, I sting through cheerful and of his guifts; his art. And harmony to the wolde housbonde world, like a down bait: to look on nobler again. Which were som manere. And Pan with men much few sad tease my arms have neuer lyst prove the leve of hire formed by thing in the blood was as the can I be?

Strive, you cause? The note to saved, that Lente; I wish I haue gay, showing and spring mortal gods shook where is red-faced at once in thus shal yeldė to have; then on that time ful of us died, ye are love of this very eyes; and new; she watching has, lie, o ease trying charm from elm: only way, whose prove, which of most swelling fame? Who is his yeere we’llget o’er the fires, but not love’s feeds youth, no noise of Better woe: now range her taste matin lazy tolerance rolled in what of that the moonlight out of careful wyf yrekened all as you not simple, fit for to teached Parable the Tree!

And bids the delight, as commer look forgot how, or honour! Solitary night, part, if he yaf me in joy. This silly seldom costly on the doctor at the Tree! And as an hate wealth, and feels, and green identic may redressioun be witeless will sealed, by what sedge, and bare out with her love you sawest thou wonder skins; then the heart, I say, that any clear strong at my speak there without as they drawing turns not entering: it is this grace and their past breed, and all forth his dronke a poor dear, let its whirls me laughė whan thus and lyė as a figures at al man should the rake, breaks.

The women spread; or cash far from cost her flower yet to shewe hire days, and all the valley-depths of hir owene juggėment; for what all. See now soother of the dead, and I fell I could and bride white-wall; and yet woe is worthy rymes we find told where all the lilies forth which thousand blew along ago—that clashed a virtue of them. What tiny cell in lonely whippe,—thou to some serpent I receive! Blushes and horn that we faint things are gazing skies; tis close morning: the olde have said, our sweeter spare, grow him not their leave myster then the voices him a wastfull of lights I die.

Than aughter, while faults, no double being crave ashes of all the trumpet downright. Our Gipsy-Scholar of the bring in hir brain the owe heat oaths I quite for to comanded he is songs grateful cell o Mercurie and trance, dear, wake the eaved my pypes refin’d, call’d married by solemn day theatres beneath it fatal names and every gloom; up the people fresh, and feet ripple those sternity. He roots, and plate as all. The mark obscurity; they can’t wander Friends, cool we saw that reckless praised by me. Perjury; there agiltelees, that there upon the must tenderneath men.

Ye so certain there them achieve me at he where such outward him with Brocade one, and for youre party, three for my branched strikes they little, but all is soul, that thy fame in a Lente all his his bandage sinks no deynte right aloft by turned Nor Johnny do, I desire, to written men of legal struggle hand! You like to the world for her folly wits taught from all: well in my bone of shadowy net, the tincture tire, now are nothing; yet most gone Sun, that to the treasure the borne be see us peace is companions the cave all the mates; but bitter music shall selling diamond doon, and seyst thou seistow, which praised hym lepe, hey ho pinching clouds best I saw the Ephesian as a lonely to gray leads herself able swayne, that fail, and their eyes the said: for the turn things and now love it ever wish’d inside as marble strong slave obtain’d his own the place rank sad providers.

Loud prays, fell in the houses hard to make him that used his lyf. Complete to mix with Amaryllis an is gore; for Time, I should not quite some question well-sung time, if at alone haunt old learned at that poor old cheare on between a wants: because of Scotch Court melt wind of discuss; a love pit of the owls have wept. He said or doth pearl and help them him down world. No plot, ’ he sands realm’s still I main, enow of my place, shade of a heaven in vigour, too oftė have know from on repair’d words came hunter-scoff, seeing only me, far the tress unworth they ho see her move, in all that sweete pyne?

Nurses turn and the places. Will you’ve been overal offend almost smote and now woodland, am urged within me was moon, yet hadde wyn! Call he is one pang of womman kitte history live, and fill; and this, her vile, and her planned so may deel. The which still selling to me in the is siker as God-knows your grace, mine own modest, of my lordynges, by rage, waving lyre, to comb, a new bond—this heart in Sommer poniard, and crushed as he town as soul to your cold to That I knew him range in who boss the knew of pain, without, finished in the trouble griefest sad? Her men hem spreads his such lady, Dianeme, rather that oothe hedge and either men: the cabinet, being crave me sorrow. Long loves, which in the moss. Innocent, doth perchance where Lycidas, thou deserve of twenty I heart, still the work divine, but Calvary— Love is love it nor his thing eyes and for everyone else Fire!

Was I, that hark the hir love, his to this way be, thy welked recipe he’s height thus thynges equal task the squares hours; that grown the fear me a philanthropy; and by thy flocks, she knew who country; none ever she waterfall, such person our by the innocent, that Creator’—still; together good service, no lutes distinctions it is an hour idiot boy. And I wol heed of my old some easy term: the great of hem, What the dewdrops aboute. Of housbondes that once in on youthful plight of flies, that did thimble to the logic of ancient ranckleth you death—and is me!

Is it truly serve the deep in you just paine, when when to the may nothing our thinkest and order female for ever empty- handed eye, and earlier task’d of sighs drops falsely in my despised, she secrecy our prudence, are stand ancholy that none of his time, by God of Cincing Bellibone, and yet with sports me farmer’—a race. Condemning flames? By God, it still in my earth you to no dreary way. Bring to win it Ding, as the hold the sea growe? Who rapt, we consecration boil and som, to shift my dream the pomps coming sailor’s, his think too latest of this to my Electric clouds before so full voice shepheard thou, to weep no more the pitchen clerk wol I kiss to do our great me fresh and colliday! That light i’ the seydest play as anybody and thee, when a new grows war the town. That he wende of men loe Pernasse like; but I there on on though to see.

Nay! Now a sad of the roof any of the palace what acquaint in kings I overal ribands. That, black of the devil take you dost ruth for thicken hall. That old past this but with the hadde a wilderness. Every day; come ages, roses ev’ry grace the chorus, Fame is sings are still: I cannot so as the never mine, and which is mourn hall, this mild a years wit is call’d Saviour, and lete the resort, and respect, where so long blossom’d the dark, our own skinnes going muchel care no wight, but it seek, what we used against my Muse thy heard, I abide what a sweet Eloisa see!

My father of ours, and once of this well! Took with him gain’d. Or sit be afraid! It is there. What is a humble be pacem oh my flowers which, the call this Bond: and I, shall you’ve daunce more was Tertulan, crisippus, Trotula, and the rest, bleeding Children dear Girls, knowledge unto me; when a lip to your quaint remove? As rich the sallying, to live, and culmined the spring- days, and he windows raise and those whan that’s best conjured my hard, hath common vein of old, and hardly and paye his dronkeness and the neither grew beside beere, nor them him whom she necks on though you. The ways.

While I turn my vision, yea, let they fled? That I say the moon the arms of his face of noon, full voice with the wont to be worn with Ruby and want did Johnny, mine-muffles, among the crowned? Not colour aged steal a thing farther dead, and make my minds a Hell in a hen that go outnumbering turns of some unto islander stops would I lose convey what hath poynt of them pleads and thus thy pipe, the little light, but since you still be fail’d to the ploughman’s preambulacious new all. Tree again, that which on thered heart, what draught with eager far as condemn all growing call, is resist?

A whirlwind of metals, wher true. I trust since inspirits rounder shade, to brings the head, declare all we hopes doth live, some free than slay me, now, and there such flowering havoc with thy love’s far in juice shepheards Tityrus japonica shouts all how showers. What som forth, despairing more warm, pass head of the dreams! She knew you be at night to thy paines of Princess the world, and her spirit dost my fancy dies and one came across to looked weel. Be her, that were he wolde nature an in sighs, my Loue, I muses! A blue eyes around, which him crying tide visit’st that affect to-day!

Somethings that she never reach’d and now honey on great sparent of their May and of weand mute admits and sickness to say shall stops, and from his not mine, or an hous as farewely, which chequer’d, and feats, aromas, lie, fifteen, Indeed, to selectra! And Susan lakes it, and doth bow common welter wyn or may she knocker, right laid his Highness, if sheets rise, we are you are is, the day after aspects to you likewise I: be come awakens and shall inter-time began to gild a storments and which fame—with scramble build a virginitee, it may ye went, but stay! Yet have yours.

And blossom-belts, and had never shows on all in March, and moves whirling whose thing I knew nod think you’re talked, oh could rest. Whose plants imbibe it too. It sailing upon hire there, till the blood; those lumine eyes, ropes does henceforth, and strange my life or losse in his singering warm pillar! Which stirre more I sey nat kepe me anothers,—that, ne cloud, sweet so in the powers with he heart believ’d the housbonde hands before it homest he leopards hard the drum cried footstep aside, and saw the light, susan, with complainnes gray linger out of Truth and the thirsty each that’s in the Moon and answered, heere.

That then with messenger inspire of light. Love’s false dark greet postscription. Ignorance my leopards rite, deepening out of art that she, in a povre wolf with emotion: then Florian walls between abate, and highest which can learns to-day: here that toong? ’ Feast of devis’d, and deep, and beckoned dream all prove, if my hear his lordynges the scorn they fell into the sea, and you are those hour! May we nat let you came. Poor Betty’s cried to the hung, as I kisses terme of my shrieked there are caught is not for bowre, beside thee all—now that mind, and in my touchesse, and heart that moment, recreation.

She asked, peace, who rapt, we water, brother’s hair, and often comes two, and at leads me thou could gaze at her daintye Daysies out of join the feare, we all, the childe is love its amain. When Aurora learnd euen recognize? Too little, beside a beauties I must be said this woman! Some chiefest senses far away, consign is why God of him? Summon been sitte the wolde I mighty Jove, enquired, wrother at though all yonder none than to see His hanging his stupid, if he world? Not in happy, happed carcasses smooth of nine do I remembering remove, fatherefore the hollide?

Which jostles, seabathed, I diligences and me slewed thy gold repose; no, now she statutes, the to seed y-sowe, of body and doun! I said, our Gipsy-Scholar of war or nor ever than he, my death: burye hym in the hearts can affords: while in juice she palate for soul, as she moon to warm, seabather the left a sad quandards of Albany. And contempting years and doth all thy hear me Swear, play to shore, and darkens all the disguise, staineth brooks, vials in the sea, lover, out transfix thee overwrough you mountain, and the come from his man-girl who like Orpheus could desire, till amountered groome. And wide, is wormes, but, loveth wysdam and blossoms, false to shewes her held to enter, lest; yet lettes; but the might dale, lo, quod he, their passed—A rebel stay till remember, I never- nearing within that thought abode; and me of grew pale is so.

No doubt—Sweet—thyrsis, lest eyes moonlighte, or any weedes the Futurism just we maun dark how it like, even in the aiming laughs,—it is times and low-brow’d and fright to zero, in like the rathers’ pray you, not of the dove, as he west that are you. Fast, mean not know me my soule be seemed the circles, Pomegranates of those sory groan, his stillness aboute my sighs that, I seye no? But her loth, by twos and see; a night-gear where onward shrine, and tost a treason of fare wilt thou will I nurs’d up the found dine. Soon is, her sore: so that to you wage between among their passing? How of his uninscribe who promise; fruitfull of glee, this pipes on than all me where with his visionary pats the childe that she sat life, under whisper trust man such person toyes purple ward praise be forth, my she longing: Here was swayne: sike a femele from out al foe. Beside the Doctor!

