#does thou nut

[sugawarassoulmate]

not nut november - nov 04/nov 05

after the first few days, they were feeling great. then the weekend came.

tutor!akaashi & shitty bf!daishou

word count: 423 & 290

cw: fem!reader, bimbo!reader, unprotected sex, cheating/infidelity, choking, minors dni

tutor!akaashi

who even does studying on a saturday night? akaashi does, which means you have to too

you're in one of the study rooms at the campus library, which feels a little redundant since it's practically abandoned on a saturday night

"what act and scene is this line from?" akaashi asks, cooly. he's been quizzing you on king lear for the past three hours, making sure you knew could identify the passages for your midterm

"act three, scene two?" you guess but akaashi's eyes already tell you that you're wrong. "ugh, can we take a break, keiji? my brain is turning to mush!"

akaashi would argue that your brain was mush to begin with but there's no use continuing when you've already given up

there was one way he could motivate you to keep studying — it was for your own good really, you weren't smart enough to pass this exam just by winging it

but he remembers the bet he made with his friends earlier this week something about not having sex during the whole month. it was stupid but he knew he'd never hear the end of it from bokuto if he lost

akaashi supposes he could just eat you out while you study but nothing does the trick more than making you sit on his cock, making you read out his notes while you bounce in his lap...

it's not long before akaashi has you bent over the desk, skirt flipped up and panties pushed to the side. "come on, don't just think with your pussy, recite the line for me," he says, pulling you by the hair

"ahhh, 'when thou dost ask me blessing, i'll'—fuck, keiji!" you cry when he pulls out only to slam back into you.

a slap to your ass is what brings you back to reality. "'i'll...i'll kneel down and ask of thee forgiveness' uhhh, act five, scene three?" you answered, crying when akaashi's fingers circle your clit.

"look at that, she's finally using her little brain," akaashi coos, snapping his hips harder into you. "read the next one." he says, knowing this is the only way you'll pass

he can say it's for your benefit as much as he wants to but akaashi is just as guilty of thinking with his crotch, maybe even more so

akaashi only lets you cum when you've gone through all of the study guide and he rewards you by spilling his seed deep inside your womb and walking you to your dorm with his cum running down your leg

shitty bf!daishou

saturdays are meant for your girlfriend. taking her on dates and watching shows with her

but it's not saturday and you're not daishou's girlfriend, which is why he's technically not breaking any no nut november rules right now

his friends explicitly said that fucking your girl was off limits for the entire month

which is why he turned to you the first chance he got

"sugu!" the two of you barely made it past your door, with daishou pouncing on you the second he shut it behind him

now he's got you spread out on your floor, a hand wrapped around your throat

"shhh, i know, babe," he whispers, pace never letting up as he abuses your cunt. "you're gonna take all my cum this month, yeah? be my fuckin' cum dump?"

it's so sick and your heart breaks for mika, completely unaware that her boyfriend is balls deep in someone else—someone she calls a friend

but you nod anyway because for an entire month daishou's body will belong to you

mika will have to wonder about the faint smell of your perfume on his clothes, wondering why it smells so familiar

it's pathetic and cruel and so unlike you but it's what you want more than anything

"yes, yes, sugu! i want your cum," you gasp, nails running down his back "i'll take all of it, just give it to me, please!"

and daishou just loves the desperation, grunting a quick "that's my girl," before fucking you harder than ever

and as your eyes roll into the back of your head, and you feel the warmth of daishou's cum flooding your cunt, all that goes through your head is his voice saying "that's my girl," over and over

©sugawarassoulmate 2023 all rights reserved - please do not repost/translate my work on other platforms!

#haikyuu smut #haikyu smut #akaashi smut #akaashi keiji smut #keiji akaashi smut #daishou suguru smut #daishou smut #daisho smut #suguru daishou smut #haikyuu x reader #haikyu x reader #no nut november 🍑 #🥀 #🥀akaashi #🥀daishou #tutor!akaashi #shitty bf!daishou

[differenteagletragedy]

You know who I bet would go nuts for Valentine's Day? Derek. Like after Step 4 when you get into a relationship with him, you have several months from that summer until Valentine's Day, and he thinks it's his obligation to be Most Romantic Boyfriend and just does every single textbook thing he can think of. So many red roses, chocolates, teddy bears, lingerie, some jewelry -- unless you've specifically told him at some point that you're not into one or more of these things, he's going all out.

Would he try to write you a poem? He might. He would at least recite one, I think.

Derek: i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) ...

Derek: I love thee with the passion put to use in my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.

Derek: Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lov--

MC: *tackles with kisses and heart eyes and all the love in the world forever*

#derek suarez #i love valentine's day i hope that's ok

[ayyyez]

In honor of the books I picked up today that I ordered a week ago (finally got more kimi ni todoke!!), what series of manga can you see some of our haikyuu favs reading? Or if not manga what kinds of books can you see them reading, YA, thriller, mystery, etc. Feel free to pick whomever you want for hcs, I humbly ask for Tanaka thou <3

A/N: Look at you getting two answered in one day, it's like you own my ask box at this point bestie lmao but yes I have so many vibes for this one, okay <3

TAGS: manga/reading headcanons, fluff, general

CHARACTERS: Tendou Satori, Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Kenma Kozume, honourable mentions at the end

TENDOU SATORI

Okay so we know he used to collect shonen jump magazine when it was around in a physical form. I say he was a subscription owner who would get each issue.

He strikes me as the kind of guy who likes collecting things. Especially artsy types things like his movies. Especially in physical form so his shonen jumps are no different.

He's a constant but casual reader in terms of what he keeps up with in terms of series.

By that I mean he's not like 'OMG I NEED TO READ ALL OF ONE PIECE I'LL BE SO UPSET IF I MISS ONE CHAPTER.' Absolutley not. He's a casual One Piece fan. I know it seems like they don't exist because once you're in you're in BUT HE IS.

He enjoys reading it, don't get me wrong, it's just he's not tearing the issue open for the next chapter.

Tendou's an allrounder with his reading. Will try everything in the issue. Really liked The Disastrous Life of Saiki K the year it was published! He just vibed hard with it.

With Shonen Jump, he's collected it forever so he's read all the early 2000's classics like Naruto, Bleach and Death Note. He watches the anime too.

Outside of the shonen jump I feel like the only manga he would go out of his way to purchase and read would be something of the horror vein because he's a horror fan.

The first time he went into a manga store and saw the covers of the Junji Ito works he HAD to know what they were about. Started with one and ended up collecting them all.

Still prefers watching horror and thrillers over reading them. There's just something more satisfying about cinematic terrors BUT he does enjoy his small collection of manga too.

He just over all prefers reading manga to chill out. Which is why his go to is more the popular shonen series.

Tendou is pretty good with recs too! If you handed him a romance and told him it was the best series in the world and he had to read it he would. He doesn't care, you like it so why wouldn't he? It's just not something he would usually pick up for himself.

He's pretty good at recommending things too. If you're unsure he'll just hand you a shonen jump mag and tell you to go nuts. Just don't read the ads like Ushiwaka please, he can't handle another one. lmao.

Hanging out with Tendou as teens reading manga together would honestly be the best lowkey date every. Just vibing in each others company. Probably watching anime together after too.

TANAKA RYUUNOSUKE

I see Tanaka as more of a manga reader too over anything lengthy like novels. He just doesn't have the discipline to sit there and read for long periods of time.

This is why studying is so hard for him! He just gets bored! Would rather be doing something where he can move around.

Definitely doesn't mind picking up a manga every now and again though.

Now as for what he reads. Well. Here's the things. He's actually a real softy at heart and a sucker for romance.

How does he discover this? Totally by accident, he swears.

He went in to pick up a couple shonen series and the shonen jump issue (he doesn't have a subscription he just picks it up on occassion) and the cashier accidentally mixed up a shoujo series into the bag that was on the counter on the side.

Tanaka didn't realise until he got home and for some reason he just never bothered returning it. He had paid for it after all. He might as well read it.

The thing is once he did, he couldn't put it down! He had to read another and another. He was hooked. And what was this serious? Well guess what it was also Kimi ni Todoke!

That gets him hooked on Shoujo romances and has him going in buying more series. He buys one for every two shonen series he gets, hiding it under them at the casier mentally telling them 'They're totally for my sister.' as if they can read his mind.

Doesn't get too embarassed if you ask him about it though it's just an awkward flush of the cheeks and 'Yeah, I like them.' Because Tanaka is one to stay true to himself.

Okay but because he reads a lot of it he kind of gets real sappy ideas about romance and dating.

All those ideas about being a gentlemen? Carrying your bad, walking on the side of the sidewalk closest to the road, standing in front of you during confrontations? All further reinforced by reading those manga.

Has a cute little blushy face when he reads the confession scenes too. Hopes to be that cool when he confesses on day.

If you like manga he really likes sharing that with you. Going to bookstores together, he vibes on just watching you browse with a content look on your face.

Will buy you anything you want. Even if its a whole stack. Tanaka is slamming those bills down and paying. Anything to make you happy and see that smile on your face.

KENMA KOZUME

Kenma started reading and collecting manga when his parents forced him to have a hobby other than gaming. Something about resting his eyes from screens.

He did already sort of like reading manga anyway. Was into series like the legend of zelda because of the game. Also collects the standard shonen jump series like one piece, hunter x hunter and naruto too.

The thing about Kenma is he started out with the popular stuff and then he branched out and collected a bit of everything the more he read.

He has a bit of everything from each demographic. Has your Sailormoon, Fruits basket and NANA from your shoujo. Josei like Chihayafuru, shonen/seinin like JoJo's bizarre adventure, fullmetal alchemist, AOT, Gintama, Tokyo Ghoul.

As time goes on he'll collect ones like Given, I hear the sunspot and Blue Flag too.

Likes going to art stalls and places he can collect fan djs and art books too. Isn't really big on chit chat but will say a sweet 'I like your work.' Then pays and scurries off with a little happy face.

Like buying work of his favourite games and characters at the same time. Especially at conventions. Hates the crowds but finds this worth it.

Appreciates being able to do these things with you. Bonus if you like doing them too. If you simply go just to be with him he'll just swoon lol.

Back to the manga. He likes the anime adaptions too but doesn't always get a lot of time to watch them. Prefers games after all. If he does though he prefers to watch the anime after he's read the manga.

Loves watching the anime as a way to spend time with you though after you both have read the manga. Loves being able to compare and criticise it together. Just cuddling and vibing.

HONORABLE MENTIONS:

Reads books/manga: Semi Eita, Kuroo Tetsurou, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Yaku Morisuke

Reads manga: Hinata Shouyou, Atsumu Miya, Kunimi Akira, Hoshiumi Korai, Nishinoya Yuu, Kindaichi Yuutarou

Reads books: Sugawara Koushi, Yachi Hitoka, Oikawa Tooru, Kita Shinsuke

Reads food packaging and social media: Kageyama Tobio, Suna Rintarou, Kiyoko Shimizu

#haikyuu requests #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #hq x reader #hq headcanons #tendou satori headcanons #tendou satori x reader #tendou satori #tendou headcanons #tendou fluff #tendou x reader #tanaka x reader #tanaka ryuunosuke #tanaka ryunosuke x reader #tanaka headcanons #tanaka ryuunosuke x reader #tanaka ryuunosuke headcanons #kenma x reader #kenma headcanons #kenma kozume #kenma kozume x reader #kenma kozume fluff #kenma kozume x you #kenma fluff #kenma kozume headcanons

[positivelybeastly]

💬 Simon, and the subject is pillow talk

"All right, Wondy, so it's like this."

They're stuck on monitor duty again. Well, 'stuck' is a strong word - Hank actually really likes monitor duty, but only if it's with Simon (mysteriously), and Simon seems to like it just because it means he doesn't have to go out, risking life and limb.

He's only recently back from the dead, after all. Hank can understand.

They're about halfway through the jumbo pack of Chinese food they've ordered, and Hank, in particular, insists on delivering his words through mouthfuls of a really rather nice beef chow mein. Go figure.

"Say you've got a girl with you. In your case, it's almost certainly a girl you've managed to charm with my assistance, so you're welcome, well in advance. Say she's really got a thing for the Uncle Elmer Sh - ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT!" Hank giggles like a fool as Simon makes to hit him with a scallion pancake.

"Say she's got a thing for . . . okay guys with lantern jaws and B tier movie star looks - that's you, Wondy, by the way. You get to holding hands, you read the signals, you put your hands where she wants you to - I find they usually really like it when you bring your hand up like this and squeeze."

It's very heterosexual, the way Hank brings a hand up to grasp at Simon's side and squeeze, thumb stroking over the muscle. Hoo, there's a lot of muscle.

"You lean in, and - oh yeah, this is probably the point where I have to clarify, she's probably gotta be all right with the eyes, or you're gonna have to do your focus thing to make that go away, 'cause chicks do not dig it when you have shades on when you're intimate. So, you make eye contact, like this."

Hank casually whips off Simon's sunglasses. The eyes don't bother him one bit. Why would they? It's never bothered Simon that Hank's blue, has it? He's never even said a word about it.

There's a crackle in the air that has absolutely nothing to do with the ions that make up Simon's form.

"You lean in, and you give them this look."

It's a very soft, warm, loving look that Hank gives Simon now. Tender. He's such a good actor, he makes it look really quite real, down to that little melancholy tinge of pining and wanting but never quite having.

"They go nuts for that. Then you have to start talking, because that's another thing, chicks do NOT dig it when you're just silent in bed, it creeps them out and they don't like it. Tell a joke, choke out a, 'huhhhh you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen,' even just a quiet little, 'god,' you know, in that way where you bite your lip and it's like you're a little stunned they're there with you? Like this."

Hank lets out a shuddering, heated little breath, his tongue darting out to very gently card over his lips, and he exhales shakily, squeezing at Simon's side again, letting out an awed little 'god.'

"The squeeze is good if you can do it in concert, that's real good. Action to the words, Wondy, action to the words. Where you go from here is kinda up to you, everyone does their own sort of thing. I like to go a little poetic, especially if the girl's particularly knock out gorgeous."

He leans in close, his nose practically buried in Simon's collarbone. They both stink of Chinese takeout. This is a weird way to do monitor duty. But Hank's voice, which is usually so mile a minute, is all kinds of soft and slow and sumptuous and warm in a way Simon never hears it. It's - kind of - distracting, honestly.

"Busy old fool, unruly sun, why dost thou thus, through windows, and through curtains call on us? Must to thy motions lovers' seasons run?Thy beams, so reverend and strong, why shouldst thou think? I could eclipse and cloud them with a wink, but that I would not lose her sight so long."

Hank hasn't blinked. Not once. Simon has. Plenty.

"If her eyes have not blinded thine, look, and tomorrow late, tell me, whether both th' Indias of spice and mine be where thou leftst them, or lie here with me. Ask for those kings whom thou saw'st yesterday, and thou shalt hear, all here in one bed lay."

This is - really detailed. Simon thinks he's learning a lot. Hank's even showing him how to reach up and gently tuck a stray hair behind his ear, just like you would for your girl. Of course. Good friend, Hank. The best.

"He's all states, and all princes, I. Nothing. Else. Is."

There's a silence between them. Hank's . . . all but draped across Simon, now, their chests pressed against one another, blue fingers cupping a Hollywood cheekbone while blazing red eyes trace the contours of a jawline that every woman this side of the Hudson loves to bits.

Hank clears his throat.

"She's, all states. Sorry. Flubbed the line."

They withdraw.

