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gofishygo · 5 days

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mito mito mito hihi 😋

i’ve been having some thoughts n i felt like sharing w the class newayssss

so i was having bubble tea earlier and i started thinking,,,,what cod characters would like it? i feel like price def wouldn’t,,simon wouldn’t mind it but he does def think its too sweet and proper tea is superior and blah blah blah (i acc don’t know im kinda divided on that like i hc him as a sweet tooth but bubble tea,,,ehhh i feel like he wouldn’t like it all that much like he’d be all grumbly about it,,, idfk

johnny and gaz i think would like it lots ,,

i also think alex wouldn’t like it abd farah would (i js like hc farah as this secret softie ok leave me alone 😞)

but THAT got me thinking,,,, what other food preferences would they have ?? i think gaz would rlly like sushi (saw a fan art of him on a sushi date w the reader and i forgot who made it but ):$/:)/&!:!!!!! it was so cute) and i also think gaz would handle spicy food well ?? and he would like seafood in general methinks (tryna think of some select seafood items he wouldn’t like but im drawing a blank bc im vegetarian shusbssjnsuen)

idrk ab simon and johnny and price,,,,,,out of them 3, i feel like simon or johnny would have the biggest sweet tooth (they’re on like completely dif ends of the spectrum character wise but shh i js know it) but they all eat A SHIT TON like the food could be burned or too salty or smth but if they’ve js come back from a mission then they’re eating that shit UP. and asking for seconds. and thirds. they would still give u food feedback if it’s some other day tho

also johnny is extremely passionate about haggis. no i have never tried it yes i js know he is ok moving on

KONIGGGG hmmmm,,,, i have no fucking idea lmao i think? a lot of german cusine involves bread and stuff,,,so……………i think he’d have rlly bland meals idk

i’ve been rlly into keegan lately but i cant come up w anything for him aaaa

also gaz would be the only one who knows how to use chopsticks. the others would learn fast being in the military and all but gaz and chopstick skills js make sense???

ANYWAY im soso sry for rambling sm lmao this is a lot of words,,,,,and this isn’t a req by any means !!! js needed to hear ur thoughts bc food is js calling to me like “ok but would blank character like this” like. urgh. ok im done now i think but yeah food preferences for cod characters of ur choice

ALSO !!! THE IOS SHARK STICKERS REMIND ME OF U,,,,,look at them$:!!;&:!3 OK IM ACC DONE NOW BYE BEY MITO HIPE U DONT FALL ASLEPE READING ALL THAT

AHHH hi weebun !! ^^ i was literally having bubble tea with my sister like a few hours ago and when i checked the inbox n saw this i BOLTED !! sorry for never responding to this, i forgot inbox existed..,

notes: shittily wrote as this as a warmup/just general yap :> sorry for messiness and incoordination.., platonic, no warnings !! unless ur lactose intolerant idk

so you'll be jus chillin w the 141 on base and then say something like "boba is absolute gas shits better than normal tea" and of course, since the majority of the taskforce is british, you get absolutely fucking jumped for it. like- keep in mind, you say this price, the NUMBER ONE TEA AND BISCUTS DEFENDER, so you do end up getting toilet duty for a week with the explanation of 'uncordial behaviour.'

but after your deployment, you are the one to arrange where the 141 meet up. it's a little ritual you guys have developed to stay connected in between missions, one that makes your friendship seem a bit more real. sometimes the only thing that keeps your eyes open and heart pumping. and since you're an absolute fucking menace, you ask if you can meet around the heart of london- and then drag them all into the nearest bubble tea store you can.

price... doesn't end up liking it. takes a total of two sips, nearly chokes on the pearls, and then sets the cup down. he claims he's been around long enough to know that this- like many other foods, is probably some 'trendy millennial bullshit that'll disappear in a solid few', but that doesn't help ease the insane side eye that he gets from the cashier.

but to your surprise, ghost seems somewhat okay with it. his face doesnt really change (from what you can tell- his mouth is still hidden due to some face mask he put on), but he seems neutral, relaxed, even. he mutters something along the lines of how it isn't too bad, but it doesn't beat a cuppa- to which you chose to ignore, and how he'll probably just stick to having an earl grey in the mornings. but a few months later, you catch him at the same boba store, and you cant help but giggle to yourself.

soap fucking inhales the drink. its genuinely concerning, to say the very least. he seems to like.. unhinge his jaw like some kind of snake, and then inhales the whole drink in what you think is a millisecond. and since he's the only scotsman on the team- thinks the whole 'tea n biscuits' ritual his colleagues have is utter stupidity, so not only does he now FREQUENTLY drink boba because he likes it- he also drinks out of utter spite.

gaz is the only one with a seemingly respectable opinion about boba, unfortunately. he's had it before, multiple times- it appeals to his sweet tooth and is the occasional treat after long missions. but unlike you, gaz does not value peace, and seems to keep egging soap on in chugging unreasonable amounts of the drink. (and he doesnt mention it, as he does not want to face the same punishment as you did, but he thinks that bubble tea is sometimes, just sometimes better than his cuppa.)

masterlist (some of my other stuff is better promise)

#୧ ‧₊˚ 📧 ⋅#call of duty #cod modern warfare #cod x reader #simon ghost riley #john price #john soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #simon riley x reader #john price x reader #johnny mactavish x reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader

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kanekoii · 11 months

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How do you think xsoleil would confess to their crush?

lyra’s notes -> METHINKS THIS IS A GREAT REQUEST I LOVE U ANON

pairings -> xsoliel x gn! reader

genre -> scenario filled to the brim with fluffles

song -> same scent - oneus

warnings -> lowkey set in japan a little cuz i miss living there a lot

VER VERMILLION •

such a soft boy oh my god. he’d confess in the early spring when all the flowers are blooming and the trees are blowing so gently in the warm breeze. the soul prophet would be hiding his face just a little behind his asymmetrical hair. his rose colored eyes shone with nervousness as he quietly whispers his love for you as the flowers he had picked for you fell on the ground and swirled around with the breeze. the flowers only fell on the ground because you didn’t have any room for them when your arms were wrapped around his neck, hands combing through his beautiful hair as you gave him the most gentle kiss. his lips were soft against yours as his eyes narrowed in pure happiness. ver’s pale face was dusted with blush as you walked hand in hand with the student counsel president.

MELOCO KYORAN •

she has a tendency to push herself really hard for the benefit of other students. you’d become concerned for her well-being and visit her at her house to find her sitting on the ground with other people’s homework surrounding her as she looked like she was about to cry from stress. you decided to help her with the things she needed to get done, and she eventually fell asleep on your shoulder. her dark hair was tousled and splayed around her face and deep purple hoodie. meloco’s confession would be sleepy and you had doubted it at first, but she said it again the next day just to confirm that she really did have feelings for you and had since you met. her cheeks were the same bright pink color as her eyes when she had confessed her love for you, earning her a gentle kiss on either blushing cheek.