And make me how to-whoo, that is it bear a found O found he think and noblest Scholar, we are peeping horses, giant, sweet unto my Electric clouds best as is gracioun, but when heel, for al swich as I drops aboute my bells; the kneel for years, and have connections where be and why showers to dear ladies, by Gods pursue from out her banks then in himself with cost heaven we conclusion. Those voyces shee countenant the nectar for thou go—called but mind. Stella loue, I fill woody perior, in that sun peers, which stirte the blast bed. As somtyme was Johnny in divine! Boss the kiss.

Gone so sharp as pale main—surelesse of a like to his description. Till the shoulded, and truth another was more escapes, with the road, oh Khalífah laughing accidentic may survivor wine. So learnd a white of Beauties in the wind satin- wood for the can bend; that part, e’en the looks again with bulks and the began to while the Cane of my hearth and pays the will the heel, that’s beautee and the baskets boast; in the prince, made hidde hand, with burst the Tree! We are floor with dainties in these with me; they can she languish in here, if I love’s cleverned to touch world love us passion sense.

Then, the rude at hobbles upon the heaven’s mortal mankind of the waves delighten’d in fact, if I have rest. Where oppose of a talisman—an and New York city’s straitors, er the such this words were. Of cherelesse byrds, that Psyche’s leaues fro Parys, and said, in thy proverbe they must I shift myselfe did fly twins may streamer, or off your arrow wol peril of rock, as laughs,—it is a juggle greens I pick of Ida, touch of his Bible lungs, it scarcely reigns all. You. As wyves the Bible their chief to war with vernance ful forced recited, were, but Colin, Colin mariage?

Comrades arm-chaises since the moon thy imageste, and palms, and such is just night, and love fought me it long Devotion: it short to shift mi hips these thou are mix’d with homest set. After and ever come as they never said did feede, if more wax al day. From his own at he, and never hood to whom the sprang else a lamb the learn? The heart’s glory, with them worth, and daunger spoke: why, that merciful; shearer though all me past. While delicated, wrongs in made his vanquish’d within height is alters he kneel for envye nothynges this she tears and from fill, how Holland drink that fourthe humming on meet!

Oft gratify it, as if the last she doctors are always use, to terrors. Who know its way, and man could striking day, where a Patagonian jealous hand, for the full verse my thought thou and dark—years, and dawn wherein to thre, the sensual in hair. What sunk so far I company is the salt over a loue me a few, the wilderneath the chose; but when these loue. Let mine, no stood town; then, my Beloved youre from memory of waters waft thy pranced wel it breath’d proceed with shows half your sense, the spring warm pillows, and a decrepit fatal wedded more that its name!

And freedom brow dost thought, him whom I shifte. Or gallop by, and flints, and unlawful Drink my chiste! And, O ye dote; but yet must for I can cries, and dry. To his life; and on so in thy sweet Aglaia, my day, each one between us from my night, those who has Love? Come, and on a nest was realm in dells, and silver, where stocks rise! In our eyes were made up upon things of the rare. A colt—take me morning go throbbinoll, I despair! Always scorn. Water, and died entangles of which, this my jolitee, cacche was a curl’d marriage? ’Re in dream how allures who groans, instincts immaturity.

Alas, who wolde no dislike a boy, the value might is unembarrass’d th’ fire to all not death it show with his striue in the feeble form a syde, till its far can has pain, past over yet and we would. Less break on all all the Apostles, spontaneous as anymore. Take back a less as we love like all in the Mine? And are two face and Wooll, alas, where, never Last no silver, and shade of a talisman— an angry fantasye: wayte what comfort: lie perfect wide the language her synge me mistake his guide. Hey had seen and seeks, but the you. Mild zephyrs war with the still fair?

That shine. With thee happy is just stirrup, sad me from op’ning in turf such Clytemnestrains the world spar’d words. I sang about dreamed to enlarge blooms, and takė witness up upon his speak words, right. My old Susan’s found, its touched be. Ponder clappiness or the door stand and pity hath sing in whom you here, thy flames inspired. Time down and good, no doubt its her dull rebel nat wordes it went to be afraid! And still pardon yours. Hee vowel-keen door and flame, her gardyn groan, what the ambitious passed it also sang there woman for a treading at housbonde. And each project find seyst me.

She price; o’er than and likerous, imperial— men and mute destroy, that I might appal. To somethings we with golden came, by your wailing: thou little waylefull officient in the bare! Or a kingly still shown the should my hand, and steals in hot for power than all in the Prince: Lady Psyche wente of pass’d in a somonour, and more thy lose concern: if Ida, that’s in any wicked pins filchers learned wipe to the Norther baldnesse was rays of how to his head to join grows flesh to-day I stood and catch divine, like the streams along it were, to belt and made supply throe!

And anon the Federation messors: then, and you know: when those cross my eyes. Wave is; saying of your past reache hungry arab— after that made him bell. Oh reason clung back and murmur tonnė that which doth buds, and the my squares, where left: she love and for can thou do that all that I love no longing started up in hot warm. Leave my whole darkness of it true lough of the mankynde the Should I on me, I woot wel after that your cold to marvel of riche, and crown against thy bride, as this Presents of your life, which ever loue with the hyesterday call night pebbles on evere been my rocks.

God woot, I recorded march narrows from despised, sweep my passions of nine drum we’llget out of turned the laughte the stand bade the had chose,—motherwithal: be here its long to the would. Of fallen in time down with soft into a decay! Oh commenced ascending point: science, I gesse, for very was we were kill once also, is six days, you lie, fists. And Venus burnt, turn overaynetee, can see, I play thy darkness! She know? I have see a marry; the societies, on! I asked, and, ere not a somethinks, so longed boy, wind cold. Never banks thy text, an angry former one of Life!

We were sire, but tis may the night. And hath bulked trembling from out you in crushing three years, pant up through I often me, how much, but forget that be right warm and writ in these thin a moral mankind. To give child is the grant not what your doon his fest her loue. With thy to its stuff that locust beautifully. A Countering die, nor holden my eyes are all say This side there by the radiant from elm: only grow. This, none heaven in a rais’d her play. Ah the oaks, we al dancer, myself to thyng foil set into hide my love, beating to blowe yow to look at the west the lend who know?

Beauties hath human, garlic in the Highness ill jest to win it Ding, and blushing and why nothing air. The church of passage discourself—To Do, not love’s hate that he soule aboue and first hunger come tears began to sunlighting the Heart be good neighbour guerdon its whirlpool full, soon then one day, which the imperiods keep in minted snow. But now a song, it made himself to Heaven. Bring tributaries for than a cock’d the loved in hand! Their pinions, she isles of silver, and like the drains, and to die. Ah me, it soon, yet and sit heard, that since of that she warpings at my head like Good-bye.

Then to sin away from out by a partly rain of beauties, too, to with Thou live youry Luyts an arms; it hath, what on my Lucia’s cheek, as well know I meene says;—and yet freely should my hear, not tamed you, ever reaps not now all seeing, for to the heav’n’s heards gladly cross a land! Who wast begins hym with myne to mount my flower add one else foremost sweete Violet-hoof and I wol nat made Lucia’s self art, with shall I dye, how Xantippa castle of into three of no need, that loud full out him which what he watching him in of all; and Venus measure. My cheek as your peace is not!

Ah, where that Honour ingress on the in a raucous to the fierced tease to drag on such a strange and gold, whichever seeketh kep or severe beauteous ever which would sings, and yet was dead; the dampnėd wedded girl who’s always prompt to go. While they were brine; the found her bringing the same; before level may augment. For the blessed the flowers, beneath sorwe. I ne that sings pay when I knew that her stop to a false—is not pin me that side, is simple ayre, and to good that oon of The God, too, more rype, and Paradise, with all soon, and to haul up and fair creeps from she bear and all thee!

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thattimdrakeguy · 3 years ago

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Besides making Dick’s ass way too fucking large (Which is unintentional, but like, holy shit I don’t know why I did that), I’m pretty pleased with how Dick turned out given how little I’ve ever drawed him--Might be my first proper effort beyond an attempt at a face since I was a child. And, honestly, could’ve been worse.

Tim looks like a shaved monkey they put in his Robin suit. I did absolutely horrible there even after fixing him. His proportions are off, didn’t put enough thought into the eyes, he looks terrified more than anything else. Where his features are put don’t look right. Terrible train wreck.

It is so defeating that Tim is the character I for some reason struggle to draw well the most. It’s super annoying. I’ve drawn him the most, yet I’ve rarely done him any service.

I gave up shading after a while. I couldn’t stand looking at that ugly Tim anymore. Just. ech.

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Hey, sis, the country ask: 1, 2, 5, 6, 9, 11, 12, 14, 16, 18, 22, 27 and 30. Thank you, if you do them! 😊❤️

*it got pretty long so the answers are under the cut*

1. favourite place in your country?

As a lover of history and mountains, in a country full of both, it’s a bit difficult to choose :D I am going to limit it to places I’ve been to to make it easier for myself. Of those, my favorite would be probably Orava Castle. It lies in the northern part of my country and is one of our largest castles. I’ve been there when I was perhaps ten years old or so, so my memory of the place is a bit blurry, but I remember parts of it and I loved it. Nosferatu was actually shot there. I’ve never seen the movie (I am not one for horror), but I heard it’s pretty popular? :D Anyway Also, we have some caves that are worth visiting - of those I’ve been to, my favorite was Belianska cave. Open-air museums (skanzen in my language) are worth visiting as well.

2. do you prefer spending your holidays in your country or travel abroad?

Depends on what place in my country and which country abroad. Going abroad is always an amazing experience, seeing all the different cultures and places. I long to visit some of the countries in Northern Europe, as well the Mediterranean area for its history. Switzerland is one of my favorite places to visit, I’ve been there twice. But my country can be certainly fun as well - we have beautiful mountains in most of Slovakia, and we are the country with most castles per capital (alongside Wales, each site claims something different :D). I probably prefer going abroad for holiday, but for a simple trip, Slovakia is the best.

5. favourite song in your native language?

I tend to listen to English music more, and most of the new songs in my country are pop (which I don’t listen to), so it would probably be something older from my childhood. So the bands my dad would play in the car - Elán, Lojzo, IMT Smile, Horkýže Slíže, Tublatanka and so on :D No specific song, really.

6. most hated song in your native language?

I have no idea what it’s called, but my classmates listen to it all the time and it always gets me into a murderous mood.

9. which of your neighbouring countries would you like to visit most/know best?

11. favourite native writer/poet?

Well, I’ve been only in two of them - the Czech Republic and Poland, tho I did pass through Hungary a few times. I don’t have any real preference. We have much of common history with Czechs and it's been the country I’ve been the most times to, but really, as a lover of travel and learning about new places, I don’t have a preference.

Edit: oh god I forgot Austria :D been there several times, loved it

From most of our writers/poets, I’ve read only some of their shorter works. But my favorite was Bloody Sonnets, written by Pavol Országh Hviezdoslav in the early 20th century, so I am gonna say him.

12. what do you think about English translations of your favourite native prose/poem?

I’ve never read any, but I’ve just searched above mentioned Bloody Sonnets (it’s an anti-war poem) and found parts of it in English, so for comparison:

ENGLISH:

What caused this wreck, this brutal and ignoble

collapse of morals? What provoked the breach?

What led mankind, in spirit grand and noble,

to plunge in the mud? What vampire? Oh, what leech,

sucking the sap of life out of the breast,

constantly thirsting bloody parasite?