"So yeah, that's basically how you do it. Pass me the szechuan dumplings, would you, Wondy?"

Simon does, even as he thinks.

Hank never flubs a line.

"I mean, that's how I'd do it, anyway."

#defyxoblivion #verse: earth's mightiest! #monologue meme

[anachrosims]

TBH I’m really weary of this “purity culture” stuff. People have sex, get over it. Learn to curate your online experience instead of shrieking at people about daring to discuss mutually consenting adults gettin freaky or producing fan content that’s NSFW. As long as that shit is tagged as appropriate, the burden is on YOU not to go looking for it.

I completely understand the ones who are concerned about fan content that glorifies toxic/ab*sive/exceptionally triggering behavior though. I do understand that. HOWEVER, it helps absolutely NO ONE to police what fans produce--the real goal we should be having is creating fandom spaces that help provide SAFE and PROFESSIONAL resources for fans who might need help dealing with certain issues, or to help acquaint people with safe sex practices and other safe, good online resources they might not get anywhere else in their life.

EDIT: The best you can do with the above is to quietly reach out to someone about whatever it is they’ve posted or written or drawn and just fucking talk to them about it. They might flip out at you and go nuts, but that’s what block functions are for. Just say, “hey, I saw (post) and I feel it may be harmful to post that because (reasons)” and if they don’t respond well? LET IT GO. Just say “thank you, I just wanted to reach out, but I’m sorry to have bothered you.” Some people are going to be wild shitheels because they have baggage and we can’t expect to control that.

I hate toxic shippers just as much as the next person, but as someone in her mid-30s--and I hope the older folks agree with me--it serves nothing and nobody to thump folks over the head with holier-than-thou callouts. Newsflash: That shit makes you just as toxic and it only alienates people further. What you need to be doing is providing better messages that help fans, old and young alike, to come to understand what healthy communication and behavior look like--to help support fans in times of need--and to foster COMMUNITY in GOOD FAITH.

And for those who are worried about the genuine creeps hiding with us? I guarantee you, the healthier a community is, the more supportive and communicative and compassionate we are with each other? The less spaces those creeps have to hide.

Learn to curate your online experience. Treat each other with respect and dignity in good faith to the best of your ability. Help others in need. Get in the habit of reaching out to people and engaging with them when you’re able. And learn to stay in your lane, because while your experience matters, it’s not the only one that does.

#coming from the perspective of someone who is a survivor of SA #and someone who is disabled in multiple ways #and a survivor of much abuse #and someone who has multiple triggers #I know it's hard but you gotta learn how to take control of your own life and experiences #it starts with little choices and better habits like not clicking on the thing even though you want to click on the thing #or choosinig not to engage in stupid ass discourse and taking a deep breath #get up off the keyboard and go outside if you're able #go pet a cat or dog and tell someone you love them #I'm dead serious

[libidomechanica]

Wont to see: and, having pickd up several

Tribute paid: nor this world’s delight?     Who leaves to be hove down to a hundred dishes; lamb and     pistachio nuts—in short, all meats, and limb to limb spoiling     through a clown, and the shock of cold water turbidly     flower in light, throbbed

to her song, were still more nearly     treasure. Give me once there? Without a weedye crop of ink, falling     on her children up if nursing the good company     invited. The golden pomp is come, that title doth springe     giues place to elder time,

and take care of Poets fury     tell, and shortly rain’d upon the race? Wont to see: and, having     pick’d up several animals he saw—a taste and     pomegranate nodding o’er dropp’d in the wakened soul     from yours. I couldn’t even

but incessant care to tend the     whole world. Are lying in the sun, show me your slim, express’d,     he ask’d the silence and I felt before, all made us     rich, can make her; and thinner tray, tapping the connection     such people to be helps

to all others’ intellectual     breeze, at once met with him, now him, on thy heart, my mouth     be heir office might start eternal—just that the Saints above,     in solemn troops into hands when the red life so     rarefied a bliss. But Venus

sittes and a Troop of his     absence such expense; the new vastness of the sea, the dark,     and wooed Sleepe again—oppress’d with melancholy, and then     his nature’s deep breathe? He must fade as well as the pillow’d     upon the river? Yet

it should close, ne’er weary, to the     vestry of the sphere; Prithee why so pale? The sun will and play     till he flung the rat; I know too were busy beyond which     I should in the parent’s brooding wings, but never dies! We     are puppets, Man in hopeless

flame kindled at his rest. And     drove afield, and still, at least, and pleasing thorn, without him,     her host, that we are free an LP of poetry left     on in the sky, with wild thyme and nearer than half of     paradise, no tear-floods, nor

well. The sun and there, his rapier     brandished high through the bonie Betty, as father’s breast. And     with nectar—starlings sake, give you apt to kill me, what is     that Lovers, too, out of the deeps—of ocean? Divine a     thing among many. So

closed down with what Haidee’s sake, knowing     wiser, he may take her now; tis but a child, too, bleeding,     this young, looking ill prevail? Hope, in pity mock not     Woe with thee thrill the day? To think for two. By this, alas,     is more worthless damage

than married lady—the gentlemen.     Thy fair in the tale had touch’d with which thou wondrous Mother-     Age!—When did these loves; never writ, nor no man ever     wife was liberty; and now than to be lou’d, and all love     repose, till grief lies onward

stray’d, my heart will gie to Polly     Stewart! Trembling Pricket, or hunt the highway, and knew     the way to love. The long- neck’d geese of thine and hell at one     day I met wi’ a crazy auld man! The white man not a     chef come down to a very

part to live your tongue’s a feckless     matter what could fail! Dead, long dead, stiller worlds, beyond     the murm’ring stream; the sequel of the dead, ten will laugh as     he sate by the bones are moved in the evening, and his lakes.     Who wanted to say, by

delay, a death, opprest, leaue what     seas between us an uncorrupt my saint to point: slowly     to the Abbey, and ask’d why? Now sang He like yon youthful     joys, tho’ shelter’d in the good matter what peace, and redder     that does his faire outside,

which wakes my sommers pryde: also     my age now the same to be a devil, wooing his     style than a windy morn; an’ she has twa sparkling roguish     een. Where is no plant that thought warbling his own vision     of all humanity,—

lie on their Strength and bore its fragrant     but the lass o’ Ballochmyle. And there was not a     bell was rung, not as I wont to frame my desires, and     the names of tissue, meridian-like, were two spirit     all the valley. A heart

to herd with incessant. Men, my     brothers, are a kind that they deaf that sweetheart to her even     strained in the pith, like a shroud! Mind to scorn whom frown’st thou     thy fury on some few years long enough infinite mercy     he had been a Sultan

and the wild seas, on thy pillow     them: but chiefly where Deva spread; gazelles and some skill     in giving known that earth has Nero, more strong to shear away,     dead ere his sort ever scuttled ship or cut a     Of laughter’s heart is rest.

#poetry #automatically generated text #Patrick Mooney #Markov chains #Markov chain length: 7 #144 texts #ballad

[lunar-years]

I’m so beyond excited for Taylor finally touring but man does the fandom on here get toxic fast and with the SAME DISCOURSE we have gone over about a trillion times for tours past…

And I think people are so annoying on both sides!! Asking someone to explain their financial situation or demanding they justify their expensive tickets, or flat out implying fans who get tickets for multiple shows are as bad as scalpers taking from other swifties…that’s nuts! At the end of the day, everyone is subject to the same Ticketmaster system, which is actually much more fair than it has been in the past (I, for one, do not miss the rep days when fans who didn’t have the time/energy to watch the Taylor-eating-off-her-sweater video 24 hrs a day got lesser priority). The codes are random. Our chances are all equal here. These stadiums hold 60k+ people. A few mega fans going to five shows is not the issue people think it is.

At the same time, it’s really gross how dismissive certain people are of the fans who can’t afford to go the show or won’t be able to get tickets for whatever reason and are simply expressing their disappointment and frustrations. This fandom definitely gets weirdly elitist and cliquey around tour time. All the “popular blogs” seem to get together to go to a bunch of a shows across the country and post about it constantly (and I want to reiterate there is absolutely nothing wrong with this in and of itself, it is their own blogs and people are allowed to have friends and go to many shows) BUT if you are not in those groups, it does get hard. You start to feel like a lesser fan or like you’re missing out, and it can get nasty when certain blogs cross the line from just enjoying themselves while going to a bunch of shows to straight up bragging and jumping down the throats of anyone who disagrees with them or has a (polite, reasonable) complaint about prices/marketing/etc surrounding the tour. And yes, certain (but far from all) blogs do this. They become almost…bullies? And in certain groups there’s definitely a “better than thou” mentality that develops that clearly excludes other fans. And it sucks.

I know it’s only going to get worse when Taylor starts doing meet and greets and suddenly we’re back to arguing over whether certain fans “deserved it.” Meeting Taylor for a second time is really not as unfair as people make it out to be. Some people are just really, really lucky. Now, when people are directly asked if they’ve met Taylor before and lie, yeah it’s a little more questionable and annoying, but we’re all just people. We’re all fans, and when presented the opportunity, fans want to meet her. I don’t think someone who met Taylor on the Rascal Flatts tour in 2006 when they were 12 should never be allowed to meet her again. Let’s be serious with ourselves. But by that same token, it’s like some people don’t even try to understand why it’s hard for fans who have never come close to meeting her see the same fans get all the opportunities over and over again. Especially when they come on here and flaunt how they’ve met her three times and then in the same post immediately try to get Taylor Nation’s attention…yet again.

I know it won’t happen because it’s been one (1) day since tour announcement and my dash is already unbearable, but maybe (on both sides) we should just be a little more aware that there are other fans beyond ourselves, and have a little more empathy for one another!

#my life got so much easier when I just accepted I’m probably not going to meet Taylor and stopped focusing on it so much #and just enjoying discussing the tour on here and fangirling over surprise songs #and staying in my corner!! unfollowing the blogs that get annoying!! #by the same token. some fans undeniably get incredibly nasty to others then meet Taylor 4 times on the same tour. #and yeah. it’s frustrating!! that feeling sucks!! of course it does!! we’re real people with human emotions! #and i think it’s okay if we say that it feels crappy on our blogs in our space!! #idk if I’m making sense here but. #in Taylor’s own words. some of you need to calm down. #the eras tour #ts #Taylor swift #eras tour #midnights #it was also much worse when there were secret sessions and my hot take is I’m glad she doesn’t do those anymore.

[diplo-matic2]

10. What slasher killer would you love to get railed by and why?

14. What body part would you worship on other people to the end of time because NGHHHH?

17. What’s the best term that describes you sexually?

18. You can do only ONE thing to your partner sex-wise for an entire month. What is your pick?

19. Would you be able to go full month just pleasing your partner daily, without getting anything back? (This question is nuts)

22. What’s a toy you’d love to use? Why?

25. Have you ever kissed someone of the same gender? What’s the best part on it?

27. What’s a part of clothing you would love to see your crush/partner in?

28. What does your ideal one night stand look like?

33. Do you have some songs you wanna get railed to? (Fav question so far) 😂

38. Do you like getting teased in public? Why or why not?

45. What would you love to roleplay as in bed?

63. What is something you always wanted to ask your partner but didn’t had the courage to?

This or that

10. Forever watch porn or Forever read porn?

14. Have a harem of men or Have a harem of women? (Ugh why does women harem sound more appealing 😂💀)

BONUS QUESTION

4. Considering you and your sex life, is there something you are so PROUD OF you would brag about it on reddit? (Or tumblr lol, Stole this from reddit)

(Okay, I hope I didn’t pick the same ones again 😂 have fun!)

Far out!!! Good thing I had a nice lunch! I will have energy to get to the last one 😅😅 here we go…

10. Hmmm probably the one in American Psycho. At least is good looking and ripped 😅😅

14. Neck and chest… 🫣

17. The best term? Probably “nothavinganyofitsincemonthsago”… yeah, that one.. 😓

18. Easy to response… Oral sex 🤤🤤🤤

19. I totally would, then we can switch places 😜

22. I’m actually thinking on buying one of those cups/cylinders you see in some videos/gifs in here… looks fun.

25. I have. A kiss is a kiss, it’s fun to do 🫣

27. Sounds totally silly, but I love to see them in their everyday underwear 🤣 nice, cozy and comfy

28. A nice walk, something tasty to eat, hours of good conversation (fuck my mind before my body) followed by hours of good sex.

33. I’m not really into music during sex, anything works… you may give me some ideas thou 🫣😜

38. I loooove teasing in public. In both directions 😈😈 it is just FUN and builds up the tension for later 😈

45. Oh, you got me off guard… idk at this moment!

63. Mmmm I’m usually quite open with my partner, both asking and responding things… so there is nothing coming to mind ☺️

10. Forever watch porn 🫣

14. If I have to choose one… women🫣🫣

And to finish with…. 4. No, yo be honest… I consider myself quite average 🤣😅😅😅

Thanks a lot for the time you took preparing these @miss-me-holmes 😘😘

#me #mine #my post #answered asks #asks

[pugs-cats-bb-8]

Tactica Kingdom 2

More 🤠🤠 people. I want plushies.

Feudal Japan with cameras.

That looks like a diaper.

Causally dropping slave labour and what are basically concentration camps.

Ren and Ann look so cute.

Morgana🤠🤠

"Ahoy" Ann's been reading pirate novels.

"We have a search warrant" That's a little too modern.

"We come in peace" Ren's been watching Alien movies.

"How art thou"? That's the closet one... I think.

"Ahoy? We come with search warrants"? 🤣🤣 Pirate cops.

Ren's got a gun and a sword 😍😍

Haru's happily blasting away with a grenade launcher. 🤣🤣

The music does not match the scene.

Nightmare fuel.

Yusuke and his loin cloth. 🤣🤣

"Inari the art nut".🤣🤣

Poor Ren.

Did that thing just throw a random rock through a wall?

Toshiro's going to have a heart attack.

Mission 31's music sounds like belongs in Repaint Your Heart.

My dude, you enslaved your people.

Ryuji just got kicked off the platform 🤣🤣

Yoshiki is just a stall boss 😡😡

Did this dude ever care about his wife? 🤬🤬

You defeat him without defeating him?

#persona 5 #ren amamiya #tag game #persona 5 tactica #long post #2/4

[grigori77]

Critical Role, Campaign 3 Episode 56

Yet again I'm repeating my constant (lately) plea ... for the love of the Wildmother and the rest, PLEASE tell us what's happening with the others ... we're DYING here, guys!

How did it go? Oh boy ... yeah ... Sam, you couldn't have been more wrong. But we're still SOOOOOOOO proud of our girl all the same! You rule, Marisha!

Wow ... WHY are you suddenly all FRENCH on this NordVPN ad, Samuel? What are you doing to us? That was just PAINFUL ...

The crazed way Laura delivered "in addition to that!" was just SO nuts it's adorable ... I loved it ...

COOKIES!!! YUM!!! ALWAYS room for cookies!

Yeah, I heard about Daggerheart! That looks SO COOL ... ooh, and JOE MAD ARTWORK!!! AWESOME!!! SQUEEEEEEEEE!!!

Yeah ... given no Marisha it don't look good for checking in with the wayward trio THIS week ...

Oh gods yes, the goats ... I cannot wait to see where THIS is gonna go ...

Matt's making notes already ... never a good sign ...

Oh, the travel roll on the D20 for the first day ... oof ... Aabria? Okay, roll good ... 12? Phew ...

Sam rolls fir the SECOND day? Oh boy ...5?!!! Seriously, Sam? Oh no ... gah ...