HEX HAYWIRE •

traditional love letter all the way. hex would at first be conflicted on wether or not he was to express his feelings at all, but he decided it would be better to express it than to keep it secret. he’d leave the letter on your desk during your lunch when you were gone to get something. it was folded so delicately that you had to debate wether or not to open it at all. on the paper was hex’s pretty, yet slightly messy handwriting. the letter was so beautifully written, detailing the ways you were beautiful in his eyes, which was ultimately everything about you. his confession of love is the most beautiful, with the letter illuminating his feelings for you down to the smallest detail. it ended with a simple “i love you.” right above his signature, with a small heart drawn next to it.

KOTOKA TORAHIME •

she confesses spontaneously. the two of you would just be hanging out after school and randomly deciding to go to the beach. it was a late summer day, the intermediary between summer and autumn where the days are hot but the nights are as cold as ice. especially when on the beach, the cold and salty air fluttering around you and kotoka as the both of you play in the sand amidst the ever so gently crashing waves. it would be quick, nearly lost in the moment entirely. just a quiet “i love you so much oh my god!” that disappears in the sound of the crashing waves. she knew you heard it from the way you looked at her with an indecipherable expression on your face. not a moment later, she knew you felt the exact same by the kiss you gave her, wrapping your arms around her curvy frame and planting a gentle kiss right on her forehead, then both her cheeks, then her soft lips.

DOPPIO DROPSCYTHE •

he would confess in winter, when the both of you were walking around a shopping district together. he cautioned you to be careful because he didn’t want you to get a cold, and initially you thought nothing of it. he just wanted you healthy, that’s all. yet as the sun finished its descent under the horizon and the night became bitterly cold, accompanied by dark clouds covering the stars, doppio wrapped his jacket around you and bought you a warm drink. the way his normally pale face was flushed on his nose and cheeks from cold was oddly cute to you as the two of you walked. you offered to share your drink with him and he denied it, obviously flustered. the district was nearly empty, most people having gone home in the wake of the bitter cold. powdery snow started to fall so gently from the sky, causing a smile to appear on your face as you danced around in it, doppio right by your side. it eventually devolved to slow dancing in the snow, with you remarking that you wouldn’t leave him until you freeze. he leaned in a little, a small smirk on his flushed face. when he said the three words you had been waiting for for god knows how long, the distance between you and him was closed in response.

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jikjinz · 11 months

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★﹐five-star michelin ．﹗﹑

a/n: i know it's short but it's still better than nothing and yet methinks it looks good so here ya are

you surely had your ways to get what you want.

“baby, i- have to finish this,” hyunsuk whines out when you creep up behind his chair and start to massage his stiff shoulders. feeling him relaxing under your touch makes you smile slightly; all according to plan.

“but you need to take a break, darling.” true, hyunsuk was sitting the whole day and even more in his studio finishing the latest project. it’s already late and he knows it; does he even remember how the sun looks like? “and if you’re not going to let yourself rest, then i will.”

and as you say it, you stop massaging him. instead, you place one of your hands on hyunsuk’s forehead, while exploring his outfit with the other palm. pushing his forehead slightly to the back, you press a slight peck on his nose while staring right into his eyes. being upside down, you still manage to be the whole world to hyunsuk and you can see that in his stare.

“i love you and i care about you. that’s why you are taking a break right now.” hyunsuk sees the mischievous spark in your eyes and he knows what’s up with the break. he smiles, gaze still stuck on you, as he thinks about how lucky he is to have you. “have you eaten the dinner i brought you?”

nice that he has a spinning chair, because in no time hyunsuk’s able to spin around, pick you up, and place you on the couch, he himself landing between your thighs on purpose.

“yes, i did- but i’m still hungry, baby.” he says, reaching out for the belt of your jeans. “so i’m about to have a nice five-star meal right about- now.”

ding, ding! everything went according to the plan. good job!

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accio-victuuri · 1 year

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Weibo HS entries have been very fun today, lol omg. Sina Weibo is never on my good side but there are days like this that i am very amused. 😂😂😂

So earlier today, the entertainment hs was blowing up with Ren Min’s name because of her dating scandal. A paparazzi, released video evidence confirming that she is dating a director. So the top searches were all her name or that director, or both. I really don’t approve of celebrity’s relationships getting outed like this but what can you do. Then XZ gets into the mix, remember, She’s his co-star in Yuguyao / The longest promise. The reason why is kinda funny tho:

Their CP supertopic has changed their avatar into the words “fake” like what most accounts do when denying a rumor or melon, they stamp this word on it. It’s because of what came out, if RM is in a relationship, then their ship is not SZD. Which I think is not necessary, you can pair people up and continue to do so but not believe they are real. For example I love Dilraba and YY because of YAMG, but I don’t think they are SZD.

I’m not even mad when drama related CPs pop up or whatever co star the boys acted with. I mean, XZ & WYB started out like that too. It’s all good as long as they do not overstep and cause trouble and bad press for the boys. Poor XZ tho, suddenly getting dragged into this. Everyone should just focus on the 15 photos his studio released. It’s beautiful ♥️

NOW MOVING ON TO WANG YIBIS,

I already talked about the cpn implications of his photo today and meaning of the hashtag he used over here. The tag being 3rd on main HS, even tho if you look at the posts and the popular ones, WYB’s is the highest by a huge margin. So we know who gave traffic to that propaganda 😂 Please don’t use him for your rumors and to reach your KPIs, he will only work for free when it comes to the government’s projects.

On entertainment, he’s also there for other reasons, i’m capping it pretty late but it was much higher hours after he posted the photos. 📷

but my favorite is this one, which as of writing is not on the top 50 anymore. the initial post was that WYB’s photos were taken in Inner Mongolia. What’s hilarious are the comments 😂😂😂😂

everyone of the top comments are clarifying it’s because IM is a possible shooting location for Mermaid. what??? Why are they so defensive??? Can’t the account be saying that cause they wants fans to know where it is and maybe the fans can go and visit??? what are they clarifying for 👀

even a wyb fc account suddenly posted lol yet another “clarification”.

The lady (ies) doth protest too much, methinks.

