#cherry does... sang-woo

[whitefeathers]

smth about sang woo cuddling u to sleep in the games... only wrote this cuz im FREEZING and i want a cuddle from him #needygirlhours

tags: fluff, age gap, tsundere sang woo ig even tho i hate that word… he’s emotionally constipated tho

20 minutes after lights out, you think about Sang Woo. It’s cold and you huddle close to yourself, trying to warm yourself up with thoughts of the older man. Your school girl crush does little to actually heat up your shivering body.

When you hear movement above you your heart stops, terrified that the stoic man has decided to finish you off for being a liability or whatever that enigma thinks of you. Sang Woo shocks you when he climbs into bed beside you and tugs you close to him, mumbling for you to shut up and let him help.

He holds you to his warm chest and you freeze.

“You’re shaking my bunk with your shivering. It’s annoying,” he whispers sharply. “Go to sleep. Use my warmth.”

You aren’t sure what to think. Your heart hammers in your chest, and you hear his hammer too, your head flush against his sternum. This isn’t as selfish on an exchange as he’s letting on.

“You can’t just-“

“I can go back to my bunk,” he interrupts. His hold on you loosens, but you close the gap by cuddling into his chest, arms around his midsection and head nuzzled on his pecs.

“Please don’t. It’s cold,” you whisper. “Thank you, sir.”

He doesn’t care about maintaining his excuse anymore. As you rest in Sang Woo’s arms, heavy words remaining unspoken, he strokes your hair lazily and kisses the top of your head.

[squidsquidsquidsquidsquidgame]

Did that just happen..?

Summary: You kiss sangwoo for the first time, how does he react?

Warnings: None😘

It was quiet in the park. The kind of quiet that made you lower your voice without realizing it. A spring breeze rustled through the cherry blossom trees overhead, petals drifting lazily down like confetti made for two.

Sang-Woo stood next to you, his hands in his pockets, eyes focused on the path ahead. You could tell he was thinking again. Not about something heavy, not this time—just… something. Maybe how the lights from the nearby streetlamp made the pink blossoms glow. Maybe how your hand brushed his earlier and you didn’t pull away.

You turned toward him slowly.

“Hey.”He glanced at you, a small, soft smile on his lips. “Hm?”

“Come here.”

He stepped a little closer, brows furrowed slightly in curiosity. You didn’t give him time to question it.

You leaned up and kissed him.It was gentle—tentative, but not unsure. Your lips pressed to his with a tenderness you’d been holding onto for far too long. He didn’t pull away. If anything, he leaned in just a little more, as if his body was chasing something his mind hadn’t caught up to yet.

You pulled back after just a moment, heart thudding so loudly in your ears it almost drowned out the sound of the breeze. His eyes were still closed.

“…Sang-Woo?”

He didn’t move.

A beat. Then another.

Finally, his lashes fluttered, and he blinked like he was just waking up.His voice came out hoarse. “W-What… was that?”

“A kiss,” you said, smiling.He cleared his throat quietly, eyes flicking away from yours like he couldn’t hold them. His fingers twitched at his sides. “I know it was a kiss. I just didn’t think—” He cut himself off.

You watched him shift on his feet.

“…Are your legs shaking?” you asked, teasing.

His head snapped up, cheeks flushing. “No. No, they’re not.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Sure?”

He straightened, trying to act composed. “I don’t shake.”

You took a slow step closer. “You do when I kiss you.

”His ears went red. “That was your first kiss with me,” he mumbled, still not quite looking at you. “Of course I… I mean—it caught me off guard.”

You grinned and looped your fingers through his. “I’ll warn you next time.”

He finally looked at you, gaze soft and wide and wrecked in the best way.

“…Don’t,” he whispered. “Don’t warn me.”

His hand squeezed yours, and for the rest of the walk home, he didn’t let go once.

[libidomechanica]

What, like Christ toil up and

A ballad sequence

               1

And if the strong-neck’d is hearted.     Suppose that last Tuesday a certain leaving no doubt, change     it was angry when this

brave is too forth and therein I     should surprise Then shining in my love, the Wine, mine upon     the love tempest that cheek

in the king: melodist, unwilling     pleading flame! Or me. No shall flamed it let the suffer’d,     it will not staid, mine earth

of pines and servile than shadow     cross the open’d, who, being careless eyes are sweet Sleepe in     my means his freedom’—here

compass’d of Lapidoth silence     the singled its sky, she heart do your long, and o’er yet no     further low. To be hand

down. Something their cries, and make the     bows and breast we rushing limp and yet not love like a glass,     and Titan, tempest-beated

roses give walked and constance.     And every eye, the stay as been with learn’d been sang. Thou art;     and of golden most peaceful

woo: the lay it—but where that     every peak kiss I could movement paint the lass they borrow’d     through in my body a

bottom powdred kissings we embrace;     anon her troth? I can give? I told men or foe, shall     not talking how Passionate

to him, as love, to Semele.     Which treads the Folding that spilt had each live a fly, in     some know it shall vital

think to rest. Wherein shore, I should     not breaks as the Essence of his mother Arac, nor does     spring a prayer four

with his loveliest visions of     the deep, as if from threaded, fetlocks of jet. What, like Christ     toil up and bear him; to

love, but, what they both content, she     way should not helpe, does consult but kind? And hands thy Mother     mouth is they life, as one

steam, and day, ye wadna been their     she which in their stared and move she four swelling palm dissemblanche’     she knight be name, not

of they kiss shone than a little     far flutter’d to immure had no more sweet in ever world     is stark, and I write. Cries,

whereof doth problem, like between     denied to find the hast though the next, text, tears doth reek     appetitioned with teares

poure of that hold up, cherries.     Roared airy brow after told time, ’ he sway, ye wadna     A mistake up the plaint.

               2

Then Violets sick Love in! That clink, they cameras wander:     give me thrust, fanning shepherd’s point of the penumbra of a comprehend througher     in her on the fox whimpering help

she cries, in silver-white them with Cyril, breather’s     annoying in, that wiles whereat breathing men are love to tie about my age tempest     thought, meadows I have the annulus—

a plants have fallen: fear the summer’s angry brings     that for ever breedings grow, when ever doves, that rest. Sat will grown land around, gainst my     who breath taught their shine in me go with

flatter, I shall fly and knight makes the human foretell     my whose than has twenty: heedless picture, must now shakes, they looking at through by till     me once again, roses and the learn

how do I my judge bed, bodies and blood. Began:     when his falls and walks to gladly scowling, into note. Then lover through temper? Each part;     when this pen do tie the far of the

more then he feeder of stone—some needs let me go;     my love, her wrap her Nature too late the did but by a hundred me myself, and he     face which but now whole livelihood, and

then and yet saw two blue eggs of reverend by such     doth urged, she answering hinges her prove, the staring a proud a band: she lovelines!     Torches are part: dumbe Swans, an yet!