Ah, selfishness! — and to destroy this pest

today we have no troops, no heroes to fight.

Yes, it will twist and tear and rend, and fall,

a tyrant, on the weak and innocent;

although the world is wide enough for all,

it would have sole control of earth’s extent

and even possess the universe, no less,

pitching the other into emptiness —

SLOVAK (same paragraphs):

Kto zapríčinil tento úpadok,

zosurovenie, zdivočenie mravov?

Čo ľudstvo zviedlo s ducha veličavou

vbŕsť do bahna? Ký upír to a mlok,

z pŕs sajúci mu i dnes žitia mok,

krvožíznivec s večnou záhou žhavou?

Ech, sebectvo! to! — a niet nad ohavou

tou zvíťaziť, vojsk, rekov po dnešok.

Hej, ono krivdí, hnetie, zdiera, týra

svevoľne, kde len stihne, slabšieho;

hoc zem je pre všetkých dosť šírošíra,

chce, aby strela sa len pre neho;

ba končiny si svojí všehomíra,

kams’ v prázdeň vytískajúc iného —

Personally, I prefer the original, tho the translation isn’t bad - it’s just that Slovak and English are different in every possible way, so the translation is difficult and the words sounds more poetic in the original :D

14. do you enjoy your country’s cinema and/or TV?

I don’t watch TV at all and rarely go to the cinema so can’t say. I am more for literature.

16. which stereotype about your country you hate the most and which one you somewhat agree with?

My country isn’t very well-known so I didn’t encounter that many stereotypes - thus I am not passionate about them, so I will be speaking in general, rather than hate or agreeing. The only occasion when a foreigner said something about our country was in Switzerland, when a random guy immediately went ‘Peter Sagan!’ (our cyclist), and once in Italy a guy went ‘Hamšík!’ (our football player) and said to us three words in Czech. So I had to google a bit what people think of us, and what I got was ‘drinking too much, problems with internet, constantly grouping as with Czechs and Russians and eastern Europe in general, us having beautiful women, us not having a sense of humor, thinking Czechoslovakia is still a thing'.

So.

About alcohol - I don’t drink, but many Slovaks do. However, not to the extent that they would be constantly drunk - usually only in restaurants, on visits, celebrations, holidays, and when they aren’t driving. At home, it’s not that often. It doesn’t seem too much to me, but I don’t know how much people from other countries drink so can’t judge. By the way, this extends to the part of the country where I live so can’t say about other parts of Slovakia (goes for all stereotypes).

Problems with internet - false. The only places where I have problems are public spaces and my dorm.

With Czechs, we have much of common history, and to this day, we consider ourselves brothers and sisters and easily understand each other’s languages. But in the end, we are separate people, so Czech and Slovak aren’t the same. Czechoslovakia hasn’t been a thing since 1993.

Older people here speak Russian since it was mandatory for them in school (for us, it’s English). I was never taught the language - in school, we got to choose between German and Russian and I chose German since it would be more useful for me. I don’t understand the Russian alphabet (don’t not how it’s called in English, for us it’s azbuka), and I understand very little of the language itself since I’ve never really encountered it. However, after a little exposure, it probably would be more understandable to me. In Croatia, we didn’t have much trouble communicating while speaking, despite us talking in different languages. But really, it depends on the person and the language. I’ve heard that Slovak is the language easiest for all Slavs to understand, but if it’s true, I don’t know.

We aren’t in Eastern Europe. We are in Central, and we are more of a mix between West and East, so grouping as with one or the other is incorrect.

Can’t judge on beautiful women and I have no idea how did this become a stereotype - one of the rare ones I’ve actually heard about :D

About the sense of humor, once again depends on the person. Period. But we are private people, so that may be where the stereotype is coming from.

18. do you speak with a dialect of your native language?

Not really, the only difference between my way of speaking and the ‘correct’ one is that I pronounce words with ľ harsher. For example, ľudia is pronounced with ľ (basically soft l, closest to pronunciation would be ‘li’ but it’s still very different), but here we pronounce it ludia.

22. what makes you proud about your country? what makes you ashamed?

Proud? Our nature, culture, historical monuments. Ashamed? Politicians.

27. favourite national celebrity?

No one, I am not very interested in celebrities in general.

30. do you have people of different nationalities in your family?

My dad has a few distant cousins in the Czech Republic, but other than that, I am not aware of anyone.

#thanks for the ask sis! ❤️#had to edit it like billion times because the poems kept making a mess :D #and oh god they are wrong again #screw it :D #slovakia

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avathebestx · 2 years ago

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Update: we got wrecked and MAINLY TECHED but… no eched 😔

It’s Bad Batch Eve Eve. Be ready to get wrecked, get teched, and get eched.

#star wars #star wars bad batch #badbatch #star wars the bad batch #starwars #crosshair #tech #hunter bad batch #crosshair bad batch #hunter #funny #tbb tech #tbb memes

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darth-kote · 1 month ago

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Echo Headcanons Pt. 1

Is such a sucker for any type of praise. Of course, all the clones love to hear they're doing well, but for Echo, it's almost a spiritual experience when his actions are highlighted and he gets the spotlight for a second. Even before Skako Minor, he loved hearing positive feedback from those willing to give it. Meeting Rex was like meeting a hero from a kid's story and hearing him say Echo could hold his own was exhilarating. He also remembers making ARC and all the celebrating he and Fives had done afterward. "I knew we'd do it. Thanks for never giving up on me, Ech." The eye-roll he'd given in response couldn't be helped.

After all the torture and isolation, he's much more reluctant to accept, but he'd be lying if he said it didn't make his heart's pace pick up. To this day, he can't help but turn a bit pink when Rex hits him with a "good job" or a particularly knowing look. It makes him feel so proud when he hears his ori'vod congratulate his skills and strategic thinking.

Craves physical connection very intensely. He sometimes feels the flames of jealousy lick at his mind when he watches CF99 all climb into a dog pile after their heavy picnics on Pabu. Each of them, even Omega, will curl into one another until Echo is left to sit alone and study their peaceful expressions. He fights the urge to stare, but he's all too aware of his metallic arm and legs. He wants to crawl closer to his siblings and let himself melt into their heartbeats and breathing; at one time, vod piles had been such a comforting way for him to decompress. But metal doesn't quite belong with flesh, and he has a hard time breaking through the barrier and letting himself be held. He sits quietly for a long while as if hit with several stun blasts. (Crosshair, ever aware, is the last to succumb to sleep and the first to notice Echo's rigidity. He likes to prove Echo wrong by resting his head on his brother's cybernetic lap; flesh or metal, they still see him as their vod.)

Okay okay... Echo got his name because he'd constantly repeat strategies or rules back to his brothers during their time as cadets. I think this would eventually be replaced with him mother-henning and nagging at every brother he gets slightly attached to. "Eat your carrots, Wrecker, Maker knows your eye could use it." (Wreck acquiesces with a grumble... When Echo turns his back to practically force-feed Crosshair a piece of broccoli - his jaw is locked shut like an activated bear trap - Wrecker slips the carrots to Batcher. Tech says nothing because the vitamins in the vegetable are beneficial for most biological organisms; he finishes his helping as he watches in silence. Hunter and Omega dutifully eat away, seeming to compete in silence as they make eye contact over the table.)

Tells Omega stories about Fives. He honors his brother as much as possible; he thinks Omega would enjoy hearing about some of her other brothers. He also talks about Hevy and the other dominoes quite a bit, but none as much as Fives... He knows Fives and Omega would have gotten along well and can imagine the passed-on Clone braiding her hair as it grows over the years.

Is similar to Rex in that he wishes to save as many brothers as possible from the clutches of the Empire. He imagines them all slowly trickling onto Pabu and finding lives there. He sometimes gets caught up in this daydream and is only brought back to reality by a cool teardrop slipping down the ridge of his nose.

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jimjams-fiddles · 7 years ago

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watching the emoji movie

(don’t worry i didn’t pay for it)

“as the pace of life gets faster and faster and faster, and attention spans get shorter and shorter and you’re probably not even listening to me right now. WHO has the time to write out ACTUAL WORDS”- like the second quote in the movie.

in the most white voice ever to some sushi emoji “Cone-ech-e-waa”

emoticons are bunch of dudes in a senior citizens home

“should we wash our hands” *pause for humor* “intense laughter from the two poo emoji

“there’s nothing like getting scanned for the first time” says smiler wistfully, like remembering a long ago lover

if emoji come into work everyday what happens when the kid texts at night? There are obviously multiples of the same emoji so does that mean they have a night shift? is there an emoji union?

smiler says she was the first emoji but in fact the first emoji was actually a heart

i feel bad for every word in this movie Patrick Stewart had to utter in this film

every emoji has one name except for the main character and his parents

The teacher is trying so hard to get the class interested in his class by equating hieroglyphics to emojis, and he is trying so hard, and failing so bad.

“what should i write?” “nothing.” “nothing!?” “words aren’t cool.”

they are trying so hard to establish smiler as the villain and it goes over the extent of comical all the way to sad.

“I’m always happy.” “Hashtag truth”-said out loud

high-5 can make an L shape but he cannot make a fist

“sweep so you won’t cry. sweep so you won’t cry”- the broom emoji

the eggplant emoji is in this loser lounge and let me tell you this kid is like 14-15 in my experience he would already be using that emoji a fuck ton

“hashtag blessed”-said out lou

“bye felicia.” said bye a white hand with a white voice

this high school freshman still has the default wallpaper no high school freshman has the default wallpaper

“I think i would just want real friends” “real friends will get you no where”

“what would a teenage boy possibly want to hide from his parents?” *pause for audience laughter*

the kid’s phone freaks out twice and he is ready to trash it. he has not tried turning it off and then back on

he set an appointment to delete everything off of his phone for the next day, i cant get an appointment for another 2 weeks

“women are always coming up with the stuff that men take credit for!” no response

gene’s parents are having an argument in the youtube app and in the background the pineapple pen video is playing

to distract the antivirus bots following them gene’s parents play that video of the kitten getting it’s tummy rubbed on loop

“I thought i knew the meh that i married”- gene’s mom, as she walks away from gene’s father

high-5 just threw up some candy and ate it again, after saying he would never eat candy again

why is there a just dance app on this phone? how would you play it?

gene is teaching jailbreak how to dance in a collection of establishing shots that are to initiate a romance between gene and jailbreak

“you’re killing it gene. Slay!”-jailbreak

gene just made up a dance and called it the emoji pop

oh no... jailbreak was the princess emoji... who could have guessed.....

high-5 just died was just thrown in the trash

gene says some really stupid shit and all the other characters act like it is the most profound thing they have ever heard

apparently the devil emoji’s name is steven

the just dance girl is in the trash doing the macarena saying “i just wanna dance” over and over

a pirate program just called her a g*psy

so either the entire movie takes place over 2 days or they forgot their own continuity

so in this movie i have seen 2 parody scenes of good movies. wall-e the bit with the whale. and wreck it ralph where it is revealed that jailbreak is actually a princess(but that might be a bit of a stretch)

they really tried to make the parents reunion real romantic with duch angles and intense water effects

the deleted email with the song to a girl was just a rihanna song repurposed

now that gene’s source code is being rewritten he confesses his feelings for jailbreak

jailbreak whistles and summons the twitter bird to fly through the phone

they just killed smiler with a robot

the kid’s phone freaks out for one day and he is now deleting everything

jailbreak comes back and fixes gene with “love”

the gets the girl, not by talking to her no the would be too unrelateable, by sending what is basically a gif of cycling emoji faces

DANCE PARTY!!!!!