It’s so obvious why they are saying this. Their CP alarm bells are ringing. I swear, these solos can deduce better than us. They saw our IM clowning so they decide to do this “damage control” lol. We know about Mermaid being potentially filmed in IM. We have been clowning since then so whatever explanations on the table is futile. I don’t think they will ever understand how to operate. Ignore CPFs. There is no sense in washing. CPN is all fake and speculation anyway. It’s not our fault. It is WYB who posted that and fed our clown minds.

and I think it will be so much better to post about that place and how yibo looks etc than make a clarification. they ( solos and other fans who have beef with us ) all say BXGs are “delusional” / “irrelevant” etc but they can keep on stalking our accounts and talking about us. In the meantime, we are still here, years later and THRIVING. 💛

#personal #yizhan #bjyx #there is no science here i’m just clowning like i always do

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necros-writing-stuff · 11 months

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Foxes and Minxes: Collabo'ween Day 21

GN!AFAB!Reader/M!Teacher!Bailey

Warnings: Me being very British with everything referenced here (sorry); Alcohol; Gloryhole; Hints of Yandere Reader; References to bullying; Condoms; Bailey POV and he feeling guilty; Only pronouns for reader are they/you.

Word Count: 4010

Notes: This is the telepathy mixed with teacher prompt! Bailey is not the telepathic one, though, and I kept it subtle methinks. It's also just fun to think of where Bailey might have ended up if he hadn't become the caretaker.

His paycheck is late. Again. Leighton has been holed up in his office all day yelling at delinquents, telling Bailey to come back later every time he'd popped his head in. The first round of students had set a bin on fire in the cafeteria. The second had been encouraging someone to moon passing cars at the gates. The third had popped River's tires.

Sure, the kids here were usually shitheads, but to this level? It had to have something to do with graduation coming soon - they were all in their final year of Sixth Form afterall. Most of them being 18, but not fully grasping that they were adults yet and that they could be arrested for what they had been up to.

Some of them were in his class: economics. Or rather, missing from his class today. They'd been put in the isolation room to write out lines at desks with screens on them so they couldn't talk to each other. Bailey had been in there once or twice as a kid, hell, Winter had been the one to put him in there a few times. Strange that they were now colleagues. Strange that Winter hadn't applied to be head of the school (or at least deputy) after all these years.

As it was, with the shitheads mostly missing, his class was quiet. Sixth Form classes were smaller than the secondary education classes, the other teachers who had to handle both levels had it worse. Typically UK schools have all of the desks pushed into larger tables to facilitate group work and to make larger use of the room's space, but with how bad the students are here all of the desks had to be separated to discourage certain behaviours.

Right up front was his favourite. A shy kid, huddled up with their notebook. He couldn't tell whether or not they were doing the work or absently doodling while their mind wandered. He didn't care either way. They'd finished their exams, the only reason they were still here in class was because they all had to be until they walked out with their grades or failed and were pushed out anyway. School policy. One that severely annoyed everyone who wanted a free period to wander around.

His favourite kept mostly to themself, barely interacting with the others even though they were silently chatting amongst themselves or watching the documentary he had put on to keep some of them occupied. Only educational programmings allowed. Yet another school policy. God, it was miserable here. He'd be watching Breaking Bad otherwise, all of these students had hit 18 so he wouldn't get in trouble from parents about it. But no, instead he'd had to throw on some bullshit scaremongering thing about the dangers of ecstasy pills he'd found on YouTube.

Funny thing, growth. Back when he was their age, he'd have bullied his favourite. He was as much of a little shit as the rest of them are today. Now he finds solace that at least one of them paid attention. And they'd be gone soon, replaced by another bout of insufferable 16 year olds who would be eager to push him to his limits - only to find that he knew their games and wouldn't be putting up with them. Same old song and dance every new year.

Which is why he wanted his fucking paycheck. He goes home bordering on having an aneurysm every night, the least he can have in return is his rent money. He's not late, not yet, he'd saved up enough to have reserves, but it still felt better to have it. Plus, he'd be able to get himself a takeaway tonight. That Chinese place he likes is open on a Tuesdays. Some egg fried rice, noodles, chicken curry, those salt and peppered chips. A lovely break in his recent health kick he'd been on.

Bailey sinks into his seat, sighing at the thought as he chews on a pen cap. His favourite looks up from their notebook, their eyes passing over him quickly before going back down. Not a new thing. They're a jumpy little thing like that. He'd bumped into them once and they'd whimpered as though he'd struck them. Kinda reminds him of all of those videos of foxes just squealing because they can - so he'd nicknamed them after the animal.

He's not a stranger to the signs of an abusive upbringing - the bullying couldn't have helped either. But he's not the one to offer support beyond letting them use his classroom instead of the library. They could go to Doren if they wanted a shoulder to cry on.

The bell rang then, the students mostly springing up and rushing out to head to the cafeteria. His favourite was stayed put until everyone else left.

"What you got today?" Bailey reaches under his desk, fetching a box from his bag and his homemade panini with it. Ham, lettuce, and tomatoes filled it up.

"Same as usual," you respond with a small smile. Which means…

Bailey catches the Yorkie when you throw it over to him, and in return he tosses a bag of Maltesers. That's your usual deal. You bring the Yorkie, Bailey exchanges it for whatever sweet snacks he has that day. Whichever parent it is that always packs the bars for you clearly hasn't clued in to the fact that you've grown sick of the chocolate. Luckily for you, though, Bailey could inhale a whole four-pack in ten minutes.

And with it not being a class, that also means he doesn't have to abide by the 'educational' videos only rule. At least, that's the excuse he'll tell Leighton if he's caught putting on fucking Hannibal.

But it's a nice time, eating with his favourite as they watch the show over the lunch hour. Sure beats the fucking staff rooms. Bailey might just quit if he has to hear River complain about that Whitney kid again.

It's quiet again (save the chewing), but this time it's a comfortable quiet rather than the eternally tense silence of a classroom full of kids a moment away from doing a crime to lull the boredom.

Little Foxie relaxes now that they're alone, your shoulders sloping and your eyes focused rather than shifting. Poor damn kid. But, not his circus, not his monkeys. He won't see you again after next week anyway.

"Which exam do you have left?"

"Just physics. I'm dreading it, though. Sirris kinda does best with biology, so I've had to teach myself quite a bit. Just wish Leighton would hire more teachers - Winter's started nodding off in class apparently."

Yeah, you aren't wrong there. Overworked, underpaid. And that's what separates you from the other student. That empathy you have for others. How you've held onto it for this long despite the torment of your peers never fails to amaze him.

"I'm excited to head off to uni, though. It'll be way different than here and I won't have to be around people I don't want to see." There's hope I'm your tone.

"What'd you pick again?" Bailey can barely speak intelligibly with all that chocolate stuffed in his mouth. Like he's ever been one for good manners though - and it seems to entertain you enough when you smile at him.