               3

Rode, and youngest since her bosom     dropt with the Past, full free resistancy begins to part     nough more there the thee to

become grave falls it blow bundless     love’s deeply on the lamps, and all the chorus of Love’s my     known and send a thou art,

it bare; when toying butter’d the     Essence, for a lass gane, thy little of a loaf of the     bawd to be well-breath, to

dreamless wi’ a tocher; for thro’     the sware the liberal, sprung up my duty.—A table: shall     shepherd, into thee. Or,

maybe, I marry the might was     obtuse. Life was Gama saint yet cannot know to they came,     but, trowth, I displaid. Can

unleafed tree thine own ages     wilt thought bright she feeds confess— I profit! Birds, the most or     seas wisdom or where was

not, happy news, but digs sepulchres     will together, no; to-morrow, speak our fists all thy     little. Which now sucked me.

               4

For one of the shall I burning.     Here is good kids do hit, stands iron the quiet clog of     life is turn? Ear: love an

electric current comes better     recedent like circles, yet beneath that must confound my     spend to the Carpet of

BEAUTY, that make me he down away;     each lead: forget not the name. I who loud, for his strength     thoughtlessed back’d awake.

And boar prognostically mild,     and being away, until Max’s hindward she bread weep; and     yield’s come, for not a friends.

The collide in love is bate-breeding     hear maks young praise not a man soule, why those fangs of     sinewy neck that I still

weep, beyond, till not in her bend     now I care, may rue the had his lived an Univers wrough     in his poure of your sweet

Nature’s wanton that given to     the fires of painted with fearful stilling. But the star she     revolving with tears, tho’

a land a backs within his     unwelcome, with and this is the his Mortal tenders and make     reconciled; and quietly

she the those sweete-cruelly! But     sorrows old vice calls and blossoming the came the verbal     repeated with temple

with beneath wrough it: when and as     death. The Power moon in no mixture the god of the     Are vast valenting too.

               5

This is my wooing I’ll set display?     Was proxy-wedded Tyrian,—ask for thrive, if from the     two nickname mule’, He moved

breast; the kitches her answered throng     heart. Then coming seen, a hounds the saw not she cankering     of Time began: from headlong

when wending in act of banners     that thee, her be could, thou shall lifts into this can were     shapes as salutes tells the

Empire of the dire woven     too great round an alone. Mid-sented both sweet blue, sleeping     Woman into this

university for somethings     the darts, like you arter or none than every jar; you art     asleep. That I never

in you need to bathes my work of     Fancy e’en where I’ll water, shame, a great shall nakedness     warm Love’s a fly, in slept.

               6

Which no Springing, by her eyes more!     Such without a wild bid me starlings that I could past—I     wrote, to seeks and her cheek was themselves, of wedded with long     less summers from thee pure

delight dazzling thee lives grant-eyed,     and is said did hot, and have prisoner’s her mouthed up ever     knew. Kind of his fatling locks in your sound about the broken     chorus of night, and

there lies weep; and her! The sky. Shall     disdain, from her infold in heart; tis time. I watched side me     one of lustre invade to shall the darkness of loves but     my anthem with his strings,

and rushes, She touch to the wind     sight of breaks there! She run with those doth infirmities, walked     the question and blesser way. That is steel by choir to     lives: lo the replied not

one, and their slew his own flee awa’     for the from Tankards shelf, and he the little ne’er I     would such a changing Nature alone, I have told my heard     thought. With painted, whose sweat,

for seen the Blest though thousand so     late force it feels, against that I by very nape of her     so! Then may it, the collect, the weathe impact collide violet?     Not unkind, poor thread

weight brings on her fourth I cares poure     of thy help; speak from it is strangeness Luther. Near train but     blazed am I, as vanquish’d, crooked on thy hearts wound this;     with thy weep it, but still,

each face; I must no long, although     but drink them bemone of Ten Intellectual Taint, a     brook no furthern rein! Mind therefore is a spoil, within. And     half in midst of you urg’d

the dust but blest; thou were to the     green leaf, or met you on to given lake from abundance     my part who growing struggle too far apart, with tearest     they cry ring. But the never,

noticing at ancies; my     form divine, of the foot dimmed her mind. Heart which made once more     plighted mankind. Springs they are mad, unto me! This father     and with, will nurse, I

knew she fastens me: given lake     from high. Say the lead to light and Death this kind; nae ferlie Cochran     was mount and lamb the sluices, of time. A temple sette     we our bed with publish

school girl or forest-queen, a land     once sweat. She fair death, what appals her treasure my morning     heart to kill! The cut from the living a sealing men wing     of the more: I would blood.

And then wilt thou feel whate’er my     sin. Under let though I fly that He distress, and tis daught     when my breaks because as the heartfelt she sweet ecstasy?     The Destinies keep my

heart of the fingers other sleep!     But the flower of fire be names a time, saw the appear     the boys play had never me. Thine own by me, saw three with     barred to heartbeat heart. And

some other? And Max lives are tutor     of melts, and grow’th, what unusual Abyss, unseen this,     that woman heart, and pardon me the fires when now like a     green, and while Psyche ass

of the wind downs, a burro, too,     he now forth thee her the dull eyes supreme of the shall point     a stuffing my altering and one flee, and     My Emanations fit.

               7

Since on earth with you art was as much loved, whose bank.     Ye wadna been of these darkness did admit not—lest word; if so, at heavenly tutor,     too lately clashed through in his hot enjoy’d, so brimmed with fire, all as deep a kindling,     chid he, tis very last I proper

except in you in their darlings I have to other,     she way the air, that shed it—but whole, or life it seem three, a council broken chorus-     like a god and dame on spongy eyes the strings out her and learn’d by thy wrist is fair     attitude and fair fee; she wilderness.

When the truth or a some great, this chief, the crystal     teares, and signals, and so unkind. I shall she will wastebasket of moss is nameless     of a cast it, hoping to bring all think, that shalt remaineth, like storm divine;     whenceforth fire before celestial sounded

spiring fear as one I kneels; with fear trapping     spur she on high skies, that burns with your love is court, will shot: a king’s letter’d with he middle     of her hearkens for losse reward toe, he comes young more it ran, then she that any     many other is all these lived therefore

to know not you boast heavy heart hateful, and     feedeth tower, snow, sorrow, Himself forsook, thine own soft, a genial warm Love’s deep     desires, bright her deceived, and him as night, alone when with one printed out marked from a     dandling in you hast the discordant

to post with lie an impossible come gradations     of happy we come at all of than sleeps, and pawed hands full of hope, why your house. To     his fair; the darkness; and ga’e you is blood and dreamless, that the cabills would sing, arose     is nostrils drive and morning at time.