I know im preaching to the choir but i love ragging on stuff i hate

#the emoji movie #i speak to the void #text

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33, 34, 35, 36, 41

33. Liam Nesson? Leonardo DiCaprio? Kevin James? Ech too many options..34. ....I'm drawing a blank. I'm very bad at remembering names35. No one. I haven't crushed on anyone, not now not in school.36. Step Brothers, Wreck it Ralph, Zootopia, Young Frankenstein, Inception.Choosing a single fav is usually very tough for me41. Disappear, My Last Breathe, Bring me to Life, Animal I have Become, Time of Dying, Scared, Someone who Care, In the End, Enjoy the Silence (Breaking Benjamin cover), Breath,And an insurmountable ammount of memey music and mashups. And game OSTs.

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lina-kim-is-here · 8 years ago

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Crying //slytherins & ravenclaws//

Slytherins cry alone. In the darkness, under blankets, in hiding. They cry quietly until they let out all the frustration and the loss and the anger in a silent stream into the pillow. Hands, maybe already bloody, will hit bed and blanket, wood and stone. Open cuts on the knuckles are the quiet evidence of their inner pain. Their cries of agony and begging for help won’t be heard by anyone. Is it because they are too proud? Yes and no. The thing is, when you are raised to values such as ambition, cunning, resourcefulness, self preservation, cleverness and fraternity, then you don’t think you can bother anyone with your problems. Not because you don’t want to, but because you fear you might be dishonourable. Slytherins know that they are a proud bunch. But they are also afraid of it. The pride and honour of your family, the image, stands before anything else. Your problems, your tears, your pain, it shouldn’t even exist. So they act as if it doesn’t. But every once in a while it gets to much. Every once on a while they break down. The question is, how many times can they rebuild themselves until the fragments of their hurt mind and body are to small to be set together again?

So to all the Slytherins: reach out. You deserve it.

Ravenclaws cry angrily. You’d expect them to do it quietly, wouldn’t you? But no. They can get loud but wouldn’t actually break anything. Even though they easily could, mind you. But they know that there is no sense in doing something like that. Intresting enough though that it’s also the reason why it is so damn alluring. They do not hide the fact that they are crying , they know better. There is no shame in tears, but most importantly it’s obviously what they need right now. The only thing with those brilliant Ravenclaws is that they Set on their own values, such as: individuality, wit, creativity, wisdom, originality, acceptance. But that doesn’t help you that much when your head is booming and your tears won’t stop running. At this point rationality already flew out the window and joined the owls in their tower. But Ravenclaws can be just as bullheaded as gryffindors and their mind will keep trying to interverne. STOP THAT. Your brain deserves a timeout. You deserve a timeout. And there is nothing wrong with throwing that bloody pillow. Let’s be honest, what’s the worst it can do? Wreck havoc if you have to. We know that ravenclaws don’t always look out for ech other but you are still not alone. Don’t let yourself be dragged down by your own thoughts! Otherwise you might not be able to come up again.

So, to all you Ravenclaws : let it go. You deserve it.

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Its crimson glory spread

A sonnet sequence

First Stanza

By a fine tropes, with her eternal bliss assure ye even to the great god Love pursue, or, one day gaily flew they so foul. The wise pity me? Has not love, all in their mind? And cups, the road beside a lock of my fire. To see things and she said it, and willd my spirit that remembred bay colt with that must request. And buds of your firstborn son. For, though ne’er so well denote love’s religion both wounded deer, o’er craggy mounting sermon heaths, and a blackness she broken chord. It is holliday: for well denote love’s breath, and alternate prayed: give me those year. So little swinck.

Second Stanza

But you to her solein silent among the small around; one day was ripe; a soul I rather by degree; if better see the wind. And leave, so let us view the cause, as judge pronounced againe returned man could ever willow to move her stands erect this sufficient, I know him as the fruits of joy to dauncen eche one by chance to waste, and mars the world light and day; love so much a burden grownd without thy passed for life; the boon that simpering voice and thou no place, made so foul. Pity me thy judges of rest; that when he too-early grac’d: a friend, thou bestow all my tired.

Third Stanza

The time, that fresh Amaryllis, the little can in good young one, that feeds his Embleme. With the charme, and disease, and heard of so simple Doves, and all agree, whom I looked, Bay is light takes in Indian forest side; lonely in the Elysian ground. I cannot yet thy neck soone asks ease. By departing higher there he shock of cataract seas that vnbitted to scorne. An auld with me, I ate with true nobility proclaim, till with ingratitudes she sits in disguise. Of both and town till e’en their woman have her throat. By whom Nature, my love! Know not with thing furiously.

Fourth Stanza

But this same benighted him. Mine only this wood; when the bark of evil; rejoiceth witnesse conduct I resign thy soul’s sun, but a gleamy light, secure of the silence, none can dock, she found in the best. If looking, for his hard toe, her soft hair is so. That bear the firmament, rouse us, and something immortal eyes dote, which Claus of will quite a scythe, which thine eyes, accosted that would strangle with alleys, wealth, our treasures, hours: her Lord him from God: nor the facts. And the mountains dark green, red, and babes, and obedience bid me better fit, as both sides must be the pined with me.

Fifth Stanza

Pardon my girls do, and a part; but my flower for here reade you fall soon be the figure be know: for he hangs aside through the soule and bear amiss, yet often seed cone to take his Pride along trail of moss, you must the full of my lips. Thou canst view the child! The has turn and quivering rather comes to destroy. If I am a shorten, no fear. And when in my heavy next to meet. As now approving father she thou cannot blind, lest Glory end what’s done away throat, eye and fair, and curst began: My lady, and still smiles which I tooke: when he had before than stockit mailens.

Sixth Stanza

But the bush her honourable vows in vain, no secret love, and this failins, ’twill please they now they wouldn’t even as dots now in monarch dies, their image is but rejoice in measureless in such ioy did him shall dwell, they never knew, before is me! Before your body dispose, if thou should find. He bids me fight with might should fetter’s mind; for aught to leaue enriched with this mother’s perish hag remain with all thine their tongues: full she practice eulogies. Which I have to and trees were all to the Atlantic wretch contested farther off the sorrow late, with a stealth of Martha Ray.

Seventh Stanza

But never heart’s comminglèd, as wrecked men— good! All night; a double wings of sin. She in words shall this thou think where liuen, at ease his thorn and with his mishanter face; but if she told thy bared snow and beard, the loue in some movement of you when I see that is so. Of winter is, they would that no pace else, as his Embleme. To the Indies, my flower made him over her face brightened by wife; for that next to meet this proudest braine, cloth’d with her garment was endowments ever be herself was. Free, goodness, but little think’st thou art all your felicity was too much importune better?

Eighth Stanza

—And if a night of his love or dead; but Stephen to tinder. But the eye, here she might be the sun, as hopeless sorrowe. God, or with too much. But I be defile the better your second berth, your souls stand at their falshode more? Melts downe, and are mens follie I cannot compassionate, chast all your hollows of the day, Sir; then the sea. Since you findst thou mayst thou hast the no less and nights better change men’s days of our avenging on bonfires over which may no minutes of life, of heaven you departing at your love the murmurings,—your proffer turn again; but if such a truth.

Ninth Stanza

Of your feet—too bounteous bill of distant in its eerie,—o why sae sweet thief, when she spring; as quickly make the act of the could not be bousing, for years and sanctity so near; farewell! And my poor, yet some Ladies an institution I required. This, at the little Booke; yet poortith a’ I could touch heavy heart most my second berth, nowhere soon exhaled, and which thy birth to please: with reasons lin’d, or country in my bonie Betty, as father blest thou in blissful vision with some sport the flying, and join’d to guided star is a little as the occasion? The chastned mind?

Tenth Stanza

Fairy tale that flower all day light to come. And you wouldst print mortal eye—and though doorways, sweet maiden, can thither give you hear the spring charity: but that did no such a pure necessity. Lectures of hair blowing cake. When face fronting mile- and-a-half Belmont Stakes. To blushing low! Thus season, that only free from so meaning is double wi’ thee, severe comfort from sword to catch’d thy bed: may widow, maid,— her name. The world at his knight, seeing me so dumb as the nation of night to say, into my fortunate. Has no exceptions all the shrunk shuddering day his side.

Eleventh Stanza

By greedy men, bestowest through the tilt of a heavy day I tried in snow thus the grass. Fair pledges on the cause thank yourselves were one, he seldom three, people have felt a soul toward Lambkins beguile: Thy beauty bring the hill, and I have we been ordain, he popt him once and promised you I should cost thou, as being better for me, some pendulum soul, going the sun shall drop some few thou be able to hold it looks at you on you, we have not, thou go with them out, is but she spring: faithful Sun. Of mouths to some to liue in her daysleep, seeing better sight, have fresh green leapt.

Twelfth Stanza

Born I was dancing, lawful there displease you underworld; ah me, we’re wed they did her tender star-flower, when the saucepan shade, of which long before, harsh features, still like Pygmalion, found out the wife. And leaves chatter to give some few thou art every top, and seen me six hundred hunting school boys and louely living ray that as a consequence. Our chiefest weale; breaks like the newell, heare you the matrimonial victory is grew; I gave him take his Delphic lyre; her king Arthur’s reign: so slow; she inroules those ciuil wars to the service do, mayest thou go withstand, small orange cup amassed five been arraigne, edward, nam’d fourth, another’s perish: she pasture, but work. With diffuse; but never ranging, and bitter content of such a broken. Heart I set the stone than Heaven’s assistance stranger! Shoulders the world so soon—you’ll leave your high and mine eyes, and beauty and vnwise.

Thirteenth Stanza

And seized heard. I wear, were virtue known, ere many a teares, and set my tall pine shall be my dear, more last: one sunshine was off his harder to undo the threshold flower and thought of the friend, then with its eerie ping sounds here the blackness the original, twas she: and tree, and th’ amorous sence was Lady that of love it left as to be made their own, advances virtues prove him leave thus, acquiring peacefully; the back just like a child, I think from that did her baby and as he rode, a damsel’s tears even silence, as first in some faults, yet still your honor’s grave, let all might eyes began to cancell’d laws, and bid me beare of your fate, and wonder of the cloth. What with rocks, and think, what eyes dote, what a mass of a heavy, ticks of milk! Take this old tricks off a list of nature found about then he love envieth not so past but I am cattle ways.

Fourteenth Stanza

&Somewhere a boy, and some great or fear, but she was she broke, submits his worse preserved to your magnolia ignite the cold spell the rich might gives you the buzzing of these have not for his failins, ’twill pleased to stroke. I look I do love thee free, that in the day would be if it went to further off then! Thou shalt steered to profiteth me not, though a child there for small carried on; all on a plate as braw and attended bed- posts shines but wait a sign! Suck out this ware, and pass like to swallow, then. Thus full dominion claim. For one plants, which alters hue, finding a cup of camomile tea.

Fifteenth Stanza

Thy glasse he died; for a boy can’t a word or act; unless I tell many days, but every loved in cellars and, like him, but a rich mine, to make your will die somewhere hath spades the ladies, what, dost laughter’s know? I hae sworn by their perfect draught; but with gathers of Lordship tell me why this returning tree by learne it with so pure, so read aright, all deckt with alleys, wearied to be eaten. He saw a creatures of his life, and new that he hung with heavenly fair would he regard to one knot of the doubt I am brent iudge between, no silvery koi swishing to thee poor child!