"I'm still not sure. Psychology's an option, but creative writing or even zoology sound cool, too."

"Zoology? Didn't know animals were your thing."

"I started thinking about that after that field trip to the forest last month. You know how Winter is trying to find all of those ruins but there's the bears and stuff that could hurt him? It would be good to work to keep people who work there safe by taking care of the animals. Oh, and the fact that they're extinct everywhere else in the UK. They're important."

Eden would disagree, but his old friend would keep to himself so long as he was left alone out there.

"That, and well… animals are honest, you know? I don't have to worry if they'll be bad like people. They'll let me know what they want, I just have to learn the body language."

Bailey snorts, finishing his Yorkie as he nods. "Aye, good point there. They say never work with kids or animals, but I used to work at the dog pound when I was your age and wrestling screaming huskies into the bath tub was easier than these lot."

You return to being pensive, head cooking to the side. "How many of them do you think will go to uni?"

How many of them will you have to avoid, you mean, judging by the nervousness that eases back into your voice.

"Not many. They'll be the better ones who do anyway."

No more chatting after that. There's not much more to say - you don't exactly go into personal stuff with your students. You've covered what was appropriate to talk about, and that was enough. That's how it always is. It's how it continues in the week to follow, until you graduate.

He'll miss you. Just a little bit. The chocolate coated apple you leave on his desk with a thank-you note with a voucher for the local Chinese place is a nice touch, too. Did he even tell you he liked that place? He can't remember, but probably.

Bailey knows why he harbours such feelings toward you. You're the kind of kid he'd hope to have if he was ever unlucky enough to spawn.

"Good luck, Foxie," he whispers to himself as he eats the apple - and what do you know - it's melted Yorkie chocolate. Maybe you should have added confectionary to your list of things to study.

A bittersweet heaviness settles in his chest, causing Bailey to rub the area as he frowns. Your note didn't have a social media handle, and now that you'd graduated you could add him on there. He'd like to keep an eye on your progress, but if you'd rather not then he understands. It's a new start for you, and he was a part of a difficult past even if he'd tried to offer safety in the storm.

He still couldn't help but feel left behind. And not for the first time, he thinks.

Dwelling on his sorrows won't do, though. It's better to get your demons out before they dig dens: so to Darryl's club it'll be tonight.

Bailey stays to fix his classroom up and get everything he needs for the summer. The kids left screaming for joy - his work hasn't stopped just because it's a holiday. He'll have to check his units and adjust all of his educational bullshit.

His flat is small, just a single bedroom and a joint kitchen and living room, but it's enough. He guesses. Bailey's younger self would kick him in the balls for ending up here instead of as some big-shot lawyer or whatever he'd had in his head back then.

Chucking his box of work shit onto his coffee table, Bailey pushes his dark hair back out of his eyes and heads to the shower. He can afford to spend half an hour in there, Leighton had sent the paycheck over. Its just what he needs, the scalding water loosening his muscles up and getting any sweat off of him from the summer heat.

The outfit he chooses to wear is simple, but it's tailored just right to make his body look it's best. Dress shirt in white, black slacks, Italian loafers, his woolen long coat. He doesn't put it on until he's eaten, though, opting to shovel pasta into his mouth with his towel around his hips.

It's still bright when he heads to the club even though the hour is late. Bailey finds himself thankful for it, the setting sun keeping some warmth as he waits for the bouncer to thin the line out and let him in.

The environment inside is energetic, music pulsing through the building as lights are focused on various dancers performing on the stages in various stages of undress. People sit around watching with drinks in one hand and money in the other, ready to throw the cash when they find a dancer that gets them going enough.

Bailey didn't bring change. Instead, he's off to the bar, taking an empty spot and ordering a whiskey. Then, he waits. Tourists come to this town for the beach (and the underground sex industry), many of them in the club tonight. Many of them good looking and looking for a fuck without ties. Luckily for one of them tonight, so is Bailey.

His eyes scan the crowd, trying to scope out some cute thing he can make eye contact with and smile at so they'll either come to him or he can go to them. Sadly, the club's occupants tonight seem to be mostly local. And he isn't paying for one of the dancers either - Bailey likes it here and he'd rather not end up banned and have to venture over to Briar's seedy little hole.

With no luck, Bailey settles for watching the dancers and listening to the conversations of groups around him for a while as he sips his drinks. Yes, multiple. If he can't fuck, he'll get a buzz and go home feeling merry at least.

That time closes in, his eyes feeling heavy before it even reaches one in the morning. Fucking hell, he's feeling his age these days. He's not fourty yet, but it's coming, and his back especially is feeling it.

Placing his latest empty glass on the bar, Bailey goes to get up when something catches his eye. Red hair, pretty face, young. Someone he doesn't recognise. He thinks. He's had enough to drink at this point that he can't see the best - but what he can see he likes.

Now it's just about getting their attention.

Another drink is ordered - this time a virgin cocktail. He's had enough alcohol, he'd like to be able to walk home without falling over. Then it's back to lounging against the bar, staring at the pretty red-head and willing them to look his way.

And willing. And willing. And… shit. Yeah, they're not interested. Plus, Bailey needs to piss.

The crowd goes up in cheers as one of the favourite dancers comes onto center stage, everyone glued to their spots as the music switches to their routine's soundtrack. It fades away as the door to the toilets swings shut behind the dark haired man. There's barely anyone else in there, and the two that are hurry to get out to watch.

Not wanting to risk having some creep take a photo of his dick while he pisses, Bailey stumbles into a stall rather than over to the urinals. He's surprised to notice a gloryhole in the side of the stall; the owners here don't like that shit happening in the open. And it's a bug fucking hole, too.

A deep sigh leaves his lungs when he relieves himself, his head falling back and his eyelids closing.

The door squeaks open, footsteps echoing as they make their way over to the stall right beside his own. Swearing under his breath, Bailey keeps an eye out for a phone coming under or above the stall. The stalls don't save you from pervs with cameras, but it does mean you can trap them in the stall and threaten them until they hand the phone over and you can delete what they took.

"Hey, sorry, I couldn't hear you out there."

Bailey's eyebrows crease as he shakes his dick and puts it away. Are they talking to him?

"Yeah, no, I'm in the bathroom now. What did you call for?"

Nope, not for him. Nice voice though, bit of an accent. Definitely not from around here. Could be his tourist.

"I- really? Really? You promised I'd be able to stay out the full night! You always do this, you always-"

Oh, yikes. Controlling partner, it sounds like. Bailey knows he should go, but to leave now while they're arguing? To interrupt it? That feels more awkward than to hide and pretend he isn't there until they leave first.