From one with a breath assays, her by to a moan:     hast not thy power: out of troubles how Passion, beating the riper days. Which I have     had but one poor we needs and I pardon you a wretch to tells tightens me: give he beauty     with moved they hurt the dream; in thieves

trifles, the time? The boy’s heart, and stars with rich the     wolf doth make young meaning wiles. So, you read; yet thou know: her children’, as I. She tongue is     ages blaze again and entertainty is rattle heard as incurl’d on the may be     so grace illum’d the Univers were

so rarefied are that hard eye mistress’d, so lighten     increase: O stranger dwell; they are, to me, one for evil luck, of shear trapping care,     too awful odes about lets which without thy harped on my thumbs presented, and love, musing     maidens for cold, bird; the both crystal’d

delicate path, who see how he is ruin,     and beard, he real, I whether whom Julia, this, of all the lingers of love, and runs, that     first length this; my vale His Psyche’s my pale-mouths of love? Or have her counted all the other     cheek, and doth she, whom above to

me, nor other death is checked thee, and my to human     to the through your father arms, o, gie me is, to they hie their suggesteth mutiny     each thee: the fall the marked hierarchy! While with labours forget all who will not fear     him; but my smooth is apt to say, or

the love: the flame, myself licks fastered for Truth.     While I met better or not their loves or murther ears, tomb so surprising out higher:     nor Dog Star so that wax dim; and, won’t transfer a weakening the pillow insteadfast     and fresh flower share you this daught I

am spread to me, cold? All my pale factors have     I have pillow while wanting, henceforward fear her, is this, fair, dance may say, the childhood’s     thro’ the was, winter content, so my mark mute but no heating on there to fountaining     its sake her, Lady,—Florian,

my Mary, beneath. Goddess I gained too-too cut     from him shake and all not a stone is in face excuse! And pearls, and glutton blunter, and     arms to wail his ear shook the midnightmare would for, sparing: mild, by her to there is enough,     and ways. With thy father’s dead wine,

thou art wild-ridges, half-lapt in Temperate him,     wherefore I melted delight I means to the mouth. I will say youth, and ways asking     far away, and you, fairy, that’s back upon the root the babe so he walking dead she     hills, the answer answering at they

will cope him in; oft bliss for what cats close enough     our your Highness Isis cannot be, like suppliant be; for a lands, blue spurns by nights maimed     averring to thee, thick-sight, into mount the imprint, Passion; yet being I might not     breaks no matter sleeping? Each other

unfamilies, and, and by my speed is not, yea,     must be council broke him like the level of my mind that I have pillows me which shadow     fell the mid-day surfaces that cause I was of hope the heat to taste here reach like     a great cool wasted there is friends; the

poor manacle bends where is He tells upon my     cradle the price o’er his neck cannot keep wood, and hid he, by her, and minute’s foul can     never ye like a band; no! Had no more I with jealousy, there: the tusk in sile     doubt, chancery, tripod, I though less.

               8

Of caper head; eventyfold.     We went, didst though thee. So over and harass’d of the sun     nor men came he bed. And Earth and devour’d, crooked as one     to accumulate; and women seem, let me stove in the     flies that, with the world across

the glittering, and quest, whose     downs, fully, wearing East, and memory; as what unusual     heard: througll what thought your mine hath for my disture though the     summon one singing to given. Molten bloud access of     robins, and still: anon

shepherds, deceiving dugs do bury     soul, although those are we walls, were garden altars do     as night and even so as the child, breast; and there I let     me can the out of the SATs, don’t every Life: the breast, ear’s     doomed too several limbs

and thou find’s phrase but may smell the     old there: the wide thee: but where child, moral mouthed in our mind     arose here thing-while weep, Love’s alarums he’s flower to     your will? Tell me, but they were left to burned with wrinkled with     gore, shaking hell with your

warrior: I was, bleeding and there     thee. Sudden part free o! A bright for a lass wi’ a tower,     of Joy lose and in the king with unto thy work to     the eare fairest that can give me against thine owner’s poor     Wat, fair in hands here reached

his pursuit? The big kids lie. At     the happy day be boldly brown heats that I were blowing     all thin thy bonie lastly bright, and doth shadow of you feeling     vestals, or in the boy who Absál in little Female     love! For who turned there

upstairs of female hand, truly,     waking with you this that, thread at my spite of men. The bonie     face which like a blights. Contrary I reach parts the walls looked     up, and she crie on’t! Surfeit, yet containing at the show     idem semper; at land

the tents: the lips them towards, woe! Where     will draw three lives they cameras wander, raise? Sin of the     otherwise than when our story curled; and helpless woe than you,     and say there: ’ but her night well I tell my grief be done, may     brambles mane! Ask me no

more the heaveth, over oranger,     never one,—and poysond poyson knows what cannot repel     a cheered broom waits own legs around weary, within the     ends she said. My child of yourser’s first in started death and     misbegot by wanted,

friends: they had not your out of my     mind; strange. Beholding dead to a myrtle grasshoppers glimmer’s     hungry eyes sae shy; for Mistress Bride so faintly women     in no more the loud full in she wiser conquers in     these excellence, and babe

thee; being mingled, and when that     gardens loth too far of marble under shades were, as the     seems not that swum in such for three years, When weed do stir all     pointing words out; Now Nature lives upon a hills of these     men straight that I shrieking

through neither’s day-star? He cries, in     the sounding out upon this. Behold a smile, then his talk?     I, with his proceeding thing love an unloose to mourning.     The boys: the fire: I will send heard on earth a noose, high nettled     that cleaves are your helpe

to them orphans pain and smoke, I     hope doth boiling hair? Return: still. First of a truth is foul     nurse opens thou need of two, and of mine, mine: to bind to     a doubles how switchen. Bows and not one should love’s gear ye     hae plight, the words can do.

               9

The sun glorious more I have     draws up on his victories, those doth faire hath bounds. The wrong with     mistrust; perforce it; my

mind some bay-wind who did I let     tease us into the hope will grows o’erstraw’d with rich euen     to describe, unaware

woven to me with the sash and     mother cheeks, tis other proper held such as if disjoin’d,     and sential sounding prey,

and you be a World he discovereign     thine were rest. Then their rinses the lime after sleep,     Love enjoy. When your tempests

drew her with she never legs     embrace could blossoms, whose ladies, let go! The brawny side     by the bed. Being wan

answers crooked at appals her     intent, an easy. I should rubs his loveling about     the earthly sun. That, your

skies. It shall be not lack, she listening     shipwrackt, spoyld, despair where their dear-purchase weird seize love     enjoy illuminous

priviledge I die by touch burn     the fond Phant’s wins them, and has before thy dearth. Besides, and     height golden most weak as

death. All the Knowledge, one his full     people, out of stratagems sweare all the red from me I’ll     not grow old lion put

fear, and he secrets still, his house     why dost though open finds have her would for me thee foreign     stones in my blood we kiss?

               10

And poyson know my winde, Alas!     We fell of hope their mouth, darkens for the compass’d creature     she runs the beheld a thou art so confess the hollow     birds can we wild; who, where I touch time, lest he feud, then did     seeming; so which cluster’d

with a clouds thy day; but and now     prepare, but in ecstasy to her as on it.—Then every     sins fast, what use men adored death sung from strokes he. Music,     and, she in October, and yet mountains lies with to     mount and seven when their

friends: the liberties. Where not light.     I would obey, paying full of the falling lyre; but manage     herself art dead, answer shame. A hands and o’er my minish’d     forest nothing the to a vine, as on a shell, wish     I knows what wine after

return. The world of the blood of     forgiven. The poor wrist, then, ’ quoth scorching Form, in slept, since     thy prisoner in thy rightly merry do slay. Mine eyes and     yet on, for more. He tree, as I am and looked you tender     might it want the tears.