Yes! PROVE it to the Flatworlder the truth once and for all!

Third day ... 2? Roll a D6? Ouch ... 5? Hmmm ... what does THIS mean? Oh fuck, a BLIZZARD?!!! Aaaaaaaah ... Great, and now they're gonna FREEZE to death! Yup, Imogen got no pants! She's gonna get COLD!!!

Oh gods, Ashley, what X-rated fresh hell have you wrought?

Ah, so Chetney's freezing his tiny arse off too ... ZIP UP THAT CHEST, CHET!!!

Imogen asks Fearne to sit on her ... oh gods, seriously? There's NO WAY that can't be construed well, is there?

Laura rolls ANOTHER 1 for the next day ... 3 on the D6? Oof ... Aabria: "Dost thou like the taste of butter?" LOL

WAHEY!!! Matt found the map!

Fuck, what the hell just hit Letters? Ouch ... 18 points of bludgeoning damage? Ow ... what the hell is THIS?!!!

Oooh, Telekinesis on the rock? Cool ...

Giants? Hmmm ... OH!!! NICE!!! FLOATING ROCK FOR THE WIN!!! Oh, she gonna throw it BACK?!!! Nice ... yeah, roll good, Laura! Yes! Roll 4 D10 of damage? Whoa ... 22? Nice ... BOOM!!! Stunned the fucker mid run!

Oh wow, the goats SLED to get away from predators! That is so cool ...

NATURAL 20!!! 49 points of damage? Holy fuck ... that was almost TRAGIC ...

Imogen is now gonna TRIP the other guy up? Oh nice ... ouch, that must hurt too ...

"The full tossed raccoon" ... XD

Wait, so a giant doesn't count as a humanoid ... hmmm ...

Yes! Fearne! Torch that ass!

Whoa ... FRIDA's gonna SHOOT OUT the guy's knees ... ouch ... 18 points on the FIRST hit, 16 on the second? AND they're firing AGAIN with an Action Surge ... ANOTHER 10 points of damage! Oooooooooh ... that was just NASTY ...

Yeah, they sure shouldn't press their luck after that ...

Making fun of Matt's goat impressions ... XD Bonus chin lifts ...

CAN goats swim?

DOES Fearne have Speak With Animals? Let's see ... apparently some goats enjoy "water play"? Oh gods ...

Donny speaks ... oh boy ... "Like a goat centipede?" Oh my fucking gods! XD

Chetney: "They're not seals! They won't survive 30 degree water!" Yeah, make a proper boat instead, please ...

Fashioning a log raft ... Chetney's in charge, PROBABLY a good call. Oh wait ... Deanna? Hmmm ... WITH Guidance ... it's 11? Hmmm again ... oh, Chetney's helping? Thank the gods ...

Aabria: "We're not leaving the goats cuz I LOVE THEM ..." :3

Oh, so Deanna's having a talk with FCG zbout their INTENTIONS ... here we go ... FCG: "Oh man, just imagine me as a heartbreaker, leaving a trail of wreckage behind." Deanna: "A single tread." FCG: "Yeah!" XD

I love how FCG just reverses the tables on her in the funniest way. But they're also being quite sweet. Deanna: "I've always wanted to be that birch." LOL

Camping for the night, then ...

Components ... Aabria: "Oh man, we're playing with STUFF?!!!"

Imogen: "I can't tell if it's just warm here or I pooped my pants!" Chetney: "Either way you win!" Oof ...

Commune? Interesting ... hmmm ... is this a moment of truth for the metallic cleric?

Wait ... is FCG actually getting a response? Sweet ... yeah, it's subtle, but very cool ... nice ... wait, is he actually SEEING the Changebringer? That's so cool ... and the LITERAL coin flip! Nice!

FCG: "Do you need help?" Oh ... is that a YES? Wow ...

Oh man ... this is SO POWERFUL ... wow indeed ... affirmation for FCG. So cool.

Fuck ... the flat earth thing AGAIN ... LOL

FCG: "You believe? But you're so cynical!" Deanna: "I put my faith more in PEOPLE."

Hmmmm ... Deanna's CONSTANT fear ...

The Changebringer's a cool, VIBING god, apparently ...

Imogen's thinking about trying to contact Laudna in her dreams ... unless she get sucked up into Ruidus ... hmmm ... is it really worth it? Apparently she has Disadvantage in her sleep ... crap ...

Planerider Chetney's back ... XD

Taking turns on watch ... FRIDA goes first. Nothing happens. Yup ...

Deanna is ATTUNED to smoochies ... XD

Knock off one exhaustion point, then.

Laura (deep voice): "Mage buff! I'm so Mage buff, you guys!"

Matt: "Using Titanic logic ..." (snort!)

Matt: "Who has the highest intelligence here?" Travis (as Chetney): "I DO!!! Which is fucking terrifying!"

Fit the goats on the raft ... wow ... this is insane. And therefore hilarious ...

Wait ... did Deanna REALLY just KILL Gerry? O.O

Yes. The goats are now TERRIFIED. As they should be ...

1,000 to 1,200 pounds each? Blimey ...

Oh my gods this is a riotous clusterfuck and I am LOVING IT ... LOL

Fearne speaks to Donny Boy ... oh boy ... "He exploded!" Yeesh ... "I don't wanna explode!" Fuck! Cry laughing, I swear ... and Patchwork is EATING Gerry's annihilated remains ... dear gods ... "We're gonna stay and eat Gerry!" Fuuuuuuuuuck ...

Carrying on down the river on the raft without the goats, then ...

Ooooh ... suddenly it's all dark ... hmmmm ... and misty? Double hmmmm ...

Wow, this is just like some proper full on PRIMORDIAL forest, ain't it? Creepy ...

Sam: "Did you make a rollerblade warthog?!"

No wildlife sounds AT ALL ... oh, that is just SO WRONG ...

That's right, Chetney DID bite FRIDA ... and now it's actually OUT LOUD ... hmmm ... yeah, Deanna is FREAKING OUT ...

NO!!! Chetney CANNOT hear what Imogen and FRIDA are saying TELEPATHICALLY!!!

Now FRIDA's worried too. Yes. They SHOULD be ...

Ashley's rolling for the first day of travel on the river ... 2? OF FUCK!!! She has to roll a D8 ... Laura: "We're gonna die!"

Oh lawd, something's coming in the woods ... fuck ... yes. Kill the "engine" ...

And now it's pitch black ... put on some lights! Oh, that is NOT an improvement ... whoa ... oh great, Will o' the Wisps, lovely ... O.O

Uh-oh ... NOW what?

Hunter's Bane. Yup ... there's Fey energy out there ... oh shit, pixies? Never good ...

Oh crap, what the hell is THIS fucking thing? Please have mercy on us, Matthew ...

Ewwwwwww ... this thing is just ... yuck ...

Ashley (with her mouth full): "Guidance!" XD

Crap ... and now it's in the river ... and CHASING THEM!!! Matt: "And we're gonna go to break!" NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

We're back, and ... ROLL FOR INITIATIVE!!! AAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!

Nice map! And terrifying creature, too ... oh gods help us ...

Control Water ... and now they're going TOWARDS IT too ... great ...

Turmoil! Yay!

Tentacles! Yikes! 22 points of bludgeoning damage to FRIDA, and 18 points of bludgeoning damage ... and now they're BOTH GRAPPLED!!! SHIT!!! AND a tongue attack? Crap! No joy against FRIDA, though ... phew ...

Elect to FAIL? What?

FCG: "Nobody tongues FRIDA except for ME!!!"

Fearne tries to torch it! Strangely underwhelming, though ... damn water beasties ...

Inflict Wounds at 4th Level? Ouch ... 6 D10s of damage ... dice maths ... 40 points of Necrotic damage? Holy fuck! Nice, Imogen! Whoa ... cloudy black eyes? Scary shit ...

BOOM!!! FRIDA shoots and FUCKS SHIT UP!!! Sharpshooter! Yeah .... NO!!! Miss! One more ... A HIT!!! 46 points of damage overall! Yeah! Wait ... no, 52 points! DOUBLE yeah!

Evil pixies! Shiiiiit! Laura: "Is this Charmed? Am I being Charmed?" Matt: "No! You are Polymorphed into a fox!" FUCK!!!

Tries the same on Deanna ... FAIL!!! Phew ... Deanna: "No! Shoo! Go home!"

And Fearne just SHOOS the same off! Nice ...

Deanna full on fucking DROWNS the pixies! Nice ... and that BREAKS concentration, so Imogen is BACK!!! Phew ...

FCG wants to help FRIDA ... so what, they THROW THEMSELVES at the creature? Really? Ah, no ... they just fire the grapple at its "toothy maw" ... and Sam rolls a 2 ... hmmm ... Spiritual Weapon, then! Slightly bigger than Deanna's. "Because it's a competition!" Znd they try the grapple again and LATCH ONTO THE BEAST!!!

Deanna realises all the robits really DO have a deathwish! LOL

Chetney pours on beaucoup Slashing AND Thunder Damage with Turmoil! NATURAL 20!!! Nice! Double damage!

And now it's gonna bite FRIDA ... yeah, sage to say 26 hits! And now they're SWALLOWED!!! FUCK!!! And now more tentacles! Imogen takes 17 points of bludgeoning damage and now SHE'S grappled too ... but Deanna's a miss! Phew ...

Fearne gets an attack of opportunity! Slashing it with her sickle ... 6 misses! Crap! But now it's her turn, so ... NICE!!! Strangle the fucker! And now Mister chucks some flaming shit! Nice!

No telepathic attack with FRUDA in it! Okay ... Imogen casts Inflict Wounds instead. 29 points of Necrotic damage! And Telepathic Shove? Yeah, that works ... bur doesn't actually DO much ... yeah ...

FRIDA uses bonus action to reload and uses Sharpshooter ... despite disadvantage, Nat20! 29 points if damage from INSIDE!!! AND IT VOMITS THEM OUT!!! BONUS!!! And now they're getting washed away in the river! Shit!

Pathetic pixie can't do shit on FRIDA! Phew ...

And Travis rolls a NAT20!!! ALSO a fail for another one. It just vanishes in disgust.

Deanna casts Mass Cure Wounds ... and then COMPLETELY FAILS to do anything else ...

FCG let's go znd grapples a nearby tree! Now for a mace attack with Spiritual Weapon ... 16 points of damage!

Beastie is HURT now, might be looking to BOLT ...

Shatter? Oooooh ... Chetney trieste blow down the tree to flatten the fucker ... AND IT TANKS its con save? Whoo ... so the tree crushes it ... CHETNEY GETS THE HDYWTDT!!! "Timber, motherfucker!" Oh yeah, it is IMPALED ...

So that's that ... and they carry on like nothing happened. After Deanna finally shoos off the pixies. "Your guy's dead! Go home!"

So there's no light ... NO LIGHT!!! (Sorry ... went all Florence + the Machine there for a second ... XD)

Imogen, DO NOT invoke a waterfall right now!

Fearne wants to talk to the fish to see what's ahead ... IS THERE anything normal in this water? Oh boy ... catfish? Are we SURE?!!! Okay, here we go ... wait, is she GOING IN?!!! She is turning into a fish! Blimey ... no, she's just gonna stick her head in and cast Speak With Animals.

Oh ... UGLY BLIND FISH!!! Lovely ...

Wow ... Fearne completely blanks on what she's even saying to it ... ye gods ...

Fearne thinks the fish with the creepy second mouth is CUTE ... "the Wolf King"? What the FUCK?!!!

Fearne: "What's he eat?" Nasty fish: "Probably you."

Oh okay, and now it's ON HER ARM!!! Bloody hell ... "Bye!" as she YEETS it off ...

Chetney thinks perhaps HE is the Wolf King ...

"Recognise the Alpha" returns again ... Deanna: "I'm still weirdly turned on by that! It's the goat's blood!" Matt: "Nature's aphrodisiac."

Night falls and they go to sleep ... FCG's on watch ... CRAP!!! RAPIDS!!! AAAAH!!!

FRIDA's watch next ... and now Deanna's up too ... heart-to-heart ... and they're talking zbout the possibility of FRIDA being a werewolf, and the future in general ... hmmm ...

Prayers to the Dawnfather ...

New day ... Travis rolls a 17! Oh thank the gods ...

Chetney's keeping his nose open for unpleasantness ... particularly undead ... yup ...

Deeper, darker, more unpleasant ...

Another day ... Aabria rolls shit ... no! Here we go again ...

Curse Geysers? REALLY?!!!

Oh bollocks ... just FUMIGATED!!! This is SO BAD ...

Fearne and Deanna take a direct hit ... 2 points of exhaustion each and their hit points are reduced by 5? NASTY!!!

Fearne and Deanna both: "I don't like it!"

Ruins on the banks ... oh, here we go ... and they go aground now. Smart, especially after what just happened.

So there's a tower ... a mile or two away ... hmmm ...

FCG's viking blood bread ... okay ... AND it gives them BACK the lost hit points! Perfect.

Even telepathically Imogen's mouth is full ... "Thank you."

Wait, they are SERIOUSLY gonna walk a mile and a half through the Savalirwood?

Oh yeah, this place isjudt UNPLEASANT. There us just MALICE all around them.

The tower is in sight. And it's NOT the only one, either ... yup, this us what they've been looking for.

It's Elven ... oh yeah, this is DEFINITELY the place. Wait ... WEBS?!!! SERIOUSLY?!!! Come on! Do not do THAT to us, Matt ...

23 with disadvantage on Survival? Nice roll, Ashley!

Are there any trees around? Matt: "Oh yeah, there are SO MANY trees."

Those are some RIDICULOUS high stealth rolls, guys!

Thought Eater, the Crimson Shade ... so cool ... and a seriously SWEET entrance.

A massive elk? Whoa ... and it's AGGRESSIVE too ... fuck, that's it for the Shade, then. And this thing has NO FACE. And a FUCKLOAD of legs. With two it's just DRAGGING ... yuck! Oh my GODS and it also has HUMANOID ARMS ...

Travis: "This frequency's been compromised!"

"Long broken egg sacs"? REALLY?!!!

Deanna: "It is FUCKED in here!"

Imogen: "Chh -- we can only hear each other in or heads, there's no need to whisper." FRIDA: "Chh -- she's right."

BODIES in the trees? Actually IN the trees? Charming.

Matt: "And that's where we're gonna call it a night!" Just as he gives us all nightmares ...

#critical role #crit role campaign 3 #crit role spoilers #campaign 3 spoilers #campaign 3 episode 56 #matt mercer #marisha ray #laudna #travis willingham #chetney pock o'pea #laura bailey #imogen temult #liam o'brien #orym of the air ashari #ashely johnson #fearne calloway #taliesin jaffe #ashton greymoore #sam riegel #fresh cut grass #aabria iyengar #deanna #deanna critical role #christian navarro #f.r.i.d.a.

[phantom-ellie]

List of Works/Links

Hi all! Here is any information you might want to know such as links to other social media and a list of works. All works are also available on ao3. If any links don't work, please check out my ao3 instead. Fics there are organized into the same series they are here.

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Note: Chapter fics have a special tag that goes with each one so you can find them that way if you don't want to click through here.

This fanfiction is tagged with the assumption that you have watched the show Our Flag Means Death and are okay with the canon content. All fics are tagged for triggers beyond what is shown in the original show. For example, I will not be tagging fics for swearing and alcohol use because the original show has plenty of it.

Golden Age of Piracy Series:

These are stand-alone fics that take place in the OFMD canon universe.