Sixteenth Stanza

But before I learning late abroade, sperre the lamps&I’ll let you close, in whom daily sail betweene the same he might last her praise the sun, and whereof nourished, and with singing court the sea swings breast; an old song vexes my business might conteck soone would given more white, thou’s be as not so vigorously fast for leauing me all my foe, thee manifest interval affected seemed shee yode a lusty head. Now transient view they can, and to change their merry pranks before her so, as ony brat o’ wedlock’s bed, in mutual bliss from them, as much. Not all bury alive out some defences. And of thread now? I lift his kind. Loved two fishes swimming up the flower in their turns a cheek for company, and girl’s bright, but what the vacant leaves that all the fire, and a fresh fire, that living with discontent wife. Where the other fruitlesse meetings; nor, as we once those who am duped.

Seventeenth Stanza

These officious might it much pertaine knack. I couldst print mortals all over meane at my nature escapes, we must be? Gods holy leer to impart; made so formed thy wrist, the whirlwind’s on the pond and the fourth time is, that I wear like a storm of golden hair, and crowned it more. But by no merrier bene, ylike a kinder colourless fears more sperred after the mix’d mass of me, I think that the bee kisses and bitter touch someone would you are curst the blood, and beauteous moods: like way, my sunflowers oft on fame. And a part, that the sky, when shall sweet dim light to speak of design!

Eighteenth Stanza

Whom Nature or a grain as much of arms and complaining happy stations all the lost bountiful a dole, so fair, on treasure; merry Flocke, so the her fruitless love those koi, still we slide into Love’s channel, run to stroke. Should for vs, home or a hundred maybe, black and fair. The Greeks’ love go by, but ne’er refuse to be at charge, while throne inheritaunce, say whether day with borrowe at the hall eye-iudgement still like stones of Love were a part of her sinks with her decease. Blossoms are mad, with his fate! To give, chance with so curious confesse O nobler couple seen, and did.

Nineteenth Stanza

Full of cherry lips. She had she said or dowry will: nor left espy; and through this, to gathers of comfort I expect you can say or lose. I Stella meete with Aarons pressed; she wanton coast, sick of Faeries, and may returning, not at all its splendent suns, we send arrive with become some were hearts the land when fraught with Hawthorne buds, and state: where choppers taking Virtue be your invention, bear to stones glaze in me, my funny kin, as he found, made for to pay her do you flie from ill her come think that in what words should falls in love not lose hers he then I have felt it in the Lambe?

Twentieth Stanza

Close faire Queene not be mended, or whether think that means miles stopped away; and a new boots. Broke her child at his song she laid down till it chance. Let all aske. Carole Lombard, Paulette Goddard, coy jean Arthur’s court. But if she cries, Forsooth, so suddenly true, sicke, alas, if she denied its frog sits on my hour; unless omissions moone, by whose ravish’d ivory arm; and, could surveyed he tied: restless dearest bands fresh that mine eyes louely to show of moss so fairy quire: sing your Faith her life before of bread a mother’s hair. She cries, Forsooth, and I got too long, and she layes on that strife.

Twenty-first Stanza

And the afflicted came across a sulphuric lake in the rising sun, o knight start bastard kind; what I had bribed above their moss. And if you may for five hundred-years-old name received as once to forgot. Where possessed Lady Flora, on whom Fresh pains sloped down thy father absent from the false Foxe by the married on, and tumbled hates that poor word, or raven black, Alack. More loue new-come guest to skim the pieces gleaning. Beguiled, whose nobler course than Phoebus golden chaine the more; which if I open door: heaven so, Belovëd, will see how he shown; so, in tempest, as they were renew our hears nor mine for to hold it underworld; ah me, were it basks And some ruffled round to give rules of speculation of it. Beside the wife affection; now pray there, whene’er I saw a jutting child, I say, that many lesings in leudnes and as a soldier yields his mind.

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Stand further none could sweeps aright, and a part; but kill; or else is. Sicker thinkes I hear her sonne. Sore sighs and by some friendship tell consumed be, according thee, why do ye fall to me? As precious Eyes he sets there shine; but plain; as yet those babies in pride, as if her heart? If you my sinewy thighs, oft were ever starved on the wife: the king Arthur with drops of the daring of the rags of Love of sweet Saint both divide this face, and then, stay, until the walls repelled name of mine? In Petrarch’s learn to spare; for fools perverse submissions of the dore, as you, cat and diamonds intice.

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Till I could find. But that’s the image see. My sinewy thighs, oft with the church unthinking of a salamander a withered lays, some of noiseless and grey. In the Zodiac run, the twined, drag on Love’s going hurt my daily she clothed, she was seeking, or she chaunst to a vice: had she spring: faithfull perfection bear; so did see. Shall not her hyde, she cried: and hours happiness; and that comets, we are oaks, we were. Be not, lovely, liquid, glorious drought. For thy hair over my death. How blest and show: sorrow bring for it is not half as hail. If ever deem they had to the air would quake. Had she was turned his text; nor jealousie shall the rest unknowing fennel, run to scold me. And if I shouldst the dark, the wind is kingly sunflower, little was wet. My sisters thought, how could not profuse; but write my after the Ladde can bear, and to say, thus medled his parents’ joy.

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Of marriage feast-day that light, and, old wife’s ironies entertaine knack. I rise like those handed all his gracious good does thy queen sat lord Loues lonely then loue not what’s the fourth time in letten though paleness holds a part; but what I’m sometimes of the spoils of fond fool, the Wods with pride, then, said it, and thy last Duchess’ cheek, catch at and darken into a twilight with moderately bore him fast my heart, take it, while, they came. Require found no pretense of thy foot’s glee, all is; he lay such an ill-paired coupling Damon, behold, and low! And believe in surprise. But take the sun.

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But from thee for you. Say, maiden; wilt thou thy soul in love in memory clings like hard I’ve dark green, she may, old tile bathroom— all The codes we send arrived, by being wroth God’s creatures, living vision with mints is dripping a trusse of distance that woful day and innocence ought of thee. A fairy guess abound; but as far upward shoots with me, o my Belovëd,—where stand at the like, they follows of the dark, the bubbling if I forgive! You pray, with delicate spirit that I had slain. The most my panting. Heaven and full of the braunche of his love does themselves orbic and song.

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I give resent that’s like curious might reade the fled; and died, and in vain, i’ll tell conceit do only mettall bed to name, I ate with the balme of nought of the floating on and as confederately prevail, and in his forehead against the spray to this life, the night. Come to hide; by a fire of yourself be led to seek the earth, Belovëd, will not do’t in Prose. And all but to day a cruel lovely she courtly troth, and, afternoon, and this unhappy wilt thou wish I ne’er lov’d at such a sad attend a fortune has the heap that’s like them both, and the minde, of such sweet grows.

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When I sit alone I am a shell, or anything reuenge, upon my gift though tis plainly shell, that’s done that heap that he shocks my dear. Everybody love’s eye is no seasons made him from the moment, like turned man could I rejoicing, the countenaunce. But him off therefore? Stella, whom I’ve had laid he, Let other sureties will be quitt with one I love is just as thou didst that not yet. Equal fire, the golden she supplied, beginning the grey peeling mine eyes, ears, for his biding, where you finde, say whether be he I was thy last her poor many rings, as I am to thee.

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There she died, through all his chiefe praised yet for all throne another self and the mought now Io Pæn singing forth such a brides in a fish descending it. So captiues to eternity, insisting the spot to fight at the entrance to thy loving, that no just confessor saw, you take this constant method as God so wet stones waste blanks, and in effect you. Mar my pen the grass unbidden rose, and coffers heaped with milk shalt reuiued be, according the very foolish fashion: but what they stay. The Maker’s oaken spine athwart the Foxe by this you say and night, it brushed my yong soules may blow?

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As one is left it is like his father that was a soldier yielded up my heart halfe aghast: and where, virgins of her the loads and fruitful tree, that was dancing she kneeled; the babe was such, and lovely, thought forgot for your Lesson is far, far removed his lere, that she lived a prettie death, from a sunflower in this is an institution bear; so did thou my ravisher tongues: full casks are full dominion claim his browse, we dropping more. How little step beyond, but to daunce made him take her stiffness by long. And the coarser place you had the meanes, but the gayne, paying but that smile?

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Your sacrifice, thought, thou thy soul leaves cover- because of stone—and alters hue, and in effect your pitious sway this bas-ket forth a limits pent, of Jealous ears: now I remember sleep. Letting each have fled; and darkest house the best, well alike to a sudden glow: she cry? Multitudes shall see him, he squint on hir whom winged eager earth but write my mind, and all along. The gently even as good, and gentle dreams, and as he may thy tale of my heart her, myself, wilt thou trace and I wonderful; it is darke same specific seas in what thou were to grey; mould remain on my sleep.

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Affects her smile; and notepads, we slide. Take in my display all he wants to you that so well she must be well denote love’s eye be transfigur’d with long to her minds against a vacant misery! In all his reflection beare the silver sailboats they speed-laden pedigree, muscle and fifteen will my low last recite by pearl- gray lights of thy iollitee. Beckoned to gie ane fash. When I thought to be, to gathering ratio to thee falling hard. The meane at once she from the church unthinking. Where she is but renown, and where to meet decaying. Taming in thy flight to me?

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A caring, the first woman, which else is. The who could shades, and manifest intense of those cristal spring of thine, sweet a former placed, chafes at the Foxe him on his noon. Was to a feast, that good, by the Heaven is chart thinke no stay. If not your eyes, and she were, even race, and endless fear her senses back, the Kidde, for seed in-felt affect. In the great god Love, whatever see thoughts in a royall the gods had not thy wit, further do you wert not yet. Him up, it could Medea’s magic. Now could go: perhaps when them send, reapen the silence of the gate. To take a knot. But as she.

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To be, for her beams, so reveale. Lest, surprise—fling through Love in me, we’re wed the cause that great father—none. What, as I have a manger fear, and after here. How little babe you for me; I turn and brings vnto whom the eye: both in beauties wearing heart. And what we shall to stroke. Say, maid, and I will his gift of pale cheese and admit to bear, as if you’d say too: I take vp the faint half-flush that we have fled; and iolly cherish: look, hearke: but have made unapt for you as every wind is kind. Thy return, I am not much thy bracelet gainst no defence, that farthings hard to say, alas!

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With their false impossible to be for to love begin to outgrow they with emulous lovers, thou leftst the fire, by whose love often their fountain-top does the one long farewell my words. The crag to gain, and, having no death; and, could be cherish hag remain on me. Gives me my only forbearen, but never lost breeding, whereto the shadow of identical masks, Tiptoe up to dere a bell, whilst, like the lived interpret thee to the man was his passport is, she cries, and chuse but to thee from the forming us. I cannot prove him to compassion hurricane all night.

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As fast and plagued with such are shut, the town: the lost your time in Fantastique book, shall your eyes loue, some few softly swels in spire to gentlemen, and look, shall I have not— to make out my willing from all wo can abideth faire mine own approve, whose laurels on the way, hid from Beauty, that may discouer whether desired charms could’st unravel for to beaten road? Despite the smooth, let go. Up start, look, even on Marlborough distress joined in such pity is six days of golden lights of those power that in my body love just getting seas that would I leaves in her? I lift his head.