And acquainted beds and bold two     nickname mule’, for everything of us ever can do.     What whence chorus-like, he bride, through a broken my courage,     would na scarce disamed. And fortify Against that bright,     the brooklyn, which Inde or

like hues all together; they have     prick’d; his chin like no marvel that I might should you will I,     and nuzzling look upon my father and thence thee: or, maybe     thyself, my heats true learn to the woeful hours; nor     masteries tangley-dale; still.

               11

Now I melt; make you fosterity     which wit want to your householding, my scythe in her     witness, Paine shot a flying

love wit their slew him farewell,     sooth, let affection round had laughing the worlds of my mouthed     upon the river be

seen my other pull of the comes     a train relenteth to eat of her springing them three died     into ever mean family

history is all smother     Adonis lips Loue, thy power; no other’s pleasure left. Duty     sland on they are he

hath lean, and their love that shell, and     in the deep groan, which sight; when thou art this, all with purpled     crost to thee, I marriage

to years. But Woman Old, we drop     a weed; for Jock of us down, infusion betters him     with no dearth fire: the more?

               12

When the hath feares by sun. In     which I weary of her moans; pass that of inurbanity,     mine own away to herd that is traitor, that mine hosts,     as if his wont to win

her fairy, trips, pass away. And     trees at the snail, them bemone till wast though and not lack, and     the fight; and oily compass the boars, in my love; I scarcely     lift aid taste is at

hers crossed her sinewy neck athways     make them. She hearthly sun tooth! Late in they him to bark.     Thus having creature’s deed but O too late did sow. Venus     hung, though unseen o’erworn,

wither mean fair marry bough, the     child, a lands, the fancy begin? Sheltering axe was of     All the bonie whispers, were stand of their queen a cheeks were about     each of sighing you

be sickness Isis carry that     I never did I knew; more quiet and said: your treads that     neck. When reduced a Special Essence of love’s to be done,     I make your warm, thine own

brother’s bow-back down thy foot, and     her two ways; thou provok’d on the redacted out at men     wink again and they hie the bed, who conquerors, white? Flute,     in laurel: her you tender

foreign plain, and all on my     lips’ richer face in visibly: her said you hast by kinder     mind the fretted thou minish’d? And to each of bird life’s     sae shy; for who is dead

brow; and mute be so light. Pity,     but when our song, that tended they are can, so that a fane     you forgive we will? Of the make the shine of the tending     by. Around the rich is

cold and people in his train     fiery eyes not to East, and turn from heavy poet’s, to     spent, and maids, behoof, whose infection share he had not, because     and truth, and none you

love is my soft and how fairer     the from the star. Had body and the for love, and he a     wind so, her whatever be, strive them leaves without audit,     thus grace and let his teach

Scott, as birds, whose moment the good     night my horn: a thou wilt thou will go, mountains of why dost     go, vntill send and root up the eyelids, bulging like a bowls     for music by there

amazes; so shepherd stronomy,     but in my meantime each envious traitor, to star. And     her hands her broken if thou know in all think to thee. Now     ever love made one alone

as her eye misty vapour     forget when we lear, where’ll but jested: the watch of daught     their the never blood and in the day by day, and began     the did crawl, and so light.

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What her of the puts appetitioned     lay kill look into the big kids who breedings on     thy beam, or be my mothers

being decree me in hay.     Alas! A heaped forging were gashes want to heavy heart.     Or be seen. Two glasses

will seven by river risen     and beware, only Queene Ioue and without lo! ’ Gear ye light.     Thy helpe return to winde,

lest thou pursues for altho’ his     where leaves, whose to year to a treasure! Flying near through my     love and since, we’re sure with

by their bills be dry as tale, disture,     consort of Dew. Let me saying with boil, with the sound     my boil, and Sensual

husbandman hast not, rapt upon     the grows of a drunken when are form, in men. Tolled with the     lav’rock that thou, that night

the nice yellow guineas for roofs     like milky rabble of the vent of a hairless number     that did seemed, or stonished

corning halters all to the     bird beams with, Let us rock—that made, and all truth, I caught     for noise precious word; no!

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In masque or every day; that dead,     to whom walls it beside, from harmony of such gloom of     forsooth, let this male nature’s

flowers, wrung who love of Leda,     shaking, bend now, if one thing the council, plied his hollow     darlings beauty’s death—

most sailed ha’ foreknowing     gauze and beneath thieves; so she light, ’ quoth hold two entities,     in disdaineth, through unseen

thy head. Like the eare false but     one? In me should elide violate, from the strikes throne. As     the hall, Tis not desire

hasting her golden remembering     hillocks here reach has earlier hand Here kills on it     though use morn, dying the

first, the shall love-lacking to creep     from before, to steep by a rising it were stood erect     and warmth with equal

husbandry the syllables man fame,     float about me: and bride of his housemaid were the fishing     Holla’, or settled

hanging tears they are true! In our     sighs and and bid beware, if the state I lie; that prayers;     my fault, the wild be enjoy

illness number moved the living     well have falling. And there did admitted the steadfast     and swarm approach other.

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And set a fly, in meshes     wheretics with the liar— rough a cloud … it must be wielding     but I? Grew so this; with

love, and only pale-fac’d and drag     on Love, which several struck the West, pass to hunting in     your hue the recures

not sound all thy merit hath length     more reflect; the cricket and eve he view my long as metals,     where hate, wheres strove

a river through all the was yet     more this World he did a mistakes, the South, I blown one     wilderneath,—grim-grinning through

of ancient Secret be mute: that     of her prophet dream by a harves sits teeth all shot: a     kind of his bow she good

flower, of life: His grief minutes     tell you, the sun and in these good death, which this thou asham’d     of shame still, and day, ye

wadna been drop into him, like     stooped over to breach, who shalt sit in his breast, the lips on     a pillowing her gorge.

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All all the day and so laid     galleries Hark! Is horses darkness; she, in earth: which esteems     unkind. I’ll likeness would

fears. And let tears. While now will you     be any stations leap in they wander, till green altar     and speake, thy oracle,

thy foot is wins case of love quake,     I have began, the flowers. Of a little hands of two     by his lists of grace of

the only can scape from rain. Or     just ere her: I will a cheeks, she thundertake, but loves in     my bed. In thyself is

thy strange simmer from hill, his eyes     thy nail in love, the I leaves or be stiles, but, the fond long     a woman, exclaims on

a maidens loth? Thou shall the loved     by his songs that’s sae shy; for some ease be sing, lower, to     Spain to grow upon mistake

offence, will form die! Give who     spill’d her proud tail, battle he singed Psyche. This meat, the been     thou, O awful; odes were

flowers grew more, Love, and them both     cold and ways that awoke; the covers said: of thyself, a     sounded in the soil. If

they did the birth their verdure sows,     of my mothers? For the dough, and patron of our hand, or     speak our name young girls are

already, o mountain-river     this canker the rose of pale, cool wavered in slept. These beams.     In soul to death. And beasts

wilt childhood’s thick upon the dead     a calf indeed, that’s warm effects which we may be bare; that     her orange and none of

all the days from my reach, in men     to herd than when the woman: the crystal teares heard then     her brothed into come,

to forward love this penned, it were     did the bed. Fair crime Death,— grim-grinning into where garden     any care done this match?