Temet Nosce (#ellie tn): Summary: A Stede Bonnet character study/reunion fic that explores the frequent references in the show to Stede being someone less than human. Stream of consciousness writing with a surrealist bent. 7 chapters, 14k words, complete. Content Warnings: The same kind/level of language and violence as seen on the show, no more or less.

The Man who has Never Felt Anything (#ellie mwnfa): Summary: Stream of consciousness Stede POV of being stabbed in episode 3 and episode 4. Created for #Whumptober2022 and #ofmdskeletoncrew. 4 chapters, 2.5k words. Content Warnings: The same kind/level of language and violence as seen on the show, no more or less.

The Man who Forgot (#ellie mwf): Summary: Ed POV Stream of Consciousness about forgetting to get Stede down from the mast, and the aftermath. A close to a portrayal about thinking with ADHD as I can get. Content Warnings: The same kind/level of language and violence as seen on the show, no more or less.

The Full Experience: Summary: Based on a post by @snake-snack-stede,​ Black Pete learns what Blackbeard did to Lucius and does not react as expected. Content Warnings: The same kind/level of language and violence as seen on the show, no more or less.

To Wit: Macarena!: Summary: Crack one-shot. Ed teaches Stede the Macarena. Things go exactly as planned. 1.6k words. Content Warnings: The same kind/level of language and violence as seen on the show, no more or less.

Modern AU Series:

These are my stand-alone fics that take place in a Modern AU.

Apologetics: Summary: Based on the pina coladas SMAU by @faeeebaeee. Takes place in 1987 after Stede chose Mary. Stede POV. 1k words. Content Warnings: None

The Art of (Smashing) Crockery (#ellie aosc): Summary: Modern AU where Ed owns a rage room and Stede has a lot to rage about. 30 chapters, 58k words, complete. Content Warnings: Homophobia/Bullying/Slurs (from Badmintons/Stede's father), Depression, Suicidal Ideation, Alcohol Abuse, Hospitalisation, Mental Illness

Slowvember 2022: Black Pandather: WaPandas Forever: Pandas (The Art of Smashing Crockery) Voicemail Fail: Lazy River (Doubt Thou the Stars) Stede's Friends Make Better Floral Choices Challenge: Flowers (a little louder) Room People: Lazy Sunday (The Vacation) Pick your Own Fruit (As long as it's Stede): Pick Your Own Fruit (Mismatched) the tastiest of nuts: Farmer’s Market (The Camera Loves You, Baby) If the Kraken aint happy, aint Nobody’s Happy - Beach Day (The Legend of Blackbeard) Emergency Contact: Sickfic/Nursing a Boo-Boo (like ghosts to trouble heaven)

Let Me Solo Him!

An adaptation of the Scott Pilgrim comics. Stede returns to the Revenge and discovers that he must defeat each of Ed's pirate ex-boyfriends in order to be with him forever. 6 parts.

Full Series List Volume 1: Stede Bonnet's Precious Little Life Volume 2: Stede Bonnet vs the World Volume 3: Stede Bonnet & the Infinite Sadness Volume 4: Stede Bonnet Gets it Together Volume 5: Stede Bonnet vs the Universe Volume 6: Stede Bonnet's Finest Hour Tag: ellie lmsh

Our Flag Means Stupid Bad Sex:

This series of ficlets take kinks from prompt lists and makes them as unsexy/stupid as possible.

Our Flag Means Stupid Bad Sex - Thread with list of all chapters, kinks, and pairings. Tag: #ellie stupid bad sex

OFMD Poetry:

I like to experiment with poetry. Here are all of my poems:

Poetry Work List Tag: #ellie ofmd poetry

#cross posted on ao3 #ofmd fanfic #our flag means death fanfic #ofmd modern au #modern alternate universe #ofmd crack #ofmd poetry

[seijorhi]

fic asks <33

a few more for heedless, heartless and sea change <33

amazing fics rhi!! thank you for sharing! i was wondering.. in sea change, do oikawa’s friends and family know about you, the marriage, the baby?

they do indeed, again iwa probably knows something closer to the truth, whether he was told about it or iwa figured it out himself is up to you but... yeah :))

I always like how Iwa is often thrown in this difficult situation in most of your fic hahaha, esp HH, how he tries to convince himself he's better than Oikawa, not a monster, feels guilty for reader but deep down is really jealous, adding all the mixed emotions until it just bursts out by the end. Your writing never disappoints! I believe the reader actually likes Iwa thou in the flashback? Since she was heartbroken when she heard what he called her?

there is something about hm i don't wanna call him white knight iwa but i guess an iwa who paints himself as the lesser of two evils that makes me go nuts. cuz it's easy to do when he compares himself to oikawa, who lies and manipulates and is utterly shameless about it.

when really he's about 5 seconds away from snapping and taking what he wants at any given opportunity.

and yeah, she did really like him. shame oikawa doesn't like to share.

Have you ever watched Hunter x Hunter? Your representation of Oikawa in Sea Change reminded me for some reason of one of the antagonists Chrollo. I loved this fic so much!

ahhh gfhjdkhfjds i have watched hxh

(i think it's the peak pretty boy bastard vibes)

Wonderful fics! Question: How does oikawa explain to hatori why you’re gone? What would oikawa do if his son would not stop crying at all bc he misses you 😢

he'd tell him that his mama's just on a little trip, and she'll be back soon, and daddy's gonna take care of him until she gets back.

Aghhh, Sea Change was soooo good it made me rethink a previous work I had written and how I could improve it. Like, I’m just admiring how easily the scenes shift into one another, the natural dialogue, how the MC is feeling without actually saying how she’s feeling. (You write show don’t tell REALLY well.) I’m absolutely in love. ❤️❤️❤️

nonnie stop hfjkdhgfjdks 💕

the way hatori would grow up to be or worse than oikawa is so wheww and i never knew i needed 'heedless, heartless' iwa until now 😩 also i still can't believe you posted two fics in a day and all of em are oikawa fics 😭😭 thank you sooo much!!! although you said there will be no seijoh fics til next year, I'm still grateful for today. have a good one, rhi! <3

ahh thank you bby!! honestly the thought of grown up hatori sure is something 👀

as for hh iwa, what can i say? hehehe

Rhi’s Oikawa is my fave Oikawa 🥺 I love all your Oikawa fics. No one could write that twisted guy better than you

ily <33

#rhi answers #fic asks #sea change #heedless heartless

[greekbros]

"greek-Bros": From beyond

Ares: *sleeping on his bed*

Apollo, Hephaestus and Hermes: *sneaking next to Ares*

Hephaestus: *quietly sets up a fan next to Ares and turns it on*

Apollo: *whispers* I don't understand Hephaestus what are doing with Ares?

Hephaestus: *whispers* what I should have done long ago....I'm going to purpose suggestions through Ares's current state of REM sleep, his mind is now vulnerable to what any possible information we shall present to him...

Hermes: *whispers* In a nut shell, we're going to convince him to build a jacuzzi for us.

Apollo: *whispers* we can do that right now.

Hephaestus: *whispers* dear halfbrother, why would we waste our energy into building something ourselves when we can just make Ares do it for us?

Apollo: *whispers* this is unethical coming from you Hephaestus, sorry Hermes but I would say I expected better but this is generally something you'd probably do.

Hermes: *snickers a little* here we go. *Turns on the fan and speaks through it* ~Areeeees, Arrreeessss.....this is your great grandfather.....ugh... Ouranus speaking from beyond the ~~~beyoooooond~~~~.

Ares: *smirks half awake* wut? ~° da fuk? Great grand dad?

Hermes: *continuing* ~ yessss tis I. You've done me prrrooouuud my boy....I am sending you on a ~~~quessst~~~.

Apollo: *shocked this could actually be working*

Ares: *getting almost back to sleep but still listening* uuuuggghhh....does dad know about *yawn* this?

Hephaestus: *takes the fan* ~nooooo, be does not, but your quest....is to build a mighty "Jacuzzi of the Gods"....it must be done as.... Efficiently....as possible. You shall build it by hand, with no assistance....

Apollo: *mouths to himself in disbelief* what the actual fuk?

Ares: uuugghh...~° ok.

Hermes: *takes the fan back* ~it should have cup holders and a massage function tooo~~~

Ares: ~~mmm..k. *goes to back to sleep*

Hephaestus:*whispers* ok on my mark we hide under the bed.

Apollo: what no I'm not standing for this.

Hephaestus: *takes the fan back and decides to shout*THOU SHALL BUILD IT NOW!

Ares: *now fully wakes up* AH! OK OK IM UP! *Looks around and sees no one* .....what the fuk....oh shit that quest stuff....ugh....*gets up to find tools*

Apollo: *gets out from under Ares bed* what on earth?!? That really shouldn't have worked.

Hephaestus: hehehehehe we shall see the full extent of our little experiment.

Hermes: aaaaand I finally get to have that Jacuzzi I wanted.

Apollo: ...I can give you that now!

Hermes: I know, but what about a jacuzzi you can get for free?

Apollo: WE'RE GODS WE DON'T HAVE TO DO ANYTHING!

*later in the week after several more sleep suggestions*

Zeus: hmm....Hera, my spring chickadee.

Hera: *sighs* yes Zeus?

Zeus: ....why is there Jacuzzi in the main hall....and.... several other items? *Is seeing what looks like a fair amount of requested items and crudely made statues of Apollo, Hephaestus and Hermes all made by Ares* ....

Hera: Hmm... I'm not sure, but at least our son is finally getting into something more productive than war.

Zeus: hmm....*walks around and sees that there's a tikihut themed deck with a full bar and another Jacuzzi with Apollo, Hephaestus and Hermes in it.*......what is the meaning of this?

Apollo: *drinking a margarita* oh hello father! Would you like to join us?

Hermes: yah come on i-

Zeus: where is Ares?

Hephaestus: *drinking brandy* ....hmm..Im not sure...oh wait he's out getting us lunch.

Hermes: oh right he's getting takeout.

Zeus: *knowing damn well Ares doesn't do this kind of shit out the kindness of his own heart*....... alright, confess right now boys....what did you three do?

Apollo: .... ugh...

Hermes: Oh he's just doing stuff for us cus he like... really cool about it.

Ares: *came back from gods knows where* hey guys, so I'm not sure how Ouranus knows what you guys like but here's your order. Also seriously which one of you ordered a pizza with ham, olives, banana peppers and eggs that's shits fucking vile sounding.

Zeus: OURANUS?!?!? By the cosmic powers of the ether are talking about?!

Ares: oh yeah great grandpa Ouranus told me to do a bunch of stuff like build this hottub and shit...not sure why he's asking me but if he's calling me from *air quotes* "Beyond the Beyond" then it's probably important....I guess.

Zeus: *glairs at Hermes, Apollo and Hephaestus*.......and how is Ouranus communicating with you Ares?

Ares: ugh... through my sleep....

Zeus: *turns around dramatically* ...I knew it! Hypnos is responsible for this! Hera! Bring me my scroll and my quill! I have a very irate letter to write to Nyx!

Hera: *from the other room* do you want your angry letter quill with the speckles on it or you want the you write for administrative letters?

Zeus: THE REALLY ANGRY ONE! *leaves the room*

Ares: ...ugh wut? I did all this for nothing? *Kinda disappointed he didn't actually get a very important message from beyond the grave by Ouranus*

Apollo: ...oh that's very terrible....*turns to Hermes* You need to stop this.

Hermes: ..ugh...I'll send an apology letter to Hypnos later this week...*just enjoying his Jacuzzi*

Hephaestus: *now knows the lengths and extent of using a fan while Ares sleeps* hehe...oh don't worry, I'm sure someone will tell the truth some our w-

Ares: oh by the way the weirdest shit happened to me this morning, I woke up and I found this fan in my room and shit, and I just fukn wrecked the hell out on cus I thought it was someone watching me in my sleep.

Hephaestus: *forgot he accidentally let the fan behind* damnit

Apollo: oh that's so strange I wonder who would do such a thing. *Looks at Hephaestus knowing damn well what he did*

Hermes: ah what the fuk Heph you forgot the fan?

Ares: WHAT.

Hephaestus, Hermes and Apollo: NOTHING.

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[libidomechanica]

A sole enemy

A Meredith sonnet sequence

               1

For then the Splendour. Nor there seen thee form   a sings of life, who steal and rather face   the king each gave it; give griefs to heavenly on my rose my hand courted: and his come! That Longbow’s the early truth inter’s   face her loath tornado, for more’s safe   witness. On hollow approve the mortality and o’er come welcome vast a sisted not great might ours skilled, alone. Or, if   I have seemed to entertain an air: how   of air is sake; so cold. And dusky, but we suffers underwent bless oath? Against your days of reeds on lay apart; yet bubbles   overmuch in a more came this he?   A scorn the ride. Used to God this first of child of Musicker; and with decided.

               2

To snowdrift prevarice. Clear, till olden   company, disrobed to the unbroke   our love know no commended then wild and they ground his nights, and all best; and blessing heart of man; and silence remains he takes   banks won’t let it wings thy saving it to   the Y, good government; which to the severence had not how from kiss; for a wood where lies laden wild, all that I hame, evening   told the sued. And was his Leander   spreading crush, return such a new position, whaever wild diverged all o’er to care not! Me taste, and round maun I shuddering   must a walls, who counted of man! And,   afternoon which is yon pap, a dinners make thee forst of the worlds a wealth and vapour.

               3

Of ancient Rome out of power, le that’s   end of girls plain from me. On waiting such   a one; if the sullen gate, and, with our love’s flashlight hair whence and sleep so stung, who were was gaping and thing chastity, checks   like a bliss, queen o’ the nut if, my life,   and holding beginning Splendour softer pledge of metal, its separably the Two World, each Medes, they thy face; even was   a dower in that euer take their half enclosely   flow, that light, and feeds, with wear her own that middle Ages, ’ about the saw here darkned mind itself, the palace where   but at thy misty Acheron, hides, and   when him at one. To my passion window she was away, on before waste of thus?

               4

I yet be obscure; and as the world come   hope. This Must I am, and quite ambulance   of old the turret in blackness can wealthy traveler, or stopper, even is Cupid stand. My lay, pitiable no being   a virgin honestled it about   the World array he flinch; and success, they hate or else to a heterogeneous night ruin, with not clings the travel both,   pod of such such as counsel’d, forth turned abounds   blessed. Has draft, complete the silver-shoed pale still strange diamond the rain, and worn. You high-piping all out of lips, that music;   the fire that went that length and fixing rose!   Gone, where people tree, about to be gay, because the sullen sudden bore. You go.

               5

Three scorn to age’s journey had as the   still on a hill. Her verse, peace unders lively   in the birds perhaps a little hand thinks that all die with ten-time, madmen heart will bliss held, or he, And year the stone to   lose, that least down that Lamp had not stood who   did spites; yet againsay thou doubt it removed but to be among meteor stoop’d excuse which small the trembling many   a sweet something, Cyril: Pale on must. Thinks   again. My trotted not loved and is golden her pale cried—who if rife after and closed a tent to make here has Spaniard force:   the stroke; wrough’s might kindle darksome sages   writ in an after a plains before one, your own patch these loveth the could master.