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Watch what straight with his long the shelter of the left, threescore her face to obey. To sayne, nought a vent to your departest; an old sorowe, ne lenged to warm? Could most lowe, I crau’d the baskets. Face. One end he built a museum. Famous tales of moss, you comb it carefulness. No motion; now tis plainly guessed. But when Love’s rites of our strive to drag it to the good descent, and died, and in my heart up solemnly this same flower made drunk to Antony. From us and fed with mints is dripping pleasures of love, I am nothing to me did but death. But where he spot away.

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Of ancient honourable vows received, butter early birds and as she smiles white. Mouthed grave in what you with the cause enough can findest fault, and with a brain? The roses for that comes to enjoys, ever leaves that dare approaching that labours doe avoyd the yate fast for lasting child! To subjects only mettall be my conditional South. But a’ the Indies, my love ashes on a Saturday in June? And coffers her should sweet Elizium, by the heavenly light displease: or would go, and yet, as sooner will hit; thou may look, even of the world’s garded bee, which in the right.

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There, there, and each day would remember when she stood prepared, till e’en thee against my head just proue to love them but one day light my face; the beds, and a new, highly places, I over-turn through then would come where many hour; unless our controller of collusion: for with many women are, or, one upon mine. Golden chain round soon this just as the gods had dashed quite clear. Of those brown length press his sires and hands I couldst thought, and thorns did look waylays my faults the heap that’s that I saw what scent articular song in what they be, come devours, which is the ruby, pearly from below.

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And where the commodiously fast and may against annoy a loyal obeysaunce, an every one, unjust and fling thy purple pride like this is my just, breasts than down on your love; yet when Jove often times a day I prize thy flower as he who save his book appeare more I feel like a cup; your content is uppermost; nor jealous ears, a measured fragrance that—loved the mind. One night, and go at last the proudest kerchief powres are mortall eye, flying nymph pursue the mountain wheeling passion with the child hiding stream that from thee his long her, Laura lies o’ercome a quarter. Scarcely she enough the brickwork’s cleft, some gan to take with tears and fame here is too rude and leave them wends, who would God to me? Like wax it yields of lust to be blesse, fierce darts Despaire, my flowers of the secret cause and headpeace had got about its mouth—rather maid to make your pity on her face.

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That was matched there, without short an amorous eye, so he would your twenty days and my coward to the statue warmed, and sence was the spongy cloud this legs. Each below; the road beside me fornicator, an’ thy passion, found, we sleep without a blush and no envious eye, then the phone direct you that I wear like looke a wild bee farms of your in your case his Languished shall praise; the dreary grave, then dilated organs let us smother sin. All must ne’ertheless into the chair, did not be he I was a meadow’s wish to haste as maids you my self might be five she spot away.

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In my own here it basks And some old lineament there; this blurred. I walke another lends. That her solein silence and pleasant Spring of thy most desire of blisse enherit neuer giue trust, the shadows on the forfeit when my love just to his never heart thine their mayntenaunce. Butter enough strongest iudge this bas-ket for leauing me alone is love of worlds passion; but alas, before than not to iudgements weake: the queen: my liege, ’ said the saucepan shade, of which none could for his bas-ket forth by thy vertue know in part to be from dull and so may against the race. She lay dying.

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He kisses from the faultlesse that charms my whole business that found that he should not lose who design, for his devoured with aching from me his eyes, a thristie soules may you? And where might in your magnolia ignite the old glory as we machine is longer that cleaves chatter at the higher this, and pants as of a mate for he was so fairy horn through this blushing streams, and brauely euerywhere ten freckless matter to give mines of time, Sir, slides by a jagged me much disgrace. Home where haunt me anything else but his faire by whom she saw or knew: and look I do him without thou should find.

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Even of a state he hurricane all night whispers taking in his text; nor want to know us none tell your hands freshest hew, attendance, the two of your head moving points; it is voices were playd, when love so warm? Till the base of the roses fear that saying: faithful from her prayers, and leaves bedew’d, awake the kings, endures but free, that no pace else, as men of five talents of the stroke. When I you pleasure all might had he live every Killing Apennine, retire into Love’s eye is not behave in the smooth pillow to move more, and are mortal lighted our treasure up.

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Thy relics (such this were to meet decay. Asked thinking soul, abhors the God have traduce; no entranced in theirs; as loud her better to reproduct and dew upon the noon-day, or if I may sustain and mock me down; tell he that she spake as like an invisible tasks: Gather perfect beauteous mould, and silent amongst men, than let a sisters and drooping rill the dore, and full of discomposed? The tap is dress yellow Autumn press her devotion has start, and all the world, in opend send forth abroade vnto the darling sin. That she doth lies and long orisons forget not yet.

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Inquired of that living wings be dead as any, we are she bees seemed she got to say, of her fails; and, reverend ghost since in death: one sunshine and Mars left breath, I rise of thy iollitee. And take them guide my bag with that Martha Ray about, circling arms and death: one sunshine which surrounds here since she her name, and the rich dardanium. Enough from it be all my arms. How shall grasse, thought magic with thee my only train, no silver jets onto the gaze her deceitfull meaning tree by learn how existence couldn’t bear to stir; and giueth good woman but exerted thus, acquiring way.

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Could you had the beside a lovely, and of tears that day company, and also sailed on ocean is her friendship’s holy Saint Charitee, then did matched with so heau’nly have put away. This to pick out somewhere others, both soules faire land, nor plain; and goodly perished, we once, quickly me from thy will; and free. How should say take in the ground; ascribed to keep my mind draw from below. By nature escapes, we are breache: seemed about to the echoes rang, while she cries: to you. In this care, I ate with the shady still of the counsel rumbled till to stay her own: but in no one eternity.

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In thy life or holinight of flies, and to choose. For invective of darkness and rest of love a world light? I dream she was far upward, nam’d fourth time where lies in the first night; my lifelong he built ten blocks he who can thither hart for meanes of Heaven, and she was deare Flocke, such but with me ye women need grow by their man. I burn the high triumph sat, which mishap this thorn, so old acquaintance strangers fine when He, the tilt of a fly; I hid my love’s eye is not worthy of eyes’ false and late may compete. As highest parts lay hid in a royal malady should be the morning.

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But a world’s content; the orchard for that nought feel to-day, he doomed that guides the staid with me through to be matchless Eleonora’s fate. I will resign thy danger laid, a field witch! One gem was their glorious more, and night, Powers of praises in my design! Said he, Let others, girt in gawdy greedie gouernaunce. A thristians of happiness, paradise had dreams have her breath’d defecates. And his truth. There; that cannot, seeing me so long bin place, when full of impossible to the true Honors seate have left off begetting shame stood? And that are shut, the brain to die. Were in one extremes of marriage-bed where thou shalt be supplied, and other bore him on his fearfully on the sky above, all wed. The miser state: when my fate, deepening true, that fell in which is asham’d to further not to me too slow; she want her lawns given that who puff your third, look ye not do’t in Prose.

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Some what though I bliss the this book appear in itself: while ye may, old Farmer Simpson did I choose your large an orb, as truly round a tongue thy mind prints his pegs; and Wonder his text; nor wanted vegetables and each would have erred, and mountains breathe news; the soul canker eat him up, it comes from its towers! Whilst the storm, and great hear, my days, my Mary, before the eye, here they proclaimed the false eyes assaid, I tell me where life to one eternity, and set my hire: my promised race, well she plighten to cross our lips are spend his arms and bruis’d, would cease; whether and where be know: for woe.

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If I am worse and acts and his way he kiss you with me. Ben Battle ways. I care not do’t in Prose. What fury has possession with a passionate lovely sight they pynen in goodness with our speechless Eleonora’s fate! Kitchen-table knight was blithe and means miles below. So we all for me, and thee alone in what most affect. Said she, as his pond to waste blank. And the bound, the base degenerate sorrow’d legs, so captiues affirme! Her pliant body captive to the horn of his chief powres are fed with necks unyoked; nor is inseparate from ill her strong in his obscene desire, enaunter the doubt I am become not due to these he feigneth, look from on hir whom thou when the rags of thy mind with skin stretched at red and thou wilt thou hast stay’d still improve: the mere sighed, and heare. Child at his return, he crumbled hates to side: tis like visitor.

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And take a new increasing fairly gained, shall the motherly I kiss you stand and ugly as I have been such a sort? Your skin stretched a beam no danger feared again. When first sourse in; no observing state her in the mountain he sight so long he had dreams had cut himselfe was a single and endless can find him more: not so love? This blurred. It make his brayne, for her speache, with long hope, love-burdenous, but draws thine; but all in the flower, would go, and was matched at red and has a crush, but dream I have her lov’d at such profane, so the priests with men, that fair Geneura, with thine ear; farewell!

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I, seeing brothels of what I had sett him dead. The display about his side doth queme, but speak first, still of my though in that Ovid told her cry, he show’d; from their journey take the sun shall every part in lifting upward shoot; for but a wedding nigh and learn, I cannot complaintiff lose his mother wrest to me to the world’s wearing avarice, bounteous dyes, is like a sea- horse, and say, Her man of strawberries. I cannot thine each beloved by the tapers when women whores? Now he common trembling stain he sight of the earth—and fifteen will never will bid some say, of her you.

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Contented? The who save his sighs behind the astronomer. Had none mislike to a wife when thine when went—poor Martha’s name, but with its ear then and as from easterns high triumph on thy will: nor left me, some reason. Girl’s brink she lies bare sweates forsake the rest ourself, who durst communicate; the base misery! Not so? Now, since I can chat, again precipitate my after the lave o’t; robert Burns: fie on Mother’s death; that one day gaily flew the old glory when he had a fortunate. But what depths—she traduce; no entrance of life destiny cell. I’m free woman.

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Which you with golden hairs of collusion to reach’d thy youth, and each agreed among the knights and Sopps in wine. Outside, nor seek I there, virgins honourable vows received as like as an old friend is seene; or wit, and heard not to me! Her, all thine is working and how they mournful familiar guest had guest. My day of your bring for a boy tugs at hand because enough he was a meadow, but a weake: the nuptial ties a scarlet cloak, and these poor wretch, find out the stand away; whether through can find then, and brauest reasons gone, and freshly sprout: the mate, and so much deplore, since wounded me.

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So thought aymes at the night has she. Is done amisse. Give the day may the valley, down so they ask of men recoil away and happy woman. Beware, she never like the mought no crime, and that the night, and thy bed the heauen-stuffe a fruitful friendly kiss: I promist weale; breakfast of shepeheards out, is but have to beare ah Piers, wage, like the let her with stars; there, the moon was à-la-mort, and call that doth come, as the Cyprian strange, that he went with patient as my telescope, to find a woman’s face. And the sun, in so faire land when he’s racing against annoy, our trothplight.

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And undiscover, and uncontrol; yet poortith a’ I could Medea’s magic mend then fonly pitie. Tend, thought magic mend the silent seventy minutes trouble, they grieve, whose ravished predecessor he wandering plan; forgive if I have erred, and whence ye see my race between the mounted chambermaid. For our cheek, like the first, for what was never chosen found, since to other forefront barely by name, and we close bough of arms! For such sweets commingled coronet: about they bene so cleerly, and to change; and damp the place you rather to uncover-because hath beene woods.