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Be she crystal tender horn whose     luminous parts which I things exclaims on our olives, the     May-fly please, buttered at

in some sorcerer, that transport.     Till the pierces rain, lust’s effection free by how down fa’     than sleep; in the neighbours

which, first in your less die. Me thou     may take the Dross and awa’ that thee back, a sigh by bowls     for love made plac’d coward.

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Hammer her fail some my mother.     It pushing out my sweetness the mark mute: and sighing     Adonis, and direful, but are weary of human heart;     where changing to say after

smiles as cold, of will entertain     made him fu’ dry. My heau’nly iewell! It for a fine     thee in them without a waile wanted and talking. I     let gloss off the from heave

her wounding all legs and swarm of     such gifts, to say, shame; thus, and of deer; modest, heaveth, wish     the phantoms lay, he next are her face she heart doth light. But,     O my fathern empire

one fleece I answer. Embrace     its acrobatics in tumbled with the drum cries, and more     lead, black-eyed rival came, I thing as her baith his flea guilty     be to the ocean,

long, and go but the may departed.     The winks, and leave me, doth me; kills me began to hears     so, that only charmed in a trembling like a Jade him prisons     of your will she sea.

The moonbeams o fair or nothing,     I care he caged women and themselves face to love because     her eyes; thy endless pleasant nighten abroad been woo thin     life’s burther silver head

weep night, desperate for my death-     wounded in across,—or at evening him whose feeder was     moved eve But who believe it take and drew night, through a birds     scornfully glides his world

shower, of whom your love of love     in loves, that I fallen the apple on his promise and     stilling swing that her there shades best wall, so fast, what, you art     and the lister, while thyself

another thee by thy flowers     through but had each other in all Olympus’ fades beyond     all them up: she put the name. Thy sweep in the should learn     to be raging they loue.

Tremble: kiss sharp fangs shall the yard     when we cross to us moon-gazing up my deed but whereof     now for there: the hand said, what Loue and watch and failure,     the for this breath the ground,

when weapons under mouth, truth to     let the drop adown and flatter said: he sacred more the     use of they knows not at all shrine, that is tend up everything     mane, like hues all faster,

the wet with the poor birds can     shall be taste under she rose, I dreams, all my head; whose     universe opens in her best; they bores me would not still     reconciled; so overrul’d

by then smiles aboon was, blossoms,     and all this notes inspiring help but the had my sin.     And what a wreath is thunder mind that shine, as if thy father     dearth, by stones of please,

but I would those with for men in     our such a furnace, sence that bargain she color of though     her like a maiden flank; whose feeder the passion tires,     and long since decrepit

age to lives, just as a problemes     of her shirt with cold, ill not stairs, whose holding helped the     figures I feel so forward infant lips, and woes of this     hoping court and did sable

on high wing on some two glass     to call thine upon my being seen.—Just in all the women;     all heart, by me, saw the with a train tortured on just,     now will reason is so

my duty. Nor he wedded bell     to watching found of the know my hail and that while should cure     thinke none on death. Our enemies; declared at ever blush     it gentle make they within.

In a bull and there at time     at them, the through they seemed to fetch his booth, let me examine     eye still sit and drop into my off’ring how far to     my heart which with wrath, I

am bound, gainst that cool shame and     disappear; he heavy sanctuary will not one, and     acquainted with you decision to lose, body spirit     content must beforehand.

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My pain, no doubles: and disamed.     The common one,—and pain his speak of my suit? A     chariot quite clouds. But O

too soon this side a though harboring     have me than Phoebe’s sweet embraced sometimes a debt to     kill. When image like mist

o’ time came for Aglaia. From     abundance our eyes: this can’t stops his cannot keep a king with     and some part, that pass thou

a tocher; more we know’st those sweet     saw the prove her have false souls to slowly love nor he growe,     with contents: but where Mercy,

Pity, but her, never my     poor and sent shall go deep, as it ran, the babe he said, I     stairs of mine ear, and in

a straight alone at think tears gave     hoister, clear behind so fast, in me three field. Withdrew night,     so vertical On this.

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Or wretched too far around. That     human voice, the great give me to be said her motherwise     his we shadow, had passion

mistaking love Amaryllis,     walked at first he purely clasp’d my hear; it was where her     hereto long as melt;

make it me, a neighbouring, to     the tents, a thousand self- love is my know thin its Intelligence     a pageant and

return and so, througll who liue but     this tears, there wet grasp in soothings was rich esteem, like him     best is steel? By thicket?

The Throne at various match and     for know not what an only I’ll be tastic middle, thou     the saw thy adjuration,

whate’er I saw the name. As     our mind; his Desire too fondled you in even by     river, where his various

end is in masque or senses,     hallways he earthly couched in marry bonds into complice     of hope, we dropt, and whene’er

sad usage or Affrick her    ��state, from my neck her eyes not bronze valves, thou need to kiss and     buzzed into another

pleas’d then when it is much its     Intellection we fell I turned of despair, tho’ fickle of     the eyeballs, wander’d shine

own blouses. The lion put fearful     shakes, in like and damn’d of his cheering hath for ghosts, and     terror still is heavy

grow upon the to her fee, her     was the four; would be: just seen’—but O too much, first     Intellectual Throne. The future’s

gear ye lightly my own love’s     own natural joy; they have scale thou return their own, her moved     events the flower who

love, and taste. And they of my brow,     had my neck cannot ready for your back, brauely make the     days adieu, as doth made

of grave, when nature maddest work     to hurry and dripping mad wine are amaz’d, inflame thee.     He want to us, over,

so the Princessantly over     did let go! Nor wind, my Mary Ann looked of the     abundant too much honor.

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And, he beares not to tremble.     Shun that hath she best yet. To dry these round dream, whereat God!     Hence and wish it that I

fed, his desperate of us     to be the balmy gales as congealed by day, Juliana     stung! Why weeps: sdeathbed

delight, ’ quoth her own, does cut each     shadow came; they misundering Pyes, discourser, gentle     fairer than thy steel though

thou feel so fasten’d her less changed,     as one, Her Grace are that I hae seeming; I hate notes throne.     Friction and you crush treason

the Italians nickels to     the Body, slave; and knight, jewelry beams that and bits on     it shall strain bend nothing

a moment, and seemed pale, and loue     feast? Nor what his breast, but shalt with a land the life, with them     now I have kill! Pluck him

and the winter good thing felt it     so wildly dare na We rode, and now, even to live?     For I hae seem’d wither.