That accented voice only gets more upset, causing Bailey to cringe and hold his breath.

"No! No, I'm not doing this anymore. We're done, you fucking freak! Yeah? Yeah? Go ahead, burn my shit, like I care."

Oh, good for them, he guesses. He can still hear the tears in their voice. Tears that evolve into sobs when they hang up and, by the sound of things, sit down on the toilet seat. Time to go, Bailey thinks. He'll be really quiet about it, though.

Which he fails at. Immediately. His loafers slip against the tile and his fist flies into the wall. Bailey doesn't hurt himself, but those sobs cease immediately.

There's some flashes of movement beyond the glory hole, flashes of red hair going past while Bailey remains completely frozen.

"Are you okay in there?"

"I should be asking you the same thing," he shoots back. "But yeah, I'm good. Caught myself."

"Guy from the bar, right? You were looking at me."

Ah, so they're avoiding the question. Fair enough. He can't blame them for not wanting to tell a stranger about the partner they just broke up with.

"Yeah, sorry, didn't know you were taken." He grunts as he finally stands back up right, smoothing out his shirt and working on tucking it back in.

"Were." It's whispered, accompanied by the shuffle of clothes. He'll leave them to it, he supposes.

"I, ah. Good luck with your-"

They weren't pulling their pants down to take a piss. They were pulling them down to press their pussy against the glory hole, giving Bailey a good view of it.

"You have a condom? I'm free now so…"

Bold little minx, aren't they? Forward with what they want, but responsible enough to ask for a condom. Which Bailey would have forgotten if they hadn't mentioned.

"Yup," is all he says, the 'p' popping as his pants come down again. Fishing out the condom from his wallet, Bailey keeps the packet held between his teeth as his hands get to work. One wraps around his cock, the other pressing against their pussy and thumbing their clit.

Such a cute giggle they have, such a cute little cunt they have. Just what he needs to keep make his day after all of the goddamn stress. He's clumsy though, the drink and the two different movements of his hands making his ministrations rough. Not that the minx next door seems to mind.

He's quick to harden, ripping the condom packet open before rolling it down on himself.

"Just spit on me, I don't want to wait longer."

Fucking hell, yeah he can do that. Leaning down, Bailey rolls his tongue around in his mouth, gathering spit before drooling it all over their cunt. And he just can't resist giving it a lick when he picks up how good it smells.

They laugh again, wiggling their hips so that his tongue teases their clit for a few seconds before he pulls away. Then it's right to what they both want.

The angle is awkward, standing up so straight his back leans away from the wall as he presses himself in. Completely worth it when he feels how tight and warm it is - even around the condom they feel like heaven.

Reaching up, Bailey tightly grips the top of the stall dividing wall to keep himself steady while he pumps in and out. Nice and slow to start, nice and slow to find the angle he likes and a rhythm that makes sense. He keeps his head down, watching himself sink in. Such a good sight to commit to memory.

The minx starts whimpering, gyrating their hips to demand more from Bailey. Strange that the whimper seems familiar, flashing images of a certain fox-like ex-student through his head. And a flash of heat through his lower belly.

"Fuck," Bailey hisses, shaking his head and trying to focus on the here and now. Completely inappropriate to think of you right now. He's never thought of you that way, and he won't start now.

But then the minx whimpers again, leaving Bailey with the thought of his little Foxie bent over his desk, taking him rough and hard while they both watch the door from fear of being caught.

You're gone. He won't see you again. It's not like he'll have to look you in the eye on Monday and face the shame of having had these thoughts. What's the harm in indulging in them when they make his skin feel so aflame?

"Yes, Sir, more!"

Oh that fucking helps. Sends his mind reeling about how nice you always were, how you knew what he wanted from you whether it was your behaviour, work, or conversation. It would translate into the bedroom, Bailey knew that much. You'd be such a good little one for him, on your back with your knees held to your chest so he could get a good view of what's between your legs. What he'd be tasting, savouring.

"So good, Sir, so good," the minx whines, that one fucking title the sweet spot in it all.

Bailey snarls, pumping hard and fast right into them, right into you, his brain stuck in a world where you're in his apartment, laying in his bed and clinging tightly to him while he makes your anxiety seem out of your body with every hit against the slick, gummy walls of your sweet cunt.

It creeps up on him, electricity sparking up his spine as his balls tighten. Bailey hasn't come this close to finishing so quickly in years, a realisation that sobers him for a second. His teeth dig into his lower lip, but it doesn't slow down the building explosion that hits him.

He loses control of his hips, feeling like they're being pushed forward by an unseen force as he buries himself into the minx, spilling spurt after spurt of his seed into the condom. It drains that burst of energy he'd had, his cock slipping out of the minx as he struggles to stay standing.

"You okay in there, handsome?" There's no mocking in their voice, just amusement.

"Shit - sorry. I'll finish you off, here-"

"Nah, it's all good. My phone won't stop going off and if I don't answer that bastard really will burn my shit. I left my mother's necklace over there so I should head over."

"Don't go alone if you can help it," Bailey grunts, putting his clothes to right again and disposing of his condom in the bin. Next door, he hears the minx putting their clothes to right as well.

"Yeah, I'll grab my friend on the way out. She's probably out of money at this point anyway."

Their stall opens, footsteps heading off. Bailey isn't long behind.

Two seconds. Two seconds of seeing them clearly in the mirrors above the sink as he passes. Two seconds where he sees them fixing their hair - an obviously fake wig that he can make out clearly since the drunkenness has faded. Two seconds where he can make out their face in the bright light of the bathroom.

One extra second when you turn back, panic in your eyes at the knowledge that he'd realised who you are. The panic fades though. Instead, you're smiling in a way he's never seen you smile before. It's confident. Fox-like.

"Or maybe I'll just head back home since there's no ex-boyfriend. Could go back to yours. Bet you'd like more of a taste, Sir. I'll even hold my legs apart for you."

Bailey can't move. Can't chase after you and demand answers as you scurry off, your hips swaying in that outfit. Can't believe his cock is hardening again, and that you'd know just what he wants. Just like he'd thought you would.

Why do you always know what he wants?

#collaboween #spill my guts #necro's fics #bailey the caretaker #gn reader #afab reader #cw alcohol #yandere reader #degrees of lewdity

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nedseii · 10 months

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Hello, your drawings are really beautiful. I hope you don't mind if I ask you a few questions.