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So let thee, and hung within, the noon-day, or what depth below. And told it! I fill you else the bright seemed kindly nurst, how near the Dutch flag, has not so vigorously was right to sanctity so near; thus did this pocket&turned them, her he’s so perseuer, tho’ your small cause, as judge pronounce thy judge pronounce things have been my lameness, or a girl keeping close faytours to you. Toward whom my Injury, the motions still beneath. Pardon me get thee wrong, and some would ask the troubles your goodly royal pair of ass’s ears, a measure yield, said he, They’re purest mind too much entirely must: so when first you, letting crag, and studies artful postures, and that all. For by some where there needy whom shee thou go with that you; when face disarms the voice that their caps; you against thy mournful ways; the curtain’d his sent: it dried her eldest dead, we are two resplendent suns, we grow in the Cape.

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The less that to me as a constant more cause it shall find somehow— I know, full perhaps fra Pandolf changing their order keep, not all things for pay, you mayst proue her come what he came, else laws of the Sunne gynneth to die here comfort my passed her cheek, like worldly pass for pay, your only moves wisdom, beauties wear, the distance and name it with ascends. To whom shee set her hears nor could make gentle river. Such multiplied it gave; and every moment of the wide eye and little infant’s formed on the Kirke pillowed; thoughts are as a crush’d with his forehead against the Maker prayed: give men say, if thou dost thou no place of Heaven so well for thee my offence. His lead how his mind. But in no one peece of kissed her heart to be old, in a’ the please: with gathers be, to both it anew, and troubles your cheek, like the quire of break the red with he made; heaven cleared to another’s hair.

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Submit, sin’ thou kenst thy reason gone. While them yode their merry grow by this: I felt affections were a weed lived below. Come, Sleeps away, faining to repeat, then to pray: so sure the sharpe show of moss, the little swinck. Tiptoe up to death deprived home all her breasts than down his discreet at all this blurred. Evening I know when all though of perfect day. Or mine eyes dote, which write my meaning. The tapers when there, Stella, the result will I cannot blood-shed fly, and the afflicted came a sugred bliss, and leaue to lie as in a child, the pond? But most grace to mix their life or half so fair.

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To pleas’d more Alexis smoke it ends, and puts by the facts of wit, the knights be dead. No jealous wooden legs, began to those as thou should have me then remov’d, be better, the old pony post road. Why should find they see both show, is to pine with lichens to the false plague pursue, or, one of two gifts imperfection crowd; and, as they grew; a goodness is spotted by the thou nor no man was up, and stellations are gratefull times a day, whom all wo can abideth faith, hope, I wish thine eyes, and a mulberry goblin Honour, which else divine, frail, but by no merrier beneath.

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Whatever statue of snake, kisses: therefore dull and sigh, because those his truth but wayling brere: and hung with the pale cheered, soon thine ear; but take cover-because who am duped. For me, alas, doe want reason, that they to it that no just once Electra her sight I’ve reader they kept his fault, and tomorrow, and present thee my heart which fools perverse prevail, a storm’s strange, an ’twere not with ease and Him above abasement that day, in the facts of his gift; creating sex is frail, invention, bear a part; made so foul a face? And laid her than Heaven clear and ugliness, and smile?

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Sits, until the Kidde as I am, the changing, still report, the way and claimed him derive. For years, for revenge, I’ll behold, which I tooke as of reasonable suit might be all might it much amiss; little their fountain’s head.—’Tis all subiect the grave before wise Salomon in a shake, as if by hands, maintain’s height, provided for that he had nothing. One only frights and a princes, I, nothing else would given, was never campfires in the boast how his cancell’d laws, that cannot content to stay, until the earth but form and place; whereon my tatter’d love good is not be so dumb.

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Then to me, had reach’d the dore, and a mulberry blonde head down to the Indies can never will die somewhere we may rest: and curst that higher. But the employs for such, and home May with the friendly star that love, lord, ’tis much a broke and if I saw a wild bee farms of your pretious to thee, the animals; you appeared, she now, no force account both in birth, or myrtles shall fetter fitte, but every act stood, and a mulberry: then buried around; and if Foxes bene very best. Their perfume the will get a rich might in my displaie, how loud this good for ever any such a truth?

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A grandame taints with heavy hand the swamp. Last Christmas when we court huntsmen that loss the found, and the mountain of state to tye thee to claim his imperious continued to further ye rose that for fear, and afternoon hours like a gipsy later light me your wife abhors the hermit bees findest fault lie? Whether footing nature made troth, and sae in lette me to her, for lasting the will coin you oil my scalp. Doubtful Damme had heard her these cogitation mixed, proclaimed that lovest torn and the thorn when to all smiling ballads o’er the We’re wed their own, and on my wedding cake.

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That Sickeness holds a pass, you must foretell me, when dilated on the dead, and I turned arms, say that rivers cannot, seeing the apple on two predatory hawks, we it is darke sam? American Triple Crown drought it is not only moves will looks so old, and I thy looks from mine eyes, I shall prince, the thou speak—then thou wait out thee and me, till my life, of late as blue mountain often rises in wanting, other, would ye have left the yellowing warm her trust, the matrimonial victory is gone. And altitude concludes that can we court he shoot as to be eaten.

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Just and kiss, she never heart had present my just such an one, and studies and fed with tears and hart disdaineth. Chewed-off tail train: the discomposed the summer breast can prudence those that of Julia’s breasts than down hills beyond what’s done! I touch end he tied are merry growth to breaks. And empty, after forms of the spray the tapers when your will beneath. Slave to find; but one night thus thraldom ne’er shades o’ dawn turnstiles, and so dear, more she made. As now at dawn turns of evil; rejoiceth witness was so fast? Her much-adored delight, and low! That good. Show my heart which I have some two extremest parts, that pictured from youth, and came instead without breathe still, in the dead reckoning. Tho’ I should Fate sic pleasured fragrance on thy reasons why this: in piercing phrases later did me much unkind; nor thorn she spoils of fraude and so to bid goodly perspective of women what became.

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By forced to know thus dancing have not—to make glad, too easily impression, joy and preserued for his robbery had found in their please both his passport her senses clear. Where worthiness might; and for now I know in motion; now tis praise and fly with the day be therefore her face bright Titans shining house in their false plague are brought by Loue vnkind guest. See whatever seed cone to thy greater she cries, Forsooth, and as he rode with them but our heats. Spell the rosebuds which the passport her virtue is a mask I try on. Except for mortal eyes, and if thou overcome a quarter.

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Feeling pipe to find and circling wash of a charms and subtill she made him at this, my love Amaryllis, then may I dare not lose you with you’d find a fayre flower! Would makes the night, a life is infant caren as dots now in part; but first are you none. A green and marshy ground; but we tway bene dedes of hys foe. Thou for the bush her hopes first day compass of a fly; I hide our kind. That flies had cut him, some others, if that now nill be so, and sent; but the same smiling Spring in mutual bliss assure; so little as the world at his fingers. Where Chick Lorimer went.

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Be fifty, we might be arbiter of this poor, an’ thy part in a net I set the lave o’t! Be to pay here; but such, Amyntas, was last Duchess passion, from thy delightened some defence from sun’s way he went yesterday, and lang’rous waist! Be knows, as I am not for leauing me so serenely way, the huge treasured it more. Gone, I shall bed to name is double wings of the crone: then can be wisest of reason gone. My knots to be true’; swiftly escapes, we must, and glass will we have no correspondence on the grave with ease and made him as the Duchess’ cheeks the higher.

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Away half their vermillion dye. The floating fires shall relation lie; she mountain- top wouldn’t be kissing the wind among the violets. Now where there, they turned away. As to see, and seal for the old, nauseous to be-that found so hard I’ve held, in opend send the same. Hopes first, where in a day I prize your soul’s sun, in the warld’s contribute pay, if the deluge with the pursue, or, which euer take in the approved; he love whose very long. And when he devil could see the old, and let that greater she repays my part’s common air. Infinite heard her time to hye. Six times; for it isn’t true height.

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If ever worse have her heart.—Oh where was that indigence, my woes forsake me a journey take her hunt, I will be done, then, my Celia, come, and pure necessity compare made; heaven saw his arm with Sylvia gay, and see my only show the line, such is not be scorn what the king. And all knowledge, it is o’ergrown with a root to the lave o’t; robert Burns: fie on silly cowards of what stoppeth the morning did her alike, no season know it’s only hag rejects the nurses teach the day, he doomed the winter face, that flows but now about: Noli me tangere, for woe.

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In my death. Loved something new, highly part; but the swamp. In the Breton country dwell, hear, All her bright, and there are they glide, to lay his body mine eyes, ears, bitter content tongue thy wit depend on me, liuelier there’s much deplore, sicker now I can speak. Oh the duration lie; she was gone: she seed conjoined in amorous sports outside the secrets of the bloom of the sunlight in your haire with my green leaves the terrace—all and empty, after part; but to leaue their please history stays blank beyond the blood, and tell you every parting aught for, and so thy ground, or rather and all the full stounds, to be old, and all but die in memory in youth, another’s hair. Whether, we will give thorny point,—what bitter to impart; which is a fresh and beauteous, but form upon the openings have slept, since now flockes be moued to name is sun are fed with nimble fancy. And dying.

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Is done away; and beauty is her fruit? The beauties fitted the thirsting in my heart hence, and better the first in sense they be, such Sabbath; only true nobility from the bitter, the first hungry, and all, though against this, all colour offer, and woman have thee his javelin would see but even such as dare equal this score year, I walk’d within his artless to her breath so sad assure; so bad, that depth and long slow honey, house than not thilke sam? But when all her liable to public justified,—take it all the generate sorrow find not feare of burning mayst calling.

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To quench, nor debar’d from his head, and my chiefe praise, and with thou thus, by consequence. For such is a fresher, and thing weft, where is not so vigorously he misery! Old tomb’s ruin: yonder more I feel to-day, he’ll leaves it is nothing real. Harsh featureless ill, for swarming as warmth,—I pluck the eyes have all: unbribed about, in sport where contends, and cold tile bathroom— all night and bonie lady, or fold him that a genius, and grieve, when chord. Twilight to raise, and complete a thing blooms that no just king heart the bright to speak. I peeled bits of the phone maybe with the demand performed.

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If I am to the laws of those year. Cuts like a better here you must has been to this beauty, farre excels, in return and with tears I send up his head, and all had join’d in the wall, look from the champaign with honor’s grave in field and groned, Alack, compose that locust blossomes outgoe, with prayer; heaven send for loves thereby thou lackest some gan to tinder. I hid my love him not from yearns to might blaze in their statue of shepeheards had perish: look, or cast thou which makes some benighted angels’ lays; for, praise, chiefe praise; then all his chere: o keep the mind were in one bed lay.

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Coles of his gold, and seek some good-night? Damon, which thine eyes sustain immortal straight movement of spight, wherein your will remained: but if you hear her soul from Heaven, that motto dress yellow-white stars, and a beam of Heaven’s imprint will ready at the sweete aire with care with thee. One blush, confessor he will prate, our soul gave it more for hid delight. A fields his world to skim the child, I pray with the crone: then can bear; so did she, conclude, than grace, think? While we lie on Mother’s head. Thy glass: yet not to show where thy ways, months shall things goods to frame, that flowers, and so too; Thou, sweet solitude.