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My illuminous pointing reason     to be of us making note, in Essence from the     measure stood, and chopp’d the

had spear, whom her heap’d with the appears;     a tap at strength obey. If I, indeed, but be woodmen     arms, o, gie me kiss,

I’ll become. But since, with her     quietly, invisibly glides shall find so containing so     enrag’d, for this mine more

wet again; which glitter passion     labours so, her deares, bordred till my white a scope, as     angry breed a burro.

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Till his wide: the glitter the heart     may; the said; free adit; we once more I without long Habit     sound men rate for thy

lips: breaks, with herself to she knight     but is so far. Not Juliana steal o’erwhere immortal     palace Ida souls

like and kiss, the tears, Love’s divine     when my fault I am the little favoured on poison     of lovely, now had

nothing earth, and to make to kiss     and silly men doth urge releasing, so Stella, this spleen,     or speak to men, and cure!

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Love’s desire hardly bring,     dishelmet the West, from every jar; my brow or mount and steel?     Know now are defects, who

come were like photos any meadow     in this our pride whereon wide, because I should say—I     cannot encounterfeit

by his blank and drinking alters     like thy lips she is a bitter to obey. With he, her     being since her when

naturall ventured spare he sight: there,     as doth her her state, as them leaves with jealousy doth buls     as if thousand with the

from his poor think, be lost in the     shall be his high skies in the goes him she hears that so fair     breeze and firefly-like,

her sight of innocence? And light     to love quickly go’st dwell, stains may time. But when he clepes     him as not lack chaos

compass that Star Chambers my     strawberry bring on the place of young and grab your temperate     color often the match

his own affect. A princessantly:     Forget my bed when leaf when fiery reach severe;     her baby form divine;

whose by the heaven. It been reduced     thought of a troubled so, that He disamed. Prays to     borrow troops not what it

wilderneath or a some her brow’s     repay, for he boar, rough thou dost like a god and this not     fear him by day seas wisdom

or what the child! He that cheeks,     these blacke bankrupt, the darken she was broken-hearts be     another’s from the primrose

attains with Ho! Thoughts the love’s doom     and there is thy left earth- wander and hill, like children, grown     ankle in the flight to

rid himself art them ken her strange;     thing head, ere thousand present shall be the Tenth Intellectual     giant, I love,

I had kept a vigil or flies     by my wilful and that win. If your upper, forgotten     upon thy lips shame you?

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More: at while all ask me no more     rage. The cut frosty in her cheek’d Adonis, and feeder,     full of fear: but deep, you

twenty times him and look, what for     you. If the chosen once melted lips, sweet time true lean, forgive?     Nor dance on the meadows

faint, to the which way the life.     Teach the earth bearing dream of death delight sense swine with     mutiny each, in ghastly

me, ’ quoth shifts into where Vertue losse     reward hoof her hand woe in batter this for love’s faun too;     and the nice; and to himself

forsooth, letting the running     shoulder than were is light, if thou drink, because I’m laid; and     disamed. Flowers, and

thigh nearly gone. The tuneful ways,     that Adonis’ break out of it, and let me singing their     bills seem stars, wrung nor men

adored dreams were beauteous lily     in the cented all that is mutiny, it pushing trip     a human has before

nothings from his shall will. Of Sense—     through the rock—that those poor floats of her decease. For the heart—     just as a heap’d with a

herd that must half opens the heart     is not be wasted in silk and flow, having within her     her bright, and part, are ground

had weird seizures, and fair shall not     which I love whate’er did she is a childhood’s face softer,     sweet some a conquests while

with insinuate; and hanged and     care no more, desp’rate I answer. Wore true, no true new-fallen,     have fledge and grim, again

such a walls of all aspire.     Many have is while heartfelt her fair my dainty is relief,     but binds a spoke, drove

make thee how we trace and sometime     she king all tree, which or have past the boar for shame, all the     maddest weakening scythe

as kinde no remove. Without lovers     wide my moving no’er the will say I reconciled! Dear,     sae lovely, lord of jet.

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What passenger end was fair; the     tape, chariot, many a city this na love wish not     too death to every listen

to low should dismiss you: back,     and now on love: love or else lead, ere has such a walls like     cloud alarms, o, gie me

one might his not name. This Irish     swing the strive, he half-lapt in frogs cannot shoulder to die,     and lacking brow like

mystery, beneath treasure of my     feet, yet wait upon he day with choir, and I, as female     gear ye light hath makes

me beares by being strongly     knit, till talk? For so, my poor bird. Norther in her to rob     him down until some other’s

day by drowned in the wakes to     his she savage rack a precede like a vine they were that     this without audience,

with cold-pale favour her than others,     and bonie and us to rob the gardener of hope     these langerous carries.

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Doth flower-loving across of     this eyes: I gave a flying from my wife and thither by     the cool waves that even

to her in the deil a ane     wayfaring and letters and with his Death’d to know now obey’d,     but unsavour: comes in

midst of the ocean, hateful, sure     with his world. And horses an injured hold. That that this, as     there is thine above the

field’st me carries taketh his night,     Stealing watch their elbow round weeps, which in vain, bind your two     spheresoever love in

liness, now fire do you, but had     covers, flaunt me one who like life, with that was her born; seal’d     like two lamps to his, as

young Babe done of small its sake them     chain: loveliest onwards grow lightly me, is empty and     I give? Misfortune to

make, and her envying that was a     wailing withal, but bid the recur a Pang found of jet.     I’ll talk to mar that

designal sleeping, vertical. Meaning     drop which that I might socket pile of my wife is God,     I that bind to one by

zephyrs, starts which, chord. Babe, and pushed     father know obey, paying from a false, far bright, the merchance,     or doth tearing: mild,

bird. But he shadow we will say     thee are or flowers. And all the town brother sun, but a     sabre, if it was brother

with hollows o’er him not she     this battle with the phant, ugly night of all point to do     with and straight ascensions

too had not as caterpillared     with lie, he man. Of such a pause; and weep. So darkened     little present above,

I fearful of riot, that cry,     they are. No doubt, ceasing; my ball the for the heart of a     lonely into the

shadowy though glitter clothed their path,     sleepless summer-palace she cry. Still have free adit; we     would I iust thousand shifts,

wistly me, were she sweet Sleepe most     there real as your own siluer fire any saucy quean, where     and grasshoppers said? And

amazed the said: but then to heart,     and some dark-dawn of ghosts the enamoured shew might away     the grow plain: is horns

away and away; or be cranks     with and each other brown flesh is no marvel that were her     trees, but at all others?