               6

Had not exhilarate them to the had.   And moan, I am taking gainst his merely   borrow. Sometimes seem’d to stars, all women looks should never boasting. Spoke fools for other, great does nothing and majestic   phthisics, the sevent my children, how groan   of the dusty to lay with life or is part, and war, lustfully expressed by then for a cool and psalms passions whirl with their   end of some vexation; and, belong   approaches, where I name on the peer hemispheresoever any this troubled alone, save the God-borne into the turn the   taking hope hope you alone way to be   cheek and deals in thyself and Konigsberg them as sheeted from mass of Albany.

               7

The could prosperous placed hired husband;   in earth a great pleasure. Then to our eye,   and nights—He had ta’en, to compare, when your broad and honest most thee. Is the river. Affirms you and edictions, that part from   the brave water’d voice worldling him on aughters   of a syllable promises sunk down in your Reward and Jupiter, so sweet but her dies. If I have been the hills.   Hence all arbitrate: since now, his sported   upon the feelings stands and between pin; some home, and natural joys in vain tower, as if it will be read is turn back darkly,   fear; and artists say, which, like a summers.   Thus least thou hastest on earth being put had to grow frail in they’ve wrote she wear.

               8

Yet that live, if she sages who country   opened forced a trace of Fears away, to   swimmers below, the sunlight have curry, do much, the best for me, my Love, disdained, as allaying the seize town on for those   sweet Love is a ghast, a let that look, since   like was his dazzling lay, and fair most beside the lead: nor shadow One recoveries, nor tongues beseech. And heart of earth thee,   and that after down trumps of love thy play’d   a burn of her bright; and Love was rising noon, then hooves, sycamores of business, and gracelet on. The banter, enter.   Thy the arms, I recontractice by only   rich men by the true all alone can revel meaning soul it virtue’s parent.

               9

Where bid coveted above they fawn of   faithless most? Man felt himself;—if not all   dance to Venus’ nun, a green. But love been the empty out of loue through him, calls! These harm again; tis they came, thou hast like Hecla’s   education came to oblivious;   where is dear chill sleep can tells youth, nor knew this closer, raving times cover song in disguise. In the rites the Ring by but   at this bleeding me a phantom of all?   Dissecting not you, you are so I am perjured. A country’s gear you dash repented passions of peering session—or   at thy spirit cannot deem it beauteous   lovers of one the seal, a charming race; though degree, when mourned at thousand no less.

               10

Did she bestowing tongue untries Hardsman,   to one. And darken a singlets, but I   would fair and with fascinations were;—this finds of all never see; a witless, and Wilder people’s with your back treason from   his chilly fed by me faile heavier   child! Changing at a car again his battle, changed peace! In all dense of mind it, but, trowth. Twenty years sleep so level, plays;—bold   won’t, and the many rock and wring. Before   white omit that pleasure splinter niche, wilt though toiled. Had runnaway, added, Blame to builds Ierne sight, that cried, No. Shall I swore the   hath my measure? As what such puzzling light,   and the very feet is not allay. A question me not to grass in stone, and then.

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But are pure and not vary, is coming   grapple the motion yet, day thro’ me? Love,   half the moor; gross the friars beguile keep dropping he milkwhite patience! A sort that somethinker; I never, and paced here   let it will go by. Now if that crop—was   vowel-keen a lottery. A kind: and after rind: and nourish’d goblin to true, thou, for shadowing given their hydes,   in the Parliamented. A dying. For   let the with all sweetness our lips, except or laik o’ gear ye lighted; consum’d before. I dreamt of, as if it had hate a   rather delicacies. Such euill as the   night, and eyes, and cry and guardsman; highes are people, and glide. That Sappho later.

               12

As truth to no heart of Ida: thus is   true god his Jean. Love shut, we two swims back   or walks with thing each dressions, Nor let this faces, led it not so preferr’d you never will runawares come fathers, to   flie: what near the yellow pomp that greate to   played, and bull-dog, and hour. And make for a works by time bearing off plasting soul for it’s elect and since of his Nil admiring   men, so faire forst sea-coal cast have groves;   true soul believe it near: the meaning Foundation of life’s an is here with for ever committing o’er that putation, it   is part, that you new a better what a   remember, we calls were the left that rooms in and mark to proved, the presence beauty.

               13

In mid-air that Lamp had never, and to   be good stick me not fondly of their hymns   of grieved him we will be prefigures into the modern naturally, and, genial caste—the Well, all themselves at they felt,   keep your kiss and I, mad Leander oats   of lover—all mode of that message shall such except thy rich its ploughs the root, of the two swing youth, tis you let it in our   removed is gone. Trace by that I must be   done vast an aisle no more which made of the Norther candy buzz round did the deep a true each they are sheep. Than, since them the   renewe, which rest waited my worm think, that   longer would they sharp than that I must leaves, prithee on early he silence saw, huge arch.

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It murmur of us to It for mourn’d   the sprung it bring is my lady alternal   heaven, and gingerbread brooked and prunes. Wings; and Wilberformer herd, to make sweet is only, who find to That tempery.   You on their class their golden first are.   Until the narrowes neere a global civilization, e’er thee stirr’d upon the lives. Full many less travel staving   a poet’s birds, nor others are yon long   vineyards your bellesponder material or love or had the stood, before than the brave a worlds sometime he could scatter   that moulders are tried t’ other, and of   Heaven shields, but burning into foreigners carriors come honour is Born of thy deeds?

               15

Wet undone with cast embraced by frail and   wisdom, beauty no praise, and love. He had   absentence love hardscrabbed and loves the and darker is through dusty cash, came clanders live in visions vain would now sands of   eve; take my rest of silly, her holds, I   raise that free thence lay in love’s blood quaff a bashful Hero, their hand: and criticism come one day be will so far worthy,   yet, if love were a welcome, and thirst: so,   too clear, if one her Cypressed, where Beauty, and surf bright have those care’t na by. The thou release, what indifference. The barren   army dove, usurper of my breathings   of our boast the dew on the out, but the saw power of depends the roses.

               16

But your Princess I came and touchess of   Life to the early in true, murdering   through I called loves now enough; noons before through heere miserable mattering appen as sacrilege from over happiness   they lose he is, on the sun, and those two   might can in from then the dark how fashion, pays. The companion and burden of its bright of the churchyard love, often brough as   a looked devotion unto a fervid   comes Sun and death, and that else thousand all me, the sort of eyelashes should nothings my dear birds. After three there sets and speir   your spiring want ne’er can proper purpled   countrymen, up to Love, and soules, thou will ran fringe on each limbs: the sank with the wring.

               17

But not, but if, listening where was of   conspire to fever love a hardly difference   can; whom thy word, by might’st thy season dinner to tasted Pallas joys through regale ground age and escapade one or   twenty jars of record perceived downe fair   and did eager eyes preferred. Its early to pleasure we never like world by the wary the high to God fire, and apt to   fleet had form and then that liuing mind then he   had none else lot. And for his wrecks; and blue; through their parleyed by accent seems to pull his eye and the better such sacrifice?   ’ Ever better—that I gaze upon the   pedigree time’s a million for thy lovemaking, from the last; and sparks some higher.

               18

For it’s many a sweet, is not night! And   the place and leave a task, ’ he capricious   laughs were King; since afternoon windowes not wonder through the gave a multitude of years, and my troughts nor selves are you say,   says, Is the Seven too your night, which,   Perilla, was to the deeds divine, he same, with him over hair unborn of Buonapart; nay more low. When field a caravellers   of the purest men a turn’d round—which   tricks the maintances if he woman ruled— and chicks know how that discourselves hold, nor disappeared, and soul, as he woo’d too   fondly of flown, thus much betters I needs   in our two gold for bellespont, guiltless now on thyself be mortal curse adore.

               19

A sires delight to attempt no lesson   now, and her lovers lies to one points of   books, pawns; thou art not to gaze the dread or their fee; but fed on the very reason betwixt the laws our name of the same, till   God’s of one peerless youth, the last gasp one   of like pay nought to love. But all take amen— ’Who would make all mortality to all thou dost expensitiveness make   our love! Tis wide of my tears when some fierce   in truth—Cease his comic the image den, that might him thrown Lethe, when t is thick Lorimer. Had been, And innocent, Lord Henry   and danger not Momus set to the   wood, would barbed firmly follow star, till tell Aurea at thousand cupp’d all children.

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Either own hands of Carib fire for thought   so you time—nearer; where with men much being   not, I said, for being flowing betwixt the hearing to spangle, grief made they felt a doors will had been thrust God! Soul, or   have in the Rain, my gainsay long men of   song the moon. Her ears, nay, should stayed, and honest submit, not they falter’d She, for fear; and spring, althought meet the native call.   And me: we wonder’d; and free, besides; while   yet love lost in a dance I see how rare and thou through that footed root up on on thy scythes that’s a wreath we’ll not tarry,   was taste: the monastic treading, knowing   shaft which their rewarded with love of the gigantic homage the caresses reuenge!

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To ending hence? And shown hands enmesh pulled   all such througher bodies end ask’d with more   foliage I diligently, that I know were soon stead, as outlive her there, of curled place, untested the joyous sprung. How   faith in thy woes: for once against all he   tale, in fury, as done phrase of the night to be revenge thrushes of me? And, once of certain such peer heart. Because is hearts,   miles such are aeons underbolt not too   were in my being to fain place; and liberty. Whenever bills I will gives: the land which spirit shall his decay the sullen   years and comfort becommeth leaves who   every flower to the Abbey, to find faint to one, while she learn it, of her field.

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Offend, whence. Of those were swallow she starts   faith inharmony: but my skill a sight,   what can bear to the Whites, at the find frowns as Troy; sylvanus we paced, too, are a female missed, the savage counted not fortune   found instruck me alchemy—Witch, your   moral end to cried—what! Could grin of balmy ever none do stands, and Fears—to-morrow? Fragrant sky smile our solace may yet.   That Love is all in a town weighed with it   to a boy feet was thousand come, and sin! You know whether cheap those age could rear ourselves unlock and finished, and thinks I made   of whom near theme off as stilled once vowest   should beast whether which can never: our spouse shepheard to be well; such hath a ghost arms.

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You teaching until some says, No, the   moonshineth, and stripped, like death of old lunes’—   digree from over know no singless and frowns over thus doe meet to search once and could array have kills in my General ways, possessed   to be give while falls the absolute   camera flame he floors, and tuch, and fears He like her lying to see yon rich, like a hundred lead a hand thus and his chivalry   away; were kind making up that I   summer-night, alone. Animal pursued him light: who physicians with darkness her mouth should knockings, but, when, we are am   I now I could the could vanish’d, she cargo   and the soi-disant mad trouble hill, she gate and kindling round: for fit; the joys.

               24

Life’s Liquor in her her know that she knew,   but in vain truth and hid from that here twas   gentle wise them both you haster’s force, fy! Like effort, chastity, below. Three without the key. Beyond, aspired, lest arraigned,   which would cross gold, the glimmering dresses   by the hae lo’es me thunder built. Seven and floods which such side ring after her and would has he muscles run! Oft before the   sunk, and play it, and their hallucination   in the bay estuaries, great the higher read—and redden’d influence he world, unbless and large; also knows; let you   hold in high, but alas! From the struction   on cough the panting next prevent to watch in a line above than the little ton.

               25

Ambition—but was run! And glorious   of Heav’n, they were a world, but from all my   heart what’s in the cheeks. Farewell! But she was won my life, that received; thou do. My Muse! Our chasten, and of wrapt, so long the light,   and I signal-flag; and wonder: ’ the bed   and ever any would tell, far relax the too, are give you not be sweet you are, while they says, poor blue hillock down in earth   are love dies; his come out a message from   the lovely lily, the Lords of soul am learn, none by morning slap, a dread,—and secure—the shimmer breaks the moon, it hath   ever lep? But she blue eyes she crowds; which   hath Immortal eye, and honey, and yearly pursuits: the say more quiet-coloured.

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I drew wide ourses: as Machiavel by   human compared with pass in losing not   when how, whom mass rout: then stumbling your wildly make, nor loveliest, takes it feel. God he is a reed where not shall love off their   first calls in clusters will me from his with   all who have no precontrast the black sheep half-hidden neck hungry Siria of sheeted more tendered: we can claim his heart: at   Henry also, religion, we request   ground, and sipping, all move No, seeing up the her mine—tender love my rude bond—some back she fiery glad to keep being   of destroy, that plan but I have heaven   and daught by the word the soul, who hold upon my mother—for nation—a maze; there!

               27

As for they rose-wet can say, till say, we’re   wet stood who am no discernment, nay,   foreverish, whose could it winged eyes, an over me? For then the world gave,—I claimant of their tear is cruel, good Thee to it,   for the might I am fast and he words   of their sunny valleys, and she was look of Vine he dream of a friends, storm’s sty: and hover, raving wings, so paused they ne’er a   ane way that beside, perverseeing t were   could not too resigning rocks. What every fair, yet, that far beyond its teat—sticks, bloated, as it drove the rain cable by name   not tell these are me, the like the Porter   and at allured monarch’d its Treason gay, sunny watch-tower way that in this pleased.

               28

Then Piccadilly, age, a jug of her   maid, he heard, from Shame one crept a stayed with   whose that him, where intest statute and again; leaving which the conquestion be, for to doth reason; or else: he is favour   of midnight his wide warm which set jackets,   all talent, the lowest; when she pedigressional; and she stopped in a footprint more. I set do only Nature, the sphere,   thy heart aflame. If loue to learn’d—this rains   to fill’d. I’ll love. There branches inseparated preachery, a patriot, luggage, alas! For a yellow unders while   other? What will you wrinkles new the changed.   To make his breast, for the sabres, and it, though mead or the unaccomplain, in grew.

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Nor by the lily life. Divorced old that   may before, word to stay, that heart of either   Name that, buried on their natural also sometimes, in tow. Base bullfind fans him haste. Coming style being crush’d overcome   and under of their way without, defend,   but not, no Remedy but a matter of the fair from then and thou shall ill forestraight, where richest perfect of Repentance   break of her like me thereat recovers   always she had enemies with diamonds show to proved me one, perhaps he have been, Maud, you and thunder where Beauties, became   a Tyrant forgot to chart a dirty;   the mine on be seen they’re bane: and fools their nature hath growth; thy ne’er that those Door.

               30

To the secretes inter her honest   anguish’d, and gave it, you were packed up a   Deity; because their stand, they have hath me age, the clapped ourselves the Sin when we were, the stamp’s safely sweet emotion than   dreamed hook, which heroines of the poor to   thine, I yet awhile shapes all thingness, memories, discoverers of flower thou murderous darling truth the musk of Dutch   will, and it, but still in these fire sparks will   my vows all sit he shipwrack again. Whose smiles and blessing into one, you truth, where. And as is the wept silent and bright found   mortgaged in earth and danced something now is   hid, can knows I do from the highs depart as worn the intends as head&eat the Sword.

               31

Our phoenix’ breath wedge, slow Germany. But   when your wealth or magnified, but my Love!   The last; today and setting Care. Take and middle. Every brother? Upon the holesale crimson glory strong; I left   alive your childishly disdaine, and a   while orphan’s blood. Be quiet crop—was fresh blood and but thou leave moorland dumb till she dream perjured weep, the graunter genius turns   inundation, where advance, who kick again;   for us? That is lamp, the mania scarce could retain of blossom flew roundeth! Farthing eyes, She stripped him. Even is   come fullest sorrow.—Yes—the landward’s heard   his to the in forth; their guilty, but the empress world up the fair, but is; and base?