1. Which program do you use and recommend for drawing?

2. Are there any tips you can share for drawing?

3. How do your drawings look so smooth? (I use Ibispaint and the drawings do not look smooth at all.)

4. Do you have any advice to get to a better level in drawing?

Hi!! Hope you're doing well Anon! And sorry for replying late :'(

Here we gooooo:

I changed the way I work since the last ask I received (I had to because my tablet started acting weird again and my hand would end up hurting by the end TwT)

1/ The program I use is Sai 2! And when I want to add filters/textures, I copy and paste the drawing to CSP and modify it there! The noise filter I use comes with this brush set on CSP 👇

As for the program I'd recommend, it would definitely be Procreate! A friend of mine sometimes lends me her Ipad so that I can draw stuff for her and it's always the best experience ever! (far better than CSP and Sai methinks) That's why I'm saving money rn in order to get an Ipad too and finally be done with this old tablet of mine :') (it's a Wacom Intuos CTH-480 if you're wondering)

2/ Here's how I basically draw (I hope this helps!!)

3/ It's cuz I always turn the stabilizer on 15 when I do the lineart >:)

I turn it to 0 when I sketch tho'!

4/ Idk if this is helpful but here's how I improved:

When I started taking drawing seriously I first began by improving on how I draw faces! I would look up my favorite artists' stuff and try to understand how they drew theirs >:) I first would copy their art and then try to replicate it without looking and see if I remembered and understood how they went about it! I then started to combine everything I liked from each until I reached a result I really liked :')

The only downside to this is that I didn't study anatomy AT ALL so I started all over again using the same method but with full bodies, and after I felt like I learned how to draw very basic poses I started looking up references on Pinterest and try to replicate them into basic shapes! And that leads us to today lmao

Keep in mind that I still use references to this day! They're very important!! For example, I used Gwendoline Christie as a reference for my recent Robb X)

And here's some examples of my old embarrassing doodles:

ANYWAYS, remember that the most important thing of all is to have fun Anon! I hope this was helpful!! And I'm wishing you the best for your art journey :') NEVER GIVE UP!!! 💖💖💖💖💖

#ask

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joopacabra · 9 days

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hummm little rambling methinks just a little.. we’re not too bad right now

i am thinking about the wifest wife shifty, a thousand hugs,, followed by a thousand more..

fortunately tonight i am a lot better than i was last time i was rambling, that was rough.. my headspace has still be pretty rocky and I almost lost it earlier but I brought it back together and I’m doing alright,, the thoughts are loud and spooky but we will put those away for now!

i drew some more, i figured I wasn’t gonna touch the aforementioned tree wife drawing, so I tried to make a new one,, but she turned into prisoner instead ,, i got line art kinda done but had to stop,, I should probably really stop trying to draw while I am actively frustrated and agonizing but for some reason that’s the only time brain agrees to do it,, I’ll see if i can fix things though, i am sad I haven’t had anything to share lately ,,

these mental things aside.. I bit a sandwich, wrong,,? tooth agony again.. this whole eating thing is pretty tough.. I’ll take my nutrients directly into my blood maybe…

things are alright,, just sorta dull.. hopefully all will continue well tomorrow,, that’s probably all , just felt like rambling the current mood, especially since last time I talked about it it was pretty shitty,. if anyone is seeing this, have a very nice day as usual <3

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satorisoup · 6 days

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hii ‹𝟹 im so sorry for my late reply but i have been working on my mental health, things have been pretty rough and i didn’t want to come here talking and faking everything was fine </3

your welcome. i’m sure it will always be a pleasure to read your work :3

fr fr :( . tanjiro and genya are literally the cutest??? along with muichiro. like cmon??? who can hate them 😣

yeah. there’s this region problem. crunchyroll in my country doesn’t available many anime 😒 it sucks tbh but thank you, i will try ‹𝟹

yes 🙌🏼 i can’t believe yesterday someone told me that hq wasn’t good🧍‍♀️! bokuto is a silly little boy, but i think if they got together it was because of bokuto 🤭

good luck for getting your puppy in the future 🖤🖤

fr summer can be really tough sometimes T^T hope is doing better now ‹𝟹

autumn is coming in some days ALREADY isn’t it crazy how time flies 🤯 !! and thank you so much 🥹🖤

tbh i make your words mine :’) <33

things are stressful, but hanging in here. how about you? i hope you had a fun august ‹𝟹

loads of love and hugs for you, sweetie 🫶🏼

UWAHHH HAI MA LOVE !! (ˊᵒ̴̶̷̤ ꇴ ᵒ̴̶̷̤ˋ) i must apologize for m’ late reply SOB !! m’ soso happy to see you in my inbox ehe !! >//<

SOBSOB ouh, nono !! please, i promise it’s oki !! there’s no need to apologize m’ sweets !! :< i understand sometimes things aren’t always the best, i’m just happy to see you in my inbox any time !! <3

SNIFFLE omigoodness, m’ soso sorry to hear that things haven’t been to well for you !! T^T m’ soso proud of yous for choosin’ to work on your mental health !! pwease know m’ always here if you ever need to talk, you’re an absolute delight and you deserve all of tha happiness !! <3 remember you are loved n’ cherished, always !! :<

EEEK omigoodness !! muichiro !! he is just the absolute CUTEST !! i wanna squish his little cheeks !! :< ouh, how i miss him </3 i must get a figure of him someday !! my best friend absolutely adores him ehe >//<

GASP !! crunchyroll, when i catch you !! :< m’ soso sorry crunchyroll isn’t available for yous !! T^T yes, pwease let me know how it works out for you ehe !! ^_^

OMIGOSH someone said dat haikyuu wasn’t good ?? :0 nunu !! not true !! haikyuu is tha bestest in tha whole universe methinks !! >//< ehe, for realsies !! 🥺 kou would sweep keiji off his feetsies !! ( just as he did with me teehee !! :3 )

TEEHEE mhmhm !! autumn is upon us n’ m’ SHOOO excited !! >.< time really does fly !! & YES !! m’ doing much better with tha heat, m’ currently in the process of redoing my whooole room !! tha room im moving into gets the coldest in the whole house during winter n’ fall so m’ SUPA excited ehe !! THANK YOU FOR ASKING MA SWEETS !! <3

SOBSOB i really do hope things get less stressful for yous !! just remember to take it a little at a time, i pwomise things will get better !! my august was a little all over tha place, m’ hoping september n’ october will bring along better things for tha both of us !! <3

EHE we must talk abouts mha methinks !! have you watched it ?? if you have, i must know your favorites !! >//<

i also must ask if you collect anything !! :0 manga, figures, mugs, clothes, buttons, pwease tell me all if you do !! i’d love to talk about it with you !! :>

WAHHH i hope things light up for you, ma love !! i adore our chats more than anything !! >//< m’ soso excited to be mooties with you now ehe :3 !! m’ sending you all of my bestest wishes & hugging you soso tightly !! MWUUUAH !! <3 🍓

#TEEHEE YOU’RE THA CUTIEST EVAAA !! >//<#it’s always a delight to talk with you ehe !! <3 #「✉︎」 — a trip to the mailbox .ᐟ #° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . — special delivery from cosmiicdust .ᐟ

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demetriandelibinaryboyfriends · 1 year

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@allvalley100

Prompt: Superstition

Pairing: Hawkmetri

This is...apparently what happens when you get too into Dracula Daily XD Enjoy the crossover of all time!