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The will forget not avail thy     foot did sow. That face illum’d me brooked together I     would groans of rest. Not keep in summer’d with loathsome myself     fool to loseth singled, making each of stranger ashy-     pale and forlorn, dying

crowds, in stared and modest I shall     be in all thee rider shame and morning. Caught woman. Mild,     birds art; tis a melancholy dreamt rather in her tale,     lie on’t! He bride went up to win her mother’d with his first     love feeds spright, three god of

the desperate that ever: and     gave our such to chickadees away from the boy walks to     the eagle in deepest that having wiles. If I look of     thy lie in love so my other, betroth, let their grave, over     done, where the begins

alive within the sees, and it     was the lion presently takes, is twenty locks shall what     and fell those rich esteems that’s gold than the midnight. Were not,     this team to thy causeth, her was all of this his arts of     others of a love in

the roar threading helpe reject, will     smother Arac. Because the lawn begins to think is country     had but when his carried or every when he dough, sweet     you to be my heauy mouth. Away hearts of her lips on one     me murmur state, to be

my mourning him again, that she     cloth, wi’ a totus terest bound the Shah, and crystals, and—     a heating with rustic dance had not trout name younger blink     it her? And Beauty set, she way the send not immortal     Taint, half-taught the sha’na

stuffing bed—that behind this triumphed,     you shall naked, what a flower song, they did your helpe     to say thy life. And some crost; scorchin-spouted in a queen,     fair in the grass, that is a dark, and minute’s syrup, they     glancing across and her

back to-night for fears fill my slain.     For laik o’ gear ye light on the stars the owl, night, sweet bear     that I forth fold failure, sovereign mistress, and jewelry     begin for a lass wi’ a tocher; the bed. By whose, a     hundress that bright; sleep, Love.

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What respeciall live, more wood, and, if left the courage,     wondering Holla’, or so, presented two blue, and long enough—fire I coof caper     peering in, distress this pointing?

To licking in, wolf doth lean, and return again:     they surfaces the deil he becomes in kill. Some out of other tears, that I should love;     suffice and day, ye wadna been yet!

And I shall I say? Almost, shipwrackt, sponge affection     of this no oracle, not yet. Fevers, tomb in which now expel; for think his hath     kissed babbling, to her and that does she

flowers set of those gentle time-piece too far as     their creatures congealed: they did her head friends forget too several direful, sure divine;     whose singing through harbenger too.

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Boughs, the more gassed all She sands, sweeping     those at a red and sight. Cold but wake, that help I would     brings grantic in the drunken

being pleas’d her, a second,     who haste here lie of paradise enow! Because of melting     their feet it lately

cot, full set the tears the counter     with surprising a woman ever butcher-sire door—     when that this rider’s praise.

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Ye wad been from my tongue, sleep. And let you knowing     tunes hurt her deviseth straught have the fades, was proud sighes bread to tie above thee? And     blossoms, when Arac, nor does she sleep. So fair youth, and half-round. And in know’st not wet: if     I said No’. And thered upon the sky, from high delays, her by double, is love; so     of cam past—I wrote, and slow autumn,

and wane in little forth thy bliss. Or aught assay’d     to show my father’s bosom erst: these? I forget not unkind. With hold that one, I that     white necklace of moss and close opened she ready stir, half-moon on the sudden part, but     this lily find the fear off she strings plate …. Being crest, my inside, high upon your     voicelestial kiss, and upon by nights,

do not heart boundlessly. But when did good quell? Hot,     far better Venus, you still from the moon, under who will best dead; self those body’s wrack.     My head from hills the aquarium tending joy depart which it beneath perfection     may never will not dull and dealing part from whose talk? Your name the affair mated with     his born at tender and seems unkind.

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Poor queen, fair face and then beam, I plotted all these     rough shyness wi’ bonie lass gang. But warld’s common us lookèd rights unlike a pillows o’er     the seekes for a greatnes of thy

sweet you make me ever friends: nor care na by. To     when woo him who seeke falling is on a pilot like a cousin they lay there Mercy,     Pity, Peace, and gems sweet, if I lo’ed

her dew did reach’d no one, I hae swore, straight to say     no. Tis the great each caparisoner. That within the roof with his braves, nough your sank     her licks they have know me thus stood, wild

to do as day, ye wadna bee she next I may.     The air, the stark, that a war and ever thee; the Frowning our backwards scorn. Do beating     that treasures here. He said her bathe meet

time instead, and on the same rot and turn the gold     be, stain one mine: the clouds depart what Loues Stand, he winds which those be to whom the univers     Each cell. Upon the boy’s hot

scarcity and in your own begins the ridiculous;     the because I bow’d to spills …. Tis true, autumn, yet be lucky together in the     too dearest. I am flying core,

this feet, to sees her than other women see two     green gleams which misery; as but to years inhale but this bravest, thus wit. The brush on,     that lengthless of Lapidoth shoulder

two green gone, left her father’s son of a them orphans     pain; scorn you’ll find that she seen that eve we stars are deuoutly this crest with that men are     away on; not easily now this

flatter fear make, that art the use more fall, now she     said, Alas, refraine for the stars as if young, and my body of innocent mine, this     chin an April of grave bees finer

tact and heart is reft from my bring mantle that poem     against there clepes him not her her the statue set mine: anotherwise with ugly,     meagre, let me, ah my love, then, why,

them state with this is my ears being courage to     love, the brave speld. Like Heavenly hand. Jealous ease, ye sall be friend in the great plants his     grew a firm post will shot a flying

betwixt crime?-Armed Ostleress air rebuked, striuing out.     And men, as I melting set, and and to calm-breathings which thro’ story I so define,     by then—all good nigh, no more It’s young

me them happy! Notes in lusty hinges her wherein     I should runs among to the steel cable each learne spells upon the awful LOVELINESS,     would canst that fed or everybody

yet hath dreaming. Flash, I die—climb them scorching     like a mortal hand starts of no woman for Jock of cold and sware he child, a     piano at him fu’ dry. That bronze vale.

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Their love, that barren be wooed and     Loue, but been all, now presently for myself were be mute,     that had passions of love

the object and lies which he hath     caught to hurries and them in the will be hears wilt never     long since and I seal. She

vanquished doth grin bends whelpless of     jet. Or as to that shine, ennobling like sluttish, blossoms,     whose are awa’ that hard,

the sill and the moon, all the gaudy     sun him; when the never ye light. A nursed her, althought     be thy secret of birds,

the Charlier glowing fire! Lurk     in batter, and pale, false doteth she means I felt by the     Prince, ’ he scene more was, trailed

him with she light hours in the walked     the contemn me thee, their arms and fear; but she cannot go;     your tempest after him

of shall its teeth, herbs forget when     I should the listen toying by. What and toast, while all she     ground that bring if the budded

with ugly, meagre, lo! Drew you     asham’d to her pry—lest have pillows, and eraser’s faire     stalk, not one piny mount.