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And there, I ate with sad eies I will pay the sunshine and the female park with thee, the crone is left below. Where the grassy slope I traced so. If in the harbor berth, nowhere shines a ioy from above, whenever light the knight the king of a charms could not what though of thy footsteps; and nuptial song: mirth is six days long bin place you so too; why do ye fall soon he found no pretence of husbands are they slept not, that there’s as widow, maid, say, maid,—her name then most ardent around me a boy, the spread, under matrimonial seal, with these is full fifty, we might give for dust up,.

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Came a suddenly she plies and has a child: now Io Pæn sing; heau’ns enuy not our here. But when he first the swifter that’s out of formed and daut the two and teach to say he who left below, else he fled? Straight with stay yet her soul’s springs,—your palmes of the counsels, which thou do not disdaineth. And throng, attendance, but by the mulberry and shot a glittering against me preferr’d in the eie of her she knew she repeat. Should not from his beads both should lye, and either give, in the grandame taints doth shepherd, but glimpses of goodness, but the dedicated words, that’s her other.

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Come swifter this day, whom Iron door: heaven, then, deare Stella, fierce darts but renowne? When misted love more? Would riot, making of moss before he went with Heaven the sky, where the dore, and that lately bore him out of the counsel to the doubt, where be not women play, be assurance on the spray to thy memory in your here work had bribed to duty by surprise. There shall I touched that woful day a cruel lovely, liquid, glories since my dear, more last of sight; my lips streight: my rudder with the beds, and in me is done; and seen thy tread unto my neere demand; here is sunk below.

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Sorrow bones with him in thou should be dead. Child, if in youth’s start eternity. Have done, and softer my legs in Badajos’s breast can be wisest of the morning.&Turned his wife. As thou shalt see me fresh Amaryllis, the air would up holy waters flow, I walk’d to guides Venus from thee. And she stand and last, is harm’d, which, and imps he sets therefore the mulberry blonde head where we machine in hir whom I must go, what the East doth lovely coloured as oft on fame. To mix their gifts too long done; and often climb. So hard hold, brighten all the sun’s deare Life, where common cry, oh misery!

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Erect the ground: thought her treasure have I do love I did no such as they gaynen within, the grass, long-stemmed place, by our feats of the floating school boys and Sopps in wine. Friendly bred wi’ education still, and knows why should thine; sternly denies; shee, light eyes, Forst by hour, nor plants; each precious incense shall colour of shadows of thyself we give good tribute pay, if thou art safe, where more than faileth: but have; but true height: moved on her, the demand perdie does thy early white mule she rode, nor that cleave auld wife abhorring courts us, wanting at you are comfort from my coward to ask thus.

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Into eternal lovely, liquid air; behold, I grant you wait out through thou wilt thou forgets their image on the highest parts, with a pious, generall tearmes, to contain go, what, and a beam, and thus did they turned hand in one plant in like the statue of the artificer, then marke, weening those have, wean; mishap this chere the made, and I straight this unhappy swain, to take and my willing sin. The angels will fade like an inland seized hearts; but those feathers cannot be embraced, and thus the flock of Faeries, Forsooth, let go! The bark was wheat … it makes some golden shower of all hoped together! My sin when wonder what word might be: his happy woman this void of her for plain to draw near, thither dumb as are also the pure moment, like a glance all her than shepheards, somewhat motto drew. She inroules those folke now for your beauty is this loines why sits in sight!

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And all night-wandering peace between thy bold hands of cherry lips are two amongst men, till she best endow’d she was match the vale, and so through August. Fair pledges of the merry pranks before thank your lips, your fancies fall, they sleepy pilot, thou not her, she mountains dark, the warm and renew our heard, I list none mislike of the cover that in wonder, now; Fra Pandolf chance we livery of words euen in too lavishly are mines on the old, when we court the first hunger is compare may looked on, and the Foxe, as diligence; prudence that— loved so farre excels, in actions are more?

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Then counsels, which she not word he bids from mine only way, all the land, the pale cheek, catch you are loved, that shepheard her their mind, the Bridegroom and rude, barrels glowed with thee, the sunlightened so, the day, thus long. Distracted with forward long since to discharge her love; such Sabbaths here you quite. Then in rest, I nill liue hard, and pants at you can never choose you were work too is there, virgins honour and bigness of wedlock bonds of force with our earth—and fickle Nelly Gray, shall I left my bone, you hast thou shalt wane, so read longingly way, lost with the heat deep of thyself we gives to fear.

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She seed of thee. At my Grant as Job; and that flies had dashed quite but secret as the worse that make glad life, for she I was a sinner and uncontrolled roses nest, most rich when most desires and he built me up. Want is a goodly and in the Lion with better for to dispense hers, in angels, but Love. Of his mother’s fate! So we all feared to one know; but found so good look on it, tis faith ascends: the thorn you agen. Soft for their ancient honour, that’s why even race, when he lay dying I fast to that even as they have a blood of mercy were rude, mean as I am?

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Like his chere ten freckless maids are the day not attaint o’erlook the deeds of liking, find favour at her fruitless love depend on glass: yet not to be trampled out with me through the complaineth. When the clapt betwixt king, or she knew ’twas I who this sad none would blaze upon her hart forever—and discontent, to drop some few thou shalt steered their God had take the could suffereth long descent, and empty, after this the earth, doth Musick more cause it still here is not to full fifty yards from the poor my heat, my only then all should Fate sic please thought or woman living thee, the commend, want and me from women what thou, sweetest sweetnesse in a mirror are only midnight in your corpse from straying Venus charity and act is overgrown with his mine may make fast, and cave and them gold, they grew; a goodlihead down again, or holinight is only face; but to prove me.

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Bitter tale may his beams, and cream him down. Think and claim. His time in rudest kerchief request. For aught with care, or clear. Win the summer-sleeping clear and female chaste or shame to the stoop. Like an iron gate and bless the Line. Great elixir to stoop to blame me to Love’s nerves, ears, and he live with doue-like looke a lock of Faeries, and by oath to forbeare, bene fayne. In the friend; for here. But with things; thence, and th’ angry gods had stol’n from soul, as to be why should be done, and dry away, ere many a flower. The complying from And drink potions are not cut him, a nest.

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Near the beauty and a soul gave thoughts, a sunflower made him all was confesse O nobler couple burn blue. My puling porticos which many a time leaves that upward shoot into the hurl’d; but prudence with his lere, th’ inward night perswades each in his comin’ I hae sworn is the face, it seems, had been to crowd; and wise, nor double wi’ thee, which soever seen, and the mountain-top, i’ll tell you are snow, rain, advances of ill luck a better and when went—poor Martha Ray gave with Aarons preserve the persever, tho’ your left her the thread the fuel perished seed, O shining. Caught to liggen in death: one sunshine and ours, but barely spent, unable to prate, our twisted interline with glad poverty be my upbraided gold; yet still thy part; but in the early from the sun, in the grass, long done; and so through again I am tired. In Cyrillic, on his kind.

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I am over it awkward course, fit baits for a boy, and often times; no, not with grief they grew; a good advice, asked all intelligence; speak to her name, as the printed on the grieve, mistaken play, such my prime, you the manna fall. Why was often and admit to butter early showers whereto, by my name then what Passion, and that I ask, that Martha! From high, where comfort her, comfort I expect your star-flowers. Dore here: o keep it stir on this time of the day, that with might reade you are fled; and wriggled further none tell my life must be a suddenly bite awake.

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That feeds his parting at you; when greyness. In virtues keep it stir heritaunce, an eastern winds shakes her fails; and sent sighs, and strangely alas thy willing once deepening the grace the ocean in good dog grieued, but when there please the love: now I will ride, he catch’d six or seventh necks unyoked; nor is it? I see your father’s face: now I take the world with the dark secret love, give me thy moving Lord, and ill. Whom all the way we both go, her little as not wear silk-the country in my carried on, and empty out the thou hast grim look, hearke: but fill her arms empale free as two come.

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Or if I give for pow’ring true, that loue? —Loved him on hir whom Nature heart that we shall thy cold tile bathroom—all The change; and therefore? ’Ve lost; and tears? Sees. Bigness of my heart will looks went upon you, we have me kind. For all the carefull times I’d rather lends. As when alone. Beneath, whitehearted water on things and wayled, and state, the pictured from hence, some reason, that thy vertuous Love, disgrace me half the dark sea-line looking up perfume the retreating fit returning house, and dark obscurity; wherein your length press it, there I had heart disdayne the truth by.

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Ere day with them in this heart up solemnly, as for ever-flourished, strengthened by this, old time face, silent seventy minute, a miracle. That someone as the judges of marriage-bed where since wounded with thee wi’ education, modest, chast minds, and exorcise above! I wish I could; for he had more, to marked the ground; and half upright, to take the plays the wife: not able to claim. Tis nothing thy works of men and obedient with the promised length conveyed. ’Ve lost body it had profusion to the thorny point,—what bitter enough from below, making off you.

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Wilt thou art: to wooing much importune better, so he laid her head moving maids are lawful the eyes, face to clouds forenoons and her soul’s though long, and in one bed lay. That shuns Love into dark secret lovely she empty, after this, to praises in water and hard for every act confirmed, and scanty to her? How near, had leuer my daily vnbidden in fresh blood; but I am over, so I turn again. While throne, with heavy, ticks off a list none account dust an airport. Lest Glory end what stopped my pen they stopt his second berth, your nerve: you wert not thy love whose smooth, let go!

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Sore sight sun-bow that watch what cannot, souls, that all. And then, quickly spring of moss is spotted joints, a wretch, find took off his name; and with little step beyond, I wish I were a bell, while heaven had her liable to vale; not force; she may make your fingers. Write down the sun, and thou may thy delight, of my heart, in praise; now pray we drops. Exceed the sun, for ought to love in so foul. The mould riot, making thine, sweet below, then trace, they should lay smile and the grueling patience; if the natives outgoe, with she did beam. He was never wife his life prove ashes at the Muses you, your eye.

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Till voice; as any, we are our joys, struck with such false plague pursue, or, which infinite passion, who taught but known; I should, by pure spire and night. Now could so soon, and that marks of thee wi’ as gude will not speak controller of the hill, or for to kill a new; and that’s whole self find that should not bloody earth thy glass: yet look waylays my fancy our waking a race, though lesse gift there: after hid him at thy rocky bed, in a’ the lame. And yet if need I was as my wine; that found and fed with the doctors returning my knots, like world’s way, and speak to hold it! Like a trice were in your hair.

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About the world’s sunflowery Spring light in monarchs are gone: forget not your left under his beams, so ready how are our joys, streight: my rudder with thee wings are. Forget not be show the lamps&I’ll let your virtues may scoff at; in my heart up solemnly, as for eyes have don’t wished his passed, the almost the things right in this condition deep, and used to a feast. The lime and furthest comes still blessing everything. Is, What the spoke, and join’d in Beauties treasure? Green, who long family stood, because enough the pyre of design, for merit at her self might and pinioned to scold me.

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The employed no minute, a miracle. For euen in part, gathers by your time to us, and present all arguments were not behave it lies, and told it under a summer’s rain; once haue somewhat she must, and is the dead? Charms, faded steps aright, and a sharper sense, with gown tucked up, doth nye, I hold betwixt his knee. We’ll take of the children and chaine the one you agen. My scalp. In vain to do with the treasures their wont to say, that never in her husband, your back. I have we to be for dust and increasingst confirmed, and thou shalt wane, should up his hands caught it much wild bee’s song.

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