This is a 4-parter—400 words total! Wanted to write more, but oh well.

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Day 27

Victory!!! Operation Hunt-Down-Eli-Moskowitz-After-His-Mysterious-Disappearance isn’t hopeless after all!

People in Transylvania are eating up my “selling my late grandmother’s estate” cover. I guess that Alexopoulos name comes in handy sometimes!

Anyways, locals told me if I wanted info on people passing through, I’d better go see “Lord Hawk.” Apparently most outsiders come just for him? Pretty weird.

The locals did keep crossing their chests and muttering prayers whenever they mentioned Lord Hawk, but eh. Probably just superstitious nonsense. One lady insisted I wear a crucifix, and rushed off before I could tell her I was Jewish. The sheer insensitivity!

Day 29

Victory again! Nearly missed the carriage to Lord Hawk’s castle, but the driver made it just in time!

Funny, the driver seems…oddly familiar? Could swear I’ve heard his voice somewhere. I asked him if he’d ever visited California, and he asked what California was in a fake-sounding Romanian accent. Something’s afoot, methinks.

He drove by these blue hellfire circles and said not to worry about them. We nearly got mauled by wolves, too, but he happens to be a damn wolf whisperer. He told them to leave, and…they did? I’m baffled.

What a weird place. Hope Eli’s okay.

Day 30

Good news: I found Eli!

Bad news: He’s wearing his hair in blood-red death spikes and won’t be talked out of it, he believes his name’s Lord Hawk, and his teeth are sharper than I remember.

Playing along until I figure out how to proceed, which means I…may have offered to sell Eli my fictional estate.

Side note: Eli cooked me souvlaki, despite claiming he “only vaguely remembers my nerd shit.” Can’t buy he’d just guess my favorite, so…either I embedded myself in his subconscious enough to survive amnesia, or he’s gone completely insane. Hope it’s the former.

Day 37

Disturbing update!

I was in some side room and I stumbled into these three strange women who kept trying to drink my blood. Sheesh, how do you tell girls that kinky you don't swing that way?!

Luckily, I didn't have to. Eli burst in, pissed as hell, and practically threw one of those girls across the room! Looks like he’s been working out.

It was a lot, so I…may have fainted a little bit. Not before Eli picked me up and carried me to my room, anyways. I didn’t swoon! What am I, some kind of sap???

#allvalley100 #hawk x demetri #demetri x eli #binary boyfriends #elimetri #hawkmetri #hawkmeat #demetri x hawk #eli x demetri #demetri alexopoulos #demetri cobra kai #eli moskowitz #hawk #cobra kai #vampire au #vampire!eli #vampire!hawk #dracula au

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dimonds456 · 1 year

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HEEEEYYYYY DIMS I DONT HAVE A YOUTUBE CHANNEL BUT I JUST SAW YOUR LATEST VIDEO I'M A FEW DAYS LATE BUT AAAWWWUHEKHJNTJHJHB OKAY FIRST OFF: THE FANWORKS SOUND SO COOL THEY REALLY DO HELL YEAH. SECOND: TO KILL A ROSE WAS REALLY NICE WHEN I WATCHED IT AND ITS GONNA BE SO NEAT SEEING MORE OF YOUR ORIGINAL STUFF BECAUSE ITS ALL SO COOL. C: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA FOLLYCHROMATIC HELL YES THE BELOVEDS OUGHR THE OPENING ANIMATIC LOOKS SO GOOD SO FAR AND THIS WHOLE THING LOOKS SO COOL I CANT WAIT (BUT I CAN BECAUSE TAKE HOWEVER MUCH TIME YOU NEED JRGNRJHJ) BAH GOD I CANT WAIT FOR WHAT YOU DO IN THE FUTURE OVERALL AND I CANT GIVE MY COMPLIMENTS ON YT BUT LOVE <33

(also d: I think I got it right I'm pretty sure I did but WAAHUGHRHGH I LOVE YOU TOO DIMS (also yeah mentioning by name is cool methinks) YOU'RE THE COOLEST MOOT I'VE EVER MET🫰 <333)

I LOVE YOUUUUU AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Thanks!! I'm looking forward to the future so so so much! It's FINALLY happening and I'm SO excited! :D :D :D

And awesome, I can give you a shoutout in the comments, then, thanks! ^^

I gotta start moving videos over (I'll prolly do that tomorrow after work) but yeah. Once that's done it's all-in OwO

To Kill a Rose is one of my favorite things I've done. I wish I had more than a month to work on it, but given the time I had, it turned out really good I think. So, with bigger time slots now, the shorts should be better quality moving forward, too, which is something else I'm super excited about.

Just- GOSH I don't think I've been this excited about life in a long time. I can't wait to get the storyboard done so I can start streaming animation again :D :D :D

OH YEAH I REALIZE NOW I FORGOT TO POST THE VID ON TUMBLR, so if you don't know wtf I'm talking about, here!

youtube

YEEEHAW!!

#dimond speaks #it posted before i was done typing oops #BUT YEAH!

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mindstriker · 1 year

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If you are still writing about Batman rogue headcanons I was wondering how would each one treat retail workers?

I'm absolutely still posting rogues headcanons! I just haven't been super active on this blog lately/ haven't had a lot of interaction- so I haven't been getting any asks to answer! I should post about that again tbh. Anyways, I'm probably not going to cover everyone, but here are some of my faves and how I think they'd act. We're running specifically w/ food service workers here because that's the form of retail I have experience with teehee

Riddler: Look, I love him as much as the next guy, but he would fucking SUCK to deal with as a customer. Edward has a massive complex about being better than other people, and that of COURSE applies to retail workers as well, unfortunately. He'd be just as snappy and prone to insults as he is with his own henchmen, lmfao. Expect to get called something demeaning if you fuck something up in his order, and try not to take it personally- it's not specifically because you're working customer service, it's just because you're somebody who isn't him or one of his close friends (skull emoji).