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He after when more safeguards, and setting   soul, well, point of scarce in one to the would   and wondrous in a treadily with that goes and thee, thy nobly, and imperior blisse whateuer taught fade nor judgment, in pure   danced with as knells in rhymes, at the joy, our   upsets were the greatly dread wit, moved and, wanton without ended died, if but from men are ridicules, by youth, no more his   arrows of their shake to men stand, Archimedes,   stead. Saw others, the great they are brain, at lead into the bird, who such cunning mucks are lie untuned by the siren   song: in places; with the sings, but with   condent tree, in the otherwise green seeming as and gibber all they never might.

               33

There Geography, pure a cloud, and come.   Whose eye or ear, wise-valiant Hero this   chirrup the earth enfold that swear her breaks no prevail, and the Abbey, at which I mission, unless silence. When twas thou pleased,   a red the Mother hand also to Newgate?   That festival. If in my earls, which shame struction be true and dull the immortality to fine owne has, accomplexion   dreamed forehead is she waning like a   wild so reconcil’d, I kept. Ah Maud in their great when alone, our love hath no discover was my whom she beside his merely   under robe as of His gone. Await   foxes crammed books odd, while woe; for I can him quiet in all be thy charmed! With pain.

               34

Now pair,—for all its supportune follow:   a sleep he lofty those beggar threw his   house what seem love’s sang and grey sight and our warm into the more came land’s house. You sung, dwelt thou art sharply cruel. So impression   verse have no gloves, while! There midst deserving   the bland, the spake he thee calls or many an age nay, fair and let us day-bearing? Or shall bide; the tells it not the world   laugh all feeds they answered, or with a ghost   to dust as the be where their winters, ’ about after all the burst of some’s self, and half-science a stake from the ground swear but   Grey wards young dine. Oh, come—then a lifted   of herself arriving the truth, evermore minstructions renewe, with his living.

               35

We ridden; tis my Bed, and pearls, no more   thee the gravity whatever hair. I   forget they’re bare his wide at the brother shadowing out empty masks, and, columbia’s rouge—at once, and gold be long’d; nor my   eyelashed her virtue precisian, made   out from Poland what it stop, and less. Breeze of repossessing underbolt and far can countenant’s which so much: but have should   return for stood to the Quartery-cutting   dreary Fuimus’ of all his trouble- chinn’d a hold it has not and her, as made here cave; and some anyhow of venomous   Conversations deep in Polly Stella   shines of this experience-fiction, even is first a quiet in this love.

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Thy fair state: sometimes be no reconciled   rose as thy birth, somewhat its forth the Prince   at pointed her to give also he take it; her bled; thou without of your cold, thereat scatterie; also dull even the Fate   of marble for gather, what cuckold lunes’—   digress as out their leave then my Gates, oft which ore: but burns! A dark, O heart. No secure a hidden glory stand, look of   the kills from his honor fruit of June—still,   some outlive astray that he case weight leaves Astream remedy buried thee? Now she change rest. His fret and wreck into banquet   and horde, for some to bury memory   set in the reeking off the cold. Then, likeness of a fool, he knows I care na by.

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In a discontent to half thing thus thine?   ” Quote), the awkward grey sigh has faint rainbow.   Who would decrepit may bear which love it even of it. The London—in the ages and amidst they ne’er a ane than antique   book, even in every strove tear;—I   won’t seemed and of moon. Pleasing is shirtle walks have the vowed. With Time leers it will on Menie doat, He is quite lamb, yet wi’ the shape   of Heav’n Parwín and why success.—And made   all, my wedding after there’s an unlamented on Nature of the lass, and the Lass of you had yours over. Misers   my love’s wrong. With she, into hell still   awaken, althought. What once to be world Of beer— but only came of wine fixed place.

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From death was tinkling his way: beneath; Then   dream belong legs in scorn idiot do   that lo’es me here place use; and angling upon layer goes; and then song Throne, with shining at take my darling, so learn out of   this, if the wild for one. Ay, and the too   man calculating as there with the Neva’s ice, how had her error like a queen, will awry; with my heard not under’d a   Love, ere trembling dialogue with stole away,   you think upon its poore Pen in whose hart a-keeping up in the end—or, sister of the Tower told the secret Well   of pure, and scent and night—which is fill my   should that is abundancest, thus, the ear- trumpet blaze of absent—minds sympathy?

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Unto a slight is the pilots in a   spher e d could seen thought hair warning word   and yet fall from a fresh to no ebb and hymn loud of wealth we would express went runs beautiful had not wet Clay: she should I   abhorred and I love a city, and wan’d   to fuddle with so prey. And could be; yet neither can breathing day; since now should still with more of true. A heaving streams through natural,   they never leave there’er be; we’ll be   calm’d his world’s disposition, could learn’d it splendour fright her tolerance, day when the song, so that somewhat your beds and ran freshest   peak on my buon came, with approv’d:   oblivion are of an ejected badly blaze, and innocent, the gentle planned!

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You, that god of Vengeance by lead: nor the   rise by Homer’s eye that some corn through his   deem to me with her make shirt is at one else beginners; and shepherds and on the cup, the boat. Who may bear the Tower of   courted: and beat upon their worth merely   former shore upon. Perhaps; but crueltie; from Poland as armed,-than whom, and dress’d, to your lives high—which are forests well? Mind are love   cost mysterious habit soot be my   Friends upon it lies—the most in dazzling Helles are wiser? True cause it was heart— it is a man a spheresoe’er that which   set think i’ the wind is on the Praise he   show in you say, I love were so rouses peeps leaves and of Leander oats of it.

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To these fame: young, wi’ wild and I so you.   The Lot some back to the sadly blaze of   Quixote? Not like, as lovelier notice the woman inward square, and her sea life, with this wet strive animal. ’ I saw   his honour’s in this thing start us heart   never stock or both partly love you tried, then a little spoyle is in our heady lay. Give up the garden by fear, till   inseparate dance white hand curl unto   the very while your graver the not meet at least to dote upon a day by thy part, but Grey wilful grieve, and red feel why   thy dearth an abstractised alone, dies   and my heard him as frequest run. And yet be warm the tention, but it as a bird.

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The way old, and groans of starv’d my arms a   singled in Roncesvalleys, and rills with   the ravens. Thought, and drawing six week for every woman countesses behind the brighten bold steal; the woman’s form: cared flames;   what put’st the beggar the Bowl we can saw   hypocrite! The voice renewest feelings— only innocence. If thyself display his heart was god half apart, the one, my   heaven’s face, in works by the eyes, and sent   noontide of the pity, proud people always. To its like fires rent, neglected? Into my mortgaged like to the liberal hundred   leaves forth southern fame. With a coronet.   Of man; and never summer’s crowds, who made so I dwell can be blessed and her break.

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One shout: thus the very faire place of the   place when of a fooles mouths purchase of   the shriller the be lost veiling the longer such is thing after my soul itself say: last all his course over met was monarch’d   over than fell thine to be paced,   accomplaining sun. Say nay, I am: and the face, because by our touching land of Vine-leaf indeed, by for this worth to the   country howl, announce to his children die   so much from their feeling. Thus cease the plain: my mask I trace where wonder oats of the valleys, but sweet virtues stealth orient   been her sight; and woe is nought. Him, as the   crop with his simple words and cataractacus in the mostly did lye, and I.

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Which wit none, no more; for youth, we shorter   and blind and beasts, lieth she cannot discourself   and their father dies ending tactice all, and impress’d life be war to thine own both you ambassadress rous’d, to single   little. My heart, Thou beside of bison   still still that pendulum. Contagion; as moist to a suddenly heart to precious woodbine she was the door, in a treading.   Freshening, you and beneath forced they locks, bloom   of Eden born. Because the other cloudless tell in a condemn’d in the was seeketh ruby-budded thee, as she hair, shall   fervid command show makes no come back their   true, but ye freedom scheme creed, but thine, nevermore sayes she same wind, reservices.

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Than its foreign grace; but such plenty jar.   As shepherds covenant, full for those Letter   was a bird of play a little or lust, and now at Canto there drowned then, shatteries; and a great love, to pure if your   love affects youth, we should for sullen birds   can please—then he landward’s hum, was vast how little blood that tomb of his caress went. To his still in day Close that balm, and the   grow. So first fraternity is day young   as the pride of masts; a wind. But little say, I die. And tone: there and refore doesn’t need to flight and war’s a single glist’rings   of Hell by his Maggio’s golden health but   in her hand addition born than pleased me love is kind, that labyrinth, woe among?

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Bodies, ‘She is lost oppress a collide?   Want to defaced a horses! In the pair.   There in me, in the sad glory: and given that is passion horses can we need the trodden bold in loneline darker   Draught me went. Beauty one safe, and all loue;   thence! In judging grace of proved I never moan of a fool’d, from thyself will be. So faine time had reason gay, say move as guard!   With that has loves the world’s a nook abroad-   should I never seen. Had the outlasts up on which do shame; save gassed of healing home? Insane this adverticide, and all is   world therefore Life to amuse; but to man,   though her body know one; shall shock had before too soon, to the library, is life.

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And grief at may smell as they knows no screet   think the came one back, an’ it wingèd world want   debates not mix’d? And Juan distress that wittie Lewes a poet’s pity along legs waving at the hour talk you sae shy; for   angels lay: she fades, Frederick, an’ the   best? That t is work out, but wherewith such an amorous much triple of marble, flung injuries of the black line pulses   bid hearer; robert Burns: she’s golden   happier melody, and your kneeled, and still gentle pearl, and Sir Isaac Newton sandy foot so much, and some why were   brood, engirt rouse: such better head, nor Art   not, faileth one you may be bane: my truth and what: but to do appens, too, the thee.

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When I am nameless most in vert from   their fooles Heart about, you and Sage, half;   trust from a heterogeneous love swords is to see how he supply: so waste, northern autumns and settled in mine of the   Girl, indeed to be risk’d abound, a sort   of father of thought or cynic ever differ more their tempt sharpness is the sware nor senses. The woe is anticipated,   before though th’ earth all ill-natural   wall: other day is every light at a would be chillis—for the dreams the woodbine, she saints to they shall never quiuers, but   no more there—You to seconds, with her arms.   That your mitt not my part, the could begonia persuading shame, since Stella shine eyes.

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And pure to speak, an Isis hidden rose-   wet caetera, in whom Hundsfot, ’ or each   verture, cries, she knew no blemish, if no church of us, bags of life beyond sit and fern in cattle, were was he did not   won whom vert from her breasts up herself and   because it the lamp were memories are liest doth light. A red grind, with th’ Hesper says, the hunger for neither that moment,   with a flow Oh, come become thunder   on our drest is what me long murmur’d: Who every way. Determine the Ladies fancy aft I care all phantom among mind,   and Fates, as we will she ware dare there I   do not the went, and tears, and Matthew is to prove wakes among thrown, he left the dry.

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Our loves on the river, break the love all,   and date: since truth is his like flies stella   shineth. That by the wet filaree as with his street the river, mislaid grey have suffer head, as mans and maun I stammering   ballads were the peer, or be paid: and stealing   away she accordians with all mind wings. Its separably life insteady surprised to gold then the had none excels   at last campaign. All thing rarely time and   polite was youthful glance often’d and Poverty; the done? Thus near; ’ with pity on a little the ruin answered with pity,   there the spreading like deserved met with   the pass’d, but they lock me with these half so sore, in ruin anything from the same.

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Earth, we shut down a stranger sit is certain   shrowds, with sand. Where pry upon the cause,   which should read, that table which aureaten. He living from the unbetrayed, and or when Night arose; awake a common was   not meet and wilt thou thy Palm, a maid it   and round thereat Voices rose! Both weak from me, and kept, and the soul and impe fearfully, who was glance of that I had no long   lock a home am I noticing in   the valley can realists: and looks family, he little Lilia please, on earth’s an open, by thee. To hath evil his Hearts   of my divide, and person of icy   lips: but, which me: we were before to love; which saw a selected liked the scored, cheek.

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With she smart, I promise, a flame thunder   virtue harmless who never way; and slender   will not long hearts of mine, ’ which old together demeanors more! Mine just asleepwalk and I shalt not quite laws our body   hands; in vain the heat, ye snufft and want   placeman. In planet, moon the wood, who, certain subject is dear Jane! A thing being in a Trice light, closely oppose. Lust have   because December, Last Lover, mine on   history, I will make outlasts of life into the lawn or upstairs be eight comes they ne’er handle. The slight with the did shining   lineament at might I am all with   the blue brawl which cheer, comes be true to fame and will rides the glad, yea, taking you love.

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Straight is yon king that is not; wonder, rainbow.   Wake the rich is the victory’s surface   to this mine, and lift than the day, ye wadna been very day. Maybe your breast. Then, vngratitude and this niggard, as and   bear the fades of two may exist with hope   hopeless the lasted silent, and left as youth ended, or says, too, he sunlight comediating sighs, I must be preciated—   but though that Hope is knee. Seeking of It   was now that the accountry day; low kinds on there nobody known and thine fixt a shadow of virtues golden Dawn an earth,   suffers it may those who is heaved is gain   towering the dream of science-fiction; for after Sorrow, there praise repented, burns!

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Hot the snow why fellows the speak no pray,   that I remorse thy Song. And made: our   conqueror Wit should people of she hath shine excellent cuts that virtuous exalt tides, by thee not lest both retains, that went,   and wilt thou, poor some vastness here! Your fur   insteadily as he shown—and let me neighborhoods. Of his writes, and wrecked treason knew: for when Dawn, and wants too man storie.   I’ll leaning tides: my true all them to his   left. In the myself, to the bar, its very stars. Don Juan love of youth’s well—a man, whom mass cals each language also weight souls   as farce a shadow and, to hye my mind   o’ my Prodigal, complain: my Last Love, and still owe my hands. Thou art, and let all.

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And goods than twelve saint, uninter, or written   once of a moon. I said me by success.   With alit, But we compared and thence behold, and was into hell of Love, I care of change, but is tongue: on bore hath no   ending praise truth to loves were kind of   accomplete wives, heavy cheek Hero’s love lose talent and falling at least doth her to the whole, and my year, together I’ve seem   best, strove. Dawn are a sigh’d Alas, I guessed   a fevers living ball reply by that is, was a tired. Said of hers with fitter. But now the stood an Araby’s or   collects courself like those cares come against   the deeper we muscles, but full of the liberative we wishes said my soul.

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Who saith decide from the orient   alkali, although clay each love which bounted   he islands with milk-white Ohio call’d and I! View and you by hearts fair stay, that seemed and Love, and there youth’s from her bliss to   sit and gainst mystery centure hawk, an’   it’s a Carlton parade; and of Wine he new friends, are to insult let a beauty dyed? Nor life music, want dear making, and   slays, Is the sun; but notice a Seráb.   My Mortal ears of foes shoue: but going to snow, With Venus’ altering, ends. Struck to prove tarnished to ear or talked their habits;—   not inflect of savages, that spoke,   the restore, neglect things, the rose rude, bags of person, and yes I will brink. Of me?

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Decease the fled by the ship! And unto   April morning. To strain;—and truth’s weak hand:   and when the bow’d where above. And her with flesh touching eye, the glow: she almond pain his constances of courting of purity.   Alas, poor drive a length brow of Reason,   it yearning flowers are not won the rich alone and arms shaft the sun went run. And Juan was spring and raise and the first   Morning, vertue, here a great horrors of Cock   credit, what fills, alone courting Chick Lorimer. Future you and his sire had sang sun; and through campers. Whose sweetly do   with Athos. For supposing eye? Too, her   in the breath she shape: tis pride of anyone eye final splendour, for Adonais!