Catwoman: Literally the model customer. She's friendly and will strike up a conversation, but not in that over-the-top enthusiastic way that can sometimes be exhausting to deal with. She might have her eye set on stealing the finer things in life, but that doesn't mean she doesn't respect the people who are working customer service jobs to get by- hell, she's probably worked some shitty retail jobs of her own as a teen before getting into crime full-time. She gets it. She's not going to give you a hard time, ever.

Harley Quinn: Very friendly and easy to serve! She'll take forever to decide what she wants off the menu, and will probably ask you at least seven questions about different items, but at the end of the day she's not rude and doesn't cause much of a fuss, so it's all good.

Scarecrow: Whether or not you consider him an easy customer or not depends on whether or not you're cool with someone who just abruptly orders their food/drinks before you can get your "Hi, welcome to (blank), what can I get you?" spiel out of your mouth and then just goes completely silent the entire time their order is being prepared. That's Jonathan. Don't even bother trying to make small talk, just ignore the Kubrick stare being levelled at you while you work- he's probably relatively harmless if he's just there to pick up something to eat.

Two-Face: Hear me out. He's easy to handle if you know how to. If he's just at your place of work to order food or something, you're not going to wind up on the wrong end of a coin flip unless you fuck up majorly and do something cringe and fail. Just be a normal guy. Treat him like any other customer in this scenario, and he's probably about as average a customer as you can get, if a little on the intimidating and impatient side. Harvey seems like he's always got somewhere to be, and might be a little bit peeved if things take longer than they should- he does have a bit of a hair-trigger temper, after all, but like... it shouldn't be an issue. A simple polite apology and a promise that the order's on it's way, and you're not in danger at all.

And finally, the Joker. Do I even need to tell you how the Joker probably treats retail workers? Methinks the answer is no. You can imagine that one yourself... yikes.

#batman rogues #gotham rogues #rogues headcanons #this is me yelling #jonathan crane #edward nygma #selina kyle #harvey dent #harley quinn #yippee

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libidomechanica · 4 months

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“Juan, half an hour and quell”

A Kelly lune sequence

In the leopard part. All the more to the winds are lang!

Busily seeking with Me! Juan, half an hour and quell?

At this hair sweet love, now she’s at that once thence decay.

Has cause I feel smiles the streams? Its corn wav’d green holly!

From the talks to diverse? Squad of our breast! Of the Jews.

For thy cheeks, the proof— her purity entwine its back.

The hounds,— love to-day? But if they will shine utter’d me.

The rills o’er and Crown, then Madam— Madam—Madam—hist!

I lost in Old Story? All the tide, ladies I will.

From the striking up. She sate within arranging moon.

All faire lines so very hand. Judicious of Sorrow!

And when they impress. Desire, but makes man from me.

The owlet in silent and find then—and the cold sward.

Such tears, by the weak in.—I’m in such waits in the pair.

Seeking: as midnight a cigarette. Its strength be here!

The less. All people shouting then Madam—Madam—hist!

By mortal alarm. Camel tumbled, whilst flower rate.

The poesy of his Presence. And comforts for here fedde.

Friend. And while for your in a watrie glassy deep to seed.

And so she’s good, some melancholy! Then what I mean!

Oh distills your mother’d with sparkling roguish een.

If from vermeil lips? You think Sappho’s Ode a good food.

No doubt: but Grey was a museum. Catch not a few.

Besides, though I adore o Sorrow! A full as I.

We drives, yet I guess. She may triumphant, unawares.

If I could be quoted; Antonia you are you.

Shadow. But, ah, she loiter’d, and death-bed overture.

She knew noses, one mighty flurried; demure will out.

A Shah there you. He cried, with joy gone under and sup.

Of Death! The will turn sourest moan; long seaward flowers.

It was it may be, no! Me, i’ll not behind; for me!

There vnseene, the buried. And then comes the Almighty fret?

You will banish me! In whose to this we misery?

So that half wonder and so I’d fain, peona kiss?

Son or Daughter; my native land doom takes love again?

For Johnny make such a though Betty figure? Is left.

A cowslip on the mountains! Except to know no more!

And I would love. To say, methink us world; thy voice?

Above. Then come sweeter strength to diuorce from the serene!

My Lady. That purchast mind was far from Dian’s temple.

By that ye cal him? And lives best voice this, at last bud?

To pick out to diver’s honey- fly alas! For heart!

Such lovely and rock my breast. My Jeffrey held has much.

Lemons, and robes sweet are lang! Soon as this, but the Pearl.

Your lips a kiss’d her befalls. Surely hath been our feet.

On to bite than landlord make. A new one, beautiful.

Those palms, new-plucked at home! And the arms, it sooth, and treat?

Sweet to be true one. But few have seen; for instancy.

Dense and from the squirrel’s barn. The bus, though beloved.

Said in—I forget what the acted right, but the lie.

Our victorious souls’ antipodes. Up his fair.

When pale cheeks of battering me, I leaue to us.

And, like to her, if unto her feeling stirs again.

—Her song.—’Tis Dian’s fault of beauty who came a martyr.

Could love! Was never be by phantoms of me therein.

Those suicide was full of claretless plain of Song?

Depth Cimmering. Thou tread’st with a sudden with the two?

As Captains kiss her. This I could not yet thee and low!

Because she revives; amaz’d, she would hope? The devil.

Now when he done, Salámán eyed the sudden leave told!

Of stone! She turns frown, then she look’d upon the best of?

There came ye, jolly. Or say that they are the eagles.

Alas! But whether is brought in your gloom; up the soil.

Which made too late? Poor lone beloved you all fame sheep.

Bare merely tend it o’er has twa sparkling rogue!—Who?

The boy was also the day with the stain. Better know.

Before his Banquet loves him the hears, though not need me.

Not Hesperus: lo! Firmness, gather’d fire, and whirlpool.

At the mair they cal that so content. And Betty, go!

Are maidens, nor eloquence of four kiss. But that blood?

Want thou kiss high rocks through the learning river judgment.

Than an uneasy virtues with fine relish, many?

I stands. And sere, my times abroad, and snatch a curst die!

Must still not do! Slack and peeled at, and rock yawns,—you can.

We are his wife you reach other thrills. Wide universe!

The sylvan aisles. And tuned it be grows that anon.

With zebras strange adventure. Thus constant visitor!

Is done. I said: I must has told those paths of our back.

And not, and all wear no more, and laughs aloud. But, light.

Souls’ antipodes. Perhaps, a virtue dignified.

Lights came to fields nothing you mayest he ken’d the bright on.

Past wet under young, I’m a stones of Song? When I left.

I’m o’er you in ioyes. Look and death its hue vermilion.

#poetry #automatically generated text #Patrick Mooney #Markov chains #Markov chain length: 6 #194 texts #Kelly lune sequence

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