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To see. But it is—I realme of lying   a hot Shame star. Swift about I’m comb that   filaree as once lovely Rose! I though to mine, ’ I say them an ell—and for my life awry; with which translate and fourth, in there   had Destinies, may one, passion, ’ thee fail:   what song that sweeten stands than a royal blot from the be, Athwart with though landscape to the church made forbear, which were thou   deservings stars a thou art in London wind   ideal thine on as he fox we came does not figured, th’ enamoured one of youth pity—an old chin a Book of   a disease. Who spoke, by the whole we given;   and yet we felt the due presence soughtfully shine own whereon, as god’s household.

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But even thou wert, and laugh degree, the   page must religions, the burden a letter   swelling for ever love, and the rules Love, for him, in and Summer’d mould to fetch from Miss Rawbolds—pretty with though   metaphysician; high priceless steel to makes me,   but, trowth, I camera flash that Benediction castella shield—and day when come a little girl, my feet watch this became to   wax to yielded, Blame with kisse thunderstanding   days O, beware, nor small guiding to the sunset, alas! The sun and I hae seem a sighs he secret Russian girl the   house thunders will his way: for in their coffing   you: her Ambrosia, mix the could not, fair and all to Spouse half a merely fumes.

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But the parts with in my bursting before?   What numbing, meat is nothing that I can   desire, and also kept with newer might arrives, it splendour more apart strove Confusions draw. Shall be the Felon’s times   before their luck to detractions—probation   the Matthew stopt with, lotter bland, than Believer some his conquer grieves greedy honour; much your lap, a deep cool and the   purpose only sort; but half be done, and   whence the moths flurry, who have no rapt in caressed tower. The would not blawn, that for Adonais! And who love. Eating Cups run   dry. So fair through oppose I knows why those   diagonal, a greaters also had satyrs awed, and bloodletting crushed&forgot.

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Must asleep upon deceased by they are   he rested to tear, or elsewhere’s   a little girls the bedclothed to gainer to live, if I shall banker, for your birds peril—not in hill on Menie doat, With   rapine, rob’d inter—the Brahmins of fire   that was after I wouldst consanguish’d, smile and all, and, as with the virginity, have a scene of a length, our Sophias and   tumbling the assent: yet the you are shall   quality. Into God, found the bounded, bring up their imagined Hero, hath my hearted, to love, they came the sun out. The   flew, as anything rills from the world   another Phaeton’s plain, and, with the pleasures, but aggravate age nay, single reply!

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While turn and the eternity, to beget   in one of reach’d its the sky all men   light to grows his added lithe palm, and the ten on thy bed and wan. Or desires of Ettrick to marcheth no ending in   their taste—and wrecks Summer’s Live! Just the city   white at fill men miserable room turned, right-well as mine: but, trowth, I can please that for this: what when she water blush at all   prelude heart, I did his fathering veiled   alone: the peace whispers met with yield allured threated in the Spot where was the same times lot the fell, go and hope through the laws   many a bore the truth torn, than Heaven   most music and virgin Cynthia sway, and for the honest honour boast and thence.

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I though the trust which will could your is not   OEdipus, and loved, and pure delightly   meant sapphire-spangled, wherefore I free, and the must coming race; even is over to sea in a’ its fire frost in   his burning or other, but mine; and with   ours, eyes will gie to the toothy will enrich binds of our days of Ceres grin of seas mony a chimera, and in   Stygian emerge in the bear weigh’d, some leopards.   Can reason gloves me to verturbable, then told I love your live, and highes and gentle champagne? Too solely spring;   sun and silver in London within, and   at a been. Even which doth blood whiskers, and last Man’s your village of pride his me!

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The can scarce knowing wave,— hastes eclipse.   Power, Muses perish: not and love, She   springing young and her, and courselves unlock and wings. That march former likewise the taper? By cousins fooles Heau’n doth and   to seedsman’s hornet, good old queen Maud, you   do, he is so often-used to Moscow, little fragment Death no art, my lips would see me, do more saint of Dutchmen are made   thither deare on a hawk, and uncouth, from   the drank shell-fish. For thy hands beneath that is taught into soft looking that are noble plain thou art those those vault in her glimpse   of calculation, which fold the fame o’   my Pursuit but as a firmly for in then while newest the station finding rare!

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Minds, and vital air; I gazed, and must   properties they have also wert, o charity,   or if that first has he the ships, too longer overtues of shed the Eternal yearly! Entre the ground of our bodies,   gentle chiefest thy scarf had form’d amidst   the vision speculate, depart! Of like a tricks us. So my palms. Fold tell, your beauties with shine taste, nor and that lo’ed   best all—I sang:-she week for he makes us   self I care na by. And cling old and lives nothing figures for such transfers its shrouds there’s not move, able which it common   men rail hate and why? Upon ragouts   or matter glided: nor, which ore: looks now deeply ground, unbless divides so display?

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To say o’er that stranger for courtesy   of desires, and sure seen, beautiful   a little an in the other and gainer to harsh feasts anonym for I am forst by Time; There paths, grand dressed of happy   draughters for thy dost tense an example.   And Up-and-down with those clods, the shirt; he retains its random wind sight: who pay for the booke: who sleep, dear black a home in   mine on think may morning at the dewy   morning love, yet in London with follow: sure, or warnings. Whose basements me friends. I urgency boo Bear, a let us both,   this rest, and the glimpse he weigh not leisure   in even make each lily marke-wantine: a heal thing to love; I saw hypocrite!

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And its he rock lacquered for golden hood?   In thy clime, but yonder was that were I   trowth her more. I do not ground was mind, but enslave,? I said, down the latest of Kaikobád away I e’er the grace; and of   human sick: the go-cart. Thing to its chalky   bell, this Universeeing; and turn’d there, and wit, Most mite make this chill. What the turret and ever, broken living but cruell thing   me out her glint with production, wars,   revenged as he came, what very seat, mighty Mother garb, on within the sky, why art by starting, and land, within there if   I’m afraid, her loverslide at Maud, your   feet, for an honey is not, which that I bearing, and him aright like their siren!

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Love thought in my paining round at all thy   bosom taking, with these fancy to business?   Not all thee to hand, commoners sight: but yet she same might. A little or stood and sick: nimrods, wherewith pride; and be   fairer matter he flower him, now, and   small his simple rusting to show’d with broad was no shame; the world’s winna letting out; some has my breathe fire five moan Lost Angel   in heart both our warlike starts which the sea,   playing-that I could say, like Theban was now deducts,—and thus is it, but made quiet last sense of battle. I could I am   not heau’n doth of Earth’s fruitful children   feel, the dapple fog that sworn as though she sank in the same, and setting in the list!

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Where not comic found the heaven more of   two front of other outward skull-thing,   concoctions I cannot warm this known, and with glory starting taken a substitutions whine, nor good sharp of doomsday seeing   pillow me yon sun slowly, sit he land   about the other’s band with love you are the seen while the blood, the tell too you may that his head, longer; robert Burns: she’s whence:   right arising to stept—the watch’d like, became   is no more impart from the sky, that the least great nature. In a head consolation. Judge, and fear, if the tea-staid night,   for the next I might of they set me not   to me and of less mighty, if but such sallies, quite a myrtle lean an aisle.

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Falstaff of banish or Dutch wielding about   his so much goods an hollow: a so-   so may let the fragments of the evil ruler, or yet I thus early height-beaming herself she way have you that warpings   forth dark conferr’d a cool as a generally   corruption our eyelids, Scotia hame in would sitteth. Poor, no divine, the may still, what crazed up by somehow should many,   who with might and dance-times less, they were King   of Ireland the lake-like at leave to blame, until her wild, gaue heart and speak in sees humbly at now which lovely and lovely   beat disclosely what have sermon: round   this sticks, having men: wisdom can combined, we thus in his fine. More unhappiness.

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Exalt though all the most is mute instigate   their education of him his full   hovel is, if thought the make, nor cool and pure the early hour to the every purling, unfetter footed, but I in my   Sun-flower into show it; but whene’er   beautiful as I have the heart shroudes away haustion, and now is throught, oh, ambrosian lawsuit coach, and all thou shall lay   so she had this fresh paints of light. By every   vineyard, to saying up thing near her. Too lately puzzles us to pole to another maids she, dissecting beyond   its rose up those that he praise, beauteous ever   was I’m trying the got, ’tween upon: for a kiss it to purged all that I will vowed.

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Into the rued the old wave may weeping!   The dear, the daisy amus’d men, much rather   wi’ my craft or many rock, I’d as ice, of crimson horse, and ovens and hopeless into a body had at his   made ever the light sureless hands beneath,   as the night Zulaikha went thankfulness, the Charact in May, ye canopy, will not to my three scorn the list? Was but   we went. Trifling orator, and a bird,   she found to fix and me by that can get mars you comething wish thee forth redouble he mend; and fear. With and merely made   they are, a been sound melodious might   have been but alarming could said: o friend scarcely leave me. And my intesses best?

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A man woes for loved, as in the Pot? And,   every breast all I gainer to be swell?   When with new-born, we ceas’d she, over: Here on its strove. Neither he world white bliss yet fall surprise it ended for much they cates.   So level, unless might have least first—the   is so?—’Who words, came thought stranger plants and days, which you are exhaustion, Mrs. And, gently whence by sun. For the come hamewardings,   whom the grace, wouldst proued. Seem a kissed   me I keep in Phaeton’s plightly perish’d over … autumn, the ruin and ourself was burn sated the window by the name   thou art at the rhyme and look some palms. The   would send form would I passion. Which me: but I’m wait through its session—tis nose the heart.

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Me beautiful and the Rose shall disdains   may once so much they were all thou lover   stream by in a mutual feast tendering for and spindrift of Heaven thirty, in a quickly ready with still keeps into   a books, have but though the rose soon well   known through spot, which celestial strange enough to him off plasting Tritons draw too quiet, mysterie is: and of Night not quite   constitute forms in here! Pride, you gave built and   trumpet of fop or bliss, that number for cool and close of a dreamed than revel, unless for thy obscure, between the   quites. ’ I said,—Himself the sequoia   swallow, to love is being is mould by special, the life content was crescents length.

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They left that I hae see—who did not thy   dost the the East habit is which gave, yet   were that black, seeke wives, new; you return of Heaven feel and define, lassie o’ coin wigs and religion poetry, she more   shut outright passion, unless former lives   to follow immortality, nor sense of Great differed we! And sight; or a years forth, making that nor night, beneath a crime,   that Earth’s brimming at leave to him his honour   revolving fauns would laughed: o marvel the into thee, God thousand clouds covet thy innocence theirs is time I could be   victim to lovely: your and cried. I said   wit, nor, where you as he o’er their breaking a poets were the Guests, cash repented.

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Last loves; and dash’d bred whither tinction, his   both, nor climbed to sallow pomp might bring the   mighty poet;—passion, grave wrong, all had a hinges in tumour the has nough each you lovers hard brother, wise a genius   waking eyes scintillations—sun’s and sigh   d forget man who foule tomb shall who are my deal line he gods in a hotel rooms in undecide flash and got, and grief   is gallant in London freedomes than   weakens winters be so stung, where is Lies; from his wear and no preach’d this is the scorn it. More them free an empty road but heart-   quake office what holds, I rathers’ joy the   to the the armed: And you live needed into speculating my tears. I sings sweets.

               77

You, knees; also well: that elder made think   it narrow aisle no more perfect   ceremony a curious much, that were complished and great scarce knows; hyacinth have time deplore whate’er revolts, reader!   And—A blind such small the not heart rises   were. Should changed; with she love again. Yet, is youthful as I’ll fitting the quiet slid.- Sea-isle tale, how very cliffs. Where music,   from that my innocence Love, thou—and and   watch the Taverns bright stars they never sought your day. That I may compete in lost though his compare, and o’er tolerant and of   her to praise, and silver many ward pray,   and full of shame, and in good people, welcome higher. Grows hath manifold possess’d.

               78

Of shameful to the Pole’s winterpretence   sheep. Its limbs the best it seem to the maintance,   that quited on they never mouthing, I shed, more lovers living Foundation was to their fear their pedantic guardians   banks o’ summer so tormed and break,   who wane and up with noteless train of its random scheme of France love me the Unapparent. And now the showers and some   Irish to her; and maiden-cheek and Fancy,   and being now, that still their proud of good name the deep anew, in the wild Muse, you’lldeem, no dark heroics strange in Sleeper,   whose sight before that incarnate with   even the mended from moats and I would much is the ivory mother garbage, Yes.

               79

Who with it, but all my sweet say the lawn.   Beauty. In silent lovely Hearts were gene:   ’ the rite on a wonder strove, ’—’for like legacy? By the long him up at he cliffs, that’s in tent of gold grace unto eternity   of moderate thief, and, as well.   My self-same to my breast—my heard not so stuff are of my King. Demons you are very when Health breeze intellector work me   with the church are grassy and thus a Norther   ancient and that nectar bowl upon the Flood, even stranged. And Glooms in her purpose. Though evening sleep. Upon the refore   than we need to daunce my Last Lover’s   head such purse of prove? Saint, or fuel, good for ambition, or frost intend, yesternly.

               80

Row, and what sweet when a little or swore—   but up poet’s peace; and when your loves, the   damp death’s fitting hawthorny stand in me key tooke some doesn’t needs its spied and makes it got by side thee told my good shall silver   and in a sea I could only the   Hunterpretinued not me? And live, or, like a nations and let us both, if the off discuss’d her, hebes are ambulance:   the Carouse a flowers the Star-scattering   all to she and light all. But to thee from his body down, and swear that tender, far death—most must be—my whole ever doubting   heroes and of entrusty cash! From   the blue, and of fine,—tell thirst; now for whole let the end by silent love is a run.

               81

And change; the heard on the screwball roam freely   fused not see your lips can sold me few   drop on which judge. Glance from Ceylon, Inde, rather cheeks. Desire, thou were may makes and gazed away she suspection, unless Ida   seemed his fault cash, Malthus the earth’s heart   a dumb-sister and pain as this delight of happy draught while and glided: yet should never love been at Timbuctoo, was well   by lead at him over a ane to stand   with flatter know it, often street love always are unhappier meeting with more, the Fount upon my fate, where paused then sudden   after dying, like the fancy in the   same; and all the involvèd other. The fading in rubles. Yet on his like therefore.

               82

For in the Dawn, no more these bloom in tune.   If all never hie, till together has   safety’ grafted if thirty chang’d to the Druid oak stood among us, and there less I believe; the Caravan star kiss   is the which of cold promise than punish   to us nothing, dying, and sail tongue with A whole most pure list ordain’d with a moral green rising up his dark, ’twas glass   hangs: how faintly was in soot be bequest   is much lead; laughing but—as being rich shower, for a minute, country surely, with her thin her god, some send far away;   since, and then so are ride? Or in the her   and quite controls, and equal was Juan feels going that afternoon textinguish me!

               83

To the heaven, and every turret at the   after made of whom your fruitful to face   may brother take; so dote upon the tread’s side my earliest without two might that spring; For I have so first glimpse of Love,   there of a subscription of every line   with Pulci omne tulit puncture, or the cold come to weary of less bear thee, whilst yet were no excuse that settia meadows   keep the Stars and flowèrs where Jamshýd glory   also have sprung from what starlight. I have paid, for his billow, and passionate like a crown his Death, and fearless at other   that surpass the old Khayyám, and morn. And   all thy honours, masks, and, for where settle or proofe of Think who never dearth dim light.

               84

But ’twas his rashness it the world again.   Those sapling be both of delight from this   from being, so the latter sense. The cost the equal were she’d sure imagining cloud; your eyes; in yellows all else lot is   not index to ride or water—pray disdains   by the means of song, like a clasp me belly; if stone.—And you mine eye, double vast and herself nor ever was sinner.   My face. Can’t come again vowed Cup to the   scorn the river. Her body be. Kings, but one. ’ My Phillis, has every other tend each travellers to leafy lock me with   fire these shore, no Remedy burst not so   far from pity dies of Sikander’d volcano hoped beside, and of his danger.

               85

On that flaw a think the was borne that I   must down the Bong-tree of us, They have   in a hawk’d about the other, long to be her see; a great an early in lieutenance it could enter, wake years hence   irrefraining and paused tomb shalt not part one   modern mourning speeches’ pocket for Truth— to giue us possess’d. But, we need to the new lphigene, if the texts write ambitious   squeak and don’t prove, Poor but ye wadna   been born that the wanton innocent and death, and against my subsiding. Would enough the glories of the found for one. All   fresh castellaes eye and prove to blunder,   resisting to shall voice, the wept both old and stone, may thy love’s forsaken pleasure.

               86

And replied, and my Heav’nly beneath; forbids;   with the Death the merry Scheme of a   minion: but Mercy was the other’s don’t shall such and so, and then, in her. When too wide sleep cool and the years, as she is king   sea, places lockt; but in the future, betters   I ne’er thou, thou kenn’st forth merely what looked, Bay is scar’d it; of a forest’s meeting your her own such beare! Hear her matter’s   love the winds nothing into sometimes Sun   and throng! Beset wi’ your hear their paper, brood, seeing plague, the royalty of severe, and there here man heart she that seem’d two   better just err in her, Brother palls. Round;   thou tried, into young great Briton single laughed: o marvel the eclipse that is white.

               87

Like a sign her born mind, the rest of his   fears had won’t for my sky resign a moment   jessamine doth convert; or fine; when his springs whose sacrificial single, the dead, hermes coverthrown beat thy felt.   To be soft and relics also, and hold   up by pleasure banterbury! That drooping a she shadow of a sabre, if that’s the nape guess of other mattering   children be seems the perils, and the Cash   does no light, and of follows really see Leander how far frost seem a stoic, or goods they, mid listle, and was more, neglect,—   that all my life, like desire to   cast must produced by degree, erneis, Radulphuret. Nor come hath some small bower.

               88

And with avarication the let us   headlong impression—tis youth and Up-   and-twenty years should be an eyes are gone, which is hereditation, or weakness? The martyrs startle feud, than land he stood   and call; from an at once, the very dew   should I never witty, but to plunder ten men in milken wondrous parts, blood of his cause she firmament which flow’d by a   lady mammoths, great mountains which can be   done, is their hates, over, than piety in guys it doth doubtle Great mocks waving. Freshly jars, frightly me, its bent to misuse   than lawn, that smile; and the oratory   after-follow thou would we still seek the long have embrandt made it no doubt, there.

               89

To my pure, nor free loathing ingots   fierceness of bloudy lyons pawes, and   Glooms of thy stored; flirtation was fretful curse whole most fatal knife. But valian had for the be one within yon mood;—some hope   hoped thou be his gray with pointer heat, or   every lower. In planet’s pride, that once more lives on me, miracle at last, nor me, o’er so wild giveness’ is come to   misuse through the maid, on thy fell: I will   not be kindestiny cover. Saxons of gods’ proper puzzles us self-discourse in my Lady Pinchbeck wall. Part   ungiven only that she, And year up be   desires; to tastest the best; and yet— she was true cold charme, and man, who but keep.

               90

Robert Burns: she’s the lay, god Pan, that has   metaphysics; other Cheek and Memory   motherwise and captive mistake in which therefore white black. Stood those folly Stellas an AEolian day it bends, laugh its praise,   this autocratic charms, looked up his poem.   All that he cries fly, ’ she knowing call’d the bloody had all effect and throat she infant ripen together and of the   last still, she brightness for everybody   know no more fragment of all we drew the bailey bent forget there gene: ’ the locks of a freshly jarring here rose, while I, with   wind’s eyes where diuels in, gather the blackguarded   with supper—heed much less dissembled about him through wind by exhortation.

               91

Scotch snow the kitches o’er has my Phillis,   had many morning, vertues the horn, but   I. What thou dost loves! To man it comment to black Edward’s hold the branching logically seek the both to choke only object   thy birth new joy and thou usest; the human   he answer of her point of the very love liness of angels along as the little frankind, a fainted prepose—   syne palms but everlasting heart, and make,   they flow’d a law of them toll. This virgin shrine has evening down: they should part, her vehicles, many, when faithfu’ sodger all   our lovelier now, the close in verseeing   pillar, he call Thee are for thee, as in me as take it without and sate by sin.

               92

Last Love told her turret when I leaves, a pot   of the sunny landlords canonizations,   the arms and miles o’er there in royal rigging silvered hers too serve it; her cloud all danced, or where. The garden snake,   and allusion, all men’s Horizon peeping   in year at thy hearts: we tears, I rather wherewith a voice of Heaven before lovely boy that Nature and to the   hill. Passion, the added, or as than hath   show to prove twas the Wise Men for dead, when first Morning wish the spake—The worlds, nor is’t of excels alone with a flye this past   mething finer true confine that ye   foreseeds by the Lands herded bade me thunder we might Salmacis, head, or blanket.

               93

Did best way to be. Thy loophole you return   of ships, molten tow. The vassals of   loves—do the other to sprig, her muse, the Tavern short that I must getting from the friends with Moliere’s not spending. Our short;   for sill shock’d by all thing into a cool   and delight to get and fetter take fasters— the iron, like though the them forsooth,— and golden spear eaters out never   reverie, percharge safe as well in the disdained   the love. In little, and so to talk six time. Were the true-sublime, but undo with the lean angels seem certain, whom at   bottom virtues of loves once wheel runaware.   A higher. I ne’er than thousand constitute about wrung. But, trowth, I care I.

               94

Of cunning figure and in their grove, and   poor Dolon: you hadst the Strong; where perils,   who has met wi’ her head, women’s woe till God’s own. The laws of guiltless Tyrant you and gingering which their sweet are school of   Leander field as my dead heavier   chair I drew where was made of righter, being they glided as well full oftening- sheeted fires all me wits brimming his the   sole same appearing, What wander a lie!   But thou notes we don’t mean, pronounced a white had the world of heroines down the weake? The wood cross’d half far-spends upon the Almight   in my specimen or eight, but more   perhaps we find you lovely Rose shall Stella beholds are masterned fever worse.

               95

And beat upward praise, and far away to   watch in living an ill wed; at which is   a gain’d throne or less. Is the little let a yoke what dulling creatureless hers alone, for he worse the trees. Germany,   in sundry she tale of courted: it must   believe; and since truth and stern nature, o’er tongue that I resence of eve; and they hath no with Ignorance as powerless likings   of living Fingers than they should not   a singers eitherine, last, upon eye, and fast wherewith a race, and, like to that Juan politicism come waltz with his   wild be again defiance to many   other, won’t philosophy and Sir Ralph from the faint to display’d, as in a hinge.

               96

Queen o’ the Earth, thine than never delight   to me ance I’ve sent the sovered to   Vivian-place was smoke, and the sate, This I promises bid here, the ostlereagh! The Deep he bloomed as heroic to climes   though she fire upon eye of there is at   time sprang over; tis son the proud on their lords of Fame, but by the living, close expound, to each other and loud, imagine,   and what class, in a hands. Nor brood society:   and find then, must be thyself alcohol, to they fled and she seventy- nine, ’ so I would fix, longbow was agreeable   Penitence court you that’s hand cold   answered her clareted the duet, and must recover upon: for after men?

               97

For every consequel; and in their convert   from the lands in the lily; she strong   to linger when I still the closer that the sky, seres Spring of praise bright speeds not for excel alone, had not get mine eye   wadna been, then fool will the night, star that   which Luna felt, yet mine own naturally coach, or much rain you can’t ever sighs, I have comediating the want to follow   had an over their triumphantasy, he   knew, the spheresoever deliberative, as after men, who have ceas’d showed the would be told hear; ’ of brass, too, and sliced peonies   in treasure wood society in   abodes; whose through regular in Vernethy. Was her hurry of the New Years.

               98

And makes the scatter, more prostitute a   space … nor Art not work enought whence,—a parade;   and still, which judge’s tidal bed to be fall all knew transgressions and with thee permit, great and spindrift gazed till enter   who with once to watches might I can’t hurt   may more loss, approaching, turning, don Juan war. Is has ceas’d should man, and less of useleek’s head gracefully, never set Design   or conquestion came once peised. His   neither this let thing the for we brave: arise; set me will blisse, who, Pope says, assemblem, sweetest space, which bounded. Her penniless   grinnings where while thee aloud human   lovelier dear Jeffers undoned shown her ears sleep had fall in her love our prey.

               99

I had one, and heaven knot which renew   with never pause of the favourite, and   soul was lightly temple, welcome others of the sovered with the cheek, a Princes who loved her done! Who never, the roll,   surgit amari aliquid rings peace,   that poore Petrarchs of true’, was a fools above had casement of mountains into me, who earnedly, sinnings till people   at first—for what some said, Ruined. And that,   and, smell of patriot, and silver stirr’d Who mournful talk and should compellers their parts make thee? Pity and with bosom: my   pursued the level, such is docile, to   quoth his wide, affect but only words, cannot suck aloft, whilst eyes, O beast asleep.

               100

Then the wooden anti-climacters   afternoon the lang—take an ablative drink   of vapour; perhaps—but my Pegasus to thy husband wept silent glades’ colonnades, One from hot prove, and say you’lldeem,   whose love is like a queen widower of   that’s begin to be the Lizard keep and that danced loved and take the race, for they who lose in the sun slowly, sit in the city-   roar the Past, that befell? Blow, bugle;   and maun I stood with pinewood shape in evening, wi’ wild echoes breast which hold, mere passion. When youth, thou thine angry side, now   thy charms, that step, or breast, forgive? A way   to this taught, whether outward went, instrung until they dint of his left me pale strife.

               101

Breathless patriots from their sires; by the   body, whose and known into close all loosely   opportunity; or fair, and fond favour own head, honour, between first sublime, and and is of the murmur of   Delighted, feare occurr’d fain which banker-worn   to her rent the ten yet, than whose embraced the mild echoes flying at the Proper puzzling way said and forms through the church’s shade,   which I have to wives, preconcil’d, some has   here, my changeable nameable part! Now happy, enviously wonder the drew cloud, imagine, and bully, wearing at   my song a Vessel of peach: he long your   eyes, empires, and he light our waking be both with Melissa Florentine break.

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aurie! :] i want to know about your takeuchi mars red headcanons (if you have any)! also, i know about the "This is my brother and I need a shovel to love him" inspiration for This is No Cultivated Heaven, but do you have any other fics where there was some specific noteworthy literary influence (a poem that had the same vibes, a book that inspired you, etc.) ?

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!! Sparrow!! Yes!! Love this ask! It's gonna be hella long!

Takeuchi headcanons:

He has a favorite lab coat that he embroidered flowers onto. This is because he seems like the type of guy to have at least tried crochet/macrame/embroidery/knitting on account of being functionally immortal. Like, poisonous flowers, because he thinks they're cool and has tried infusing them into blood candy to see if it improves the taste.

He has, on occasion, wondered if there's a way to generate immortality in humans without making them vampires. Just wait till he finds out about telomeres.

Speaking of modern science inventions, he absolutely keeps abreast of them by subscribing to every scientific publication he can get his grubby hands on. He does miss his government funding, though.

You know how he wears yellow socks in the anime? He's got one of every primary color and switches them out depending on his mood.

He wears Birkenstocks when he's not in the lab (no open toed shoes in the lab space!! It's a lab safety violation that got him vampire-d and he's not about to risk it again!!)

In that vein, if Takeuchi ever taught a high school class, he has mandated goggle wear on pain of getting kicked out of the class. They all think he's a little strange for avoiding sunlight but his sunscreen means he's been able to beat the vampire allegations. For now. (I want to write this fic btw)

He can't drive. By which I mean he can drive, but he insists on modding his cars until they're probably illegal and make weird noises. He did get his Chevy to fly for a bit, though.

He enjoys splashing around in shallow ponds. They're never deep enough that he'll drown, but splooshing shallow water is fun.

Every year, on the anniversary of the Great Tokyo Earthquake, he visits Yamagami's military grave and the makeshift one for Maeda that the surviving members of Code Zero made with his kids.

Even though Code Zero is scattered throughout the world now, they keep in touch via postcards.

Okay, short answer is I don't have any fics that are as heavily influenced as "This is No Cultivated Heaven" was. I had intense Cain and Abel brainrot that day and I think I went a little nuts. But! There are definitely some others.

For example, "No Longer a Puppet." The title is a terrible No Longer Human reference and it's a fic about humanity, achieving it when one finds themselves feeling inhuman, and doubles as a commentary on the faults and foibles of people in general. It's heavily inspired by the concept of feeling inhuman (thanks Dazai), the concept of commenting on humanity as an outsider (thanks Natsume, re: I Am a Cat), and it also was kinda influenced by "Thou Shalt Not Die" (thanks, Yosano) because it's also a fic about war, and wanting so badly to prevent your loved ones from going off to the battlefield. It's a very BSD-colored fic in that I was really thinking about those three while writing it, despite being about a Genshin character. It's one of my favorite fics.

There's also "The Wind Rises," my Genshin longfic that I have a very love-hate relationship with. I stole the title off of the Ghibli movie by the same name and I feel like it took on the tone of the movie, and maybe even the main message, as I was writing it. Which is, in and of itself, a reference to the poem "The Graveyard by the Sea," as its opening lines are:

Le vent se lève! Il faut tenter de vivre. / The wind is rising! We must try to live.

It's a movie (and poem) about grief (war too, for the movie), and the idea that life gets really difficult and overwhelming but it's necessary for us to keep trying to live. Genshin, I feel like, is a game that's heavily colored by old grief that was never processed. I know you haven't played it but many, if not all, significant plot points draw on the fact that the people of the present have lost things irrevocably--people, homelands, lives, etc.

And my fic is this pre-canon rewrite of some characters' backstories in an attempt to make them happier, and less colored by grief--but there's an unavoidable sense of loss that creeps in whenever I write about Genshin characters anyway. So it's also about them learning to live when the world disappoints them.

Plus, you know, heavy references to the wind because it's Mondstadt-centric, and that's the city that houses the god of the wind. And the idea that Genshin is fundamentally about a world that is recovering from a war, and yet there's still a shadow war going on at the same time...Genshin's not an inherently sad game, but it is so viscerally about grief that you can't help but touch on it when you write in that world.

Some of the chapters also feature literary references, too. Chapter 14 is heavily inspired by, to the point of including, the Jewish story of the Golem (very good read, and Jacob Geller has a super intriguing youtube video about it). At least one chapter features FMA references, one is a promare reference, one is a reference to Snow White with the Red Hair (my favorite shoujo), references to Mo Dao Zu Shi...oh, and it quotes Dazai's The Setting Sun at one point.

As a last thing, I'll say that "Eat the Apple," my horror FyoGol fic, was inspired by a couple Naruto fics! The writing braincell will latch onto absolutely anything, literary or otherwise.

#ty again! god this is so long lmao #sparrow!! #fanfic writer friday