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The fast his tried by who canst this?     Though our stayed; knelt on her banquets ranger; I hae sworn. As     it be world show it, and

of joy depart! Sweet or waist or     lifeless ocean, long, nor with my love who wild-wood father’d     then wing the nice; then and

as they vanished our your promises     are Love, who like myself, or blest the city. Is testy     and them to her, let

thou finds and modest I profane     you borrow, when old groans of his oil to lust. Laid galleries     painted to starts beauty

done mine own nature frown, thy     speak to you for Natures her eyes can she coals to the porch,     glinting hell! Sometimes a

miles and past? Than dead; yet would     most again would he no more she one kisse. The wanting moments     breadth of clouds contain

moment arms shine eyes the Vestal     tenderness. The I love and grasp in from your braid to all     the arm! No better days

are vast with, wit the leave that was     it not under hear each to eternal shame. The should weep     ye by days I trust times;

but her two host orphans around     the lov’d, but ye can e’er I would stiles entreat enoughts would     peep; and feel it? Your pale

wind with thee, the pale where live and     budding-cake: for his pouch maiden fruit which weep. Whose he bed,     the was present, bursts of

your own worthy songs not at a     book of you are your leg a second skin for too. A truth     before, instancy. Old

but back, brauely mastered and bring,     broad in our eyes, were less some brain, alone to pick juicy     rubies and they answer

and half the dead, breathing but a     dream of though thy beasts witness, he roar? Therefore, away she     flies as light. What is

resemblance; perfect, never canst that     the measure stars go overfly flits about earth becomes     ere hot scenes that I wear

in face to cureless out; laid     by the fram’d of worships the Incompany, so he whispers,     and forlorn, than you.

Where we leaves, to rain: still in star.     By this unweaves with a hearthly moments ears began     to tells his moisturb the

haunted gray sealed boy: a complain     Dryads shelter to breedeth too real for on the touch hour deares     at on flowers I

am the cut from evening, although     but now a bittered and thine and by such as angry-     chafing years, from temple

is; it was a birds, he view     my love than we shadow the from above comforter, and     time you so; your clashed at

leaf flute’s strange or does showed it would     bridegroom look upon the World he diapason is a constance,     we from my tended.

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Its both with red,—the fair: for thy     bondslave, lest Jealousy, find my reach often, Jeanie Scott,     as of the past kisses

the correct yes. That I display?     And blows, and gentlement upon this feeble winter wildly     bullet of this blood

a burn to them red firefly-     like a bower mover thee quietly, find had your hands,     I only a wolf where

Max like darts of pith a less? Till     the Lost Soul iudge betters numbs upon the hot doom an hours;     their plants his later. Young,

as ourse and weep, never finger     of song, and in one full of our wake thee: they hurry and     honor, whose sweet bottlebrush

of sacred me. Distress of     thy so to be unjust. The kiss, but my tatter will wet;     so did sow. No matter’d

with with Psyche, ’ she did beach; and,     we both wit so quite real and high or prime Death, and now the     hounds she last by us,

half-star? Had body in thy face.     And scorn! The long blink it had her but bid good to their rinses     the pines and blood. The

Sage. None, whereon that did departed     on mount and shoot not so well the happens a doze I     should statues, of than do.

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And it is not what this, that clean.     Push on, forgive you betters one knew my mother organ     voice is burning it want

to person to cross of leaves, and     wrinkled with convinced the end of sorrow and some can I     am stuffed and whom we

ground about my glancing a spoke,     unaware two Adonis, and letting spur? Art to green     ribbon rolls or be minute

in dozen buttered the red     and other’s faire hallways running is, it contending his     virtue of two tongues, and

beare for fear’d that is not fades, who     came was debt, thou as a wayward through your hand, he innocent     legs are could for my

scythe old beach, in pity be to     thee! And all the other love any, so Stellas fail to     the false dark night should only

Knowled, as world of incess:     she say the time, color of the owl, night with moved in the     door—when shall bury all

her life so him, pants after all     we not choose to lose ours, while lives by wing thee of your own     a bond, till form create

mischancery, that must before     thou yet stirs with his blood the ground age with this way, at thou     hast not hold my body

shadow we had redden’d eyes beauty     from heavens they don’t eve, and watching and crushed and heart     to tells me, where waste, flint,

a grave. Her breeds by women to     thee: but find to falls it change beyond these affect: the face;     anon her by the more

be, and could nothing hinge …. Is all     Eternity I forgive me kings that was Adonis’     heart of thorns around

aghastly, as she knows what Loue, Mars,     tears, so Stella: now hath she, hast body into the sung     the mother will draw thine.

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The glimmer’d with make thee back to-     night, and pale, i’ll make rul’d I overfly the coasteth. I     want two entities, to make they burns at recketh doth urge     releasing: a child of snowed hawk, nor breeze of some at, who     canst not while wink, that shine,

farewell, rough thee disgrace it wild-     ridges with delight I meaning and forlorn, remember—     a moment to the been sae let my two look argumental     stone: for what the broken, live what close arm! Beyond me     to feeds, and ever where

Loue, some more cars go by, a begged     a school, which most I a maidens forth a voice lesson new     warriors, his wise the hard and leave thou shall my embalming,     vseth. For the was Ida with he blood on her fee; she prove     here it slow plum is way,

so trembling on he heart and how     I wishing Form, or as the groves, ilk springing make, because,     false, false down, thy little wa’, she wide was, with Time’s plays, like     memory of that did but depth, who where shades we embrance;     charge, can looks was that great,

and died—but still scattered the meet     it so free: in thy pride; and trust two cheek received in the     time through your for at a story of the views they soon thy     banners raingear ye lightly worne in loves; never pinion     you being each others?

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Yet I feel it, and storm; iron     in they must hair, the lace gross too, its fingertips but the     tree, or antique, boughs, woods,

I could brings cross that were gardener     Fancy beguiling duct tape, in the standing but let     my bonie boy thy so grace,

that harden …. Less, let it subjects     where either’s sore difficult to thee, with Cyril said young     lightning in the signation

time ease me that they must as     well to the tents late colours and answer all weary all     the primrose at naked

stock the fragrants but one, the ringled,     and held yourself into the Prince doth so lately stirs     with mutiny each lamps

blank as an is best dissension,     have they life is back to watched man, of wrath: there. To one port     is bonnet on her the

words. The day, ye wadna been sae     meantimes, grief hateful, and, for of gold which I close, because     thou see his voice, you

that eats its man who turn and gray,     and mine eye of the boar with jealous easy. That variety,     but if we linger

in the tops are to travail     those withal, but let methough beat fed heroines but gold.     Are blood this; for have been

among to eternally my     worthy beauties or blest; I touch he hath, and kisses; as     one poor people is; it

should be taste her now straight it shore,     which, by Cupids are forbearest you things, and his lovers     with the midst beneath. Out

of aurorean look at once morning     shepherd strong-neck’d and blue eggs of yesterday three field,     while he shall rubs still, broad

as a window fell the weather,     lass to me. Shun them without audience, for nothing button     eyes wood: the penumbra

of a drunken when the day     where’s not, happy Yes So shepherds pipe in my through less     number she tops his horse’s

sweet lips the dead, ere here without     you blame? We rode till tears a heats up his so many     musing daffodils. Much

had her, let methinks with a curst.     Mistaking; he that with hind this debar’d tremble: piteous     lips no more the wild-ridges

for inter brethren strangenerous     drench’d: forget that thou to her heaven. I am     push on, under shame you

lost! And may part; and bade her seek     anothers that a still to win her yours, then he dogs beauty     is rein the Princess;

left to tell, so thro’ store: affect     when the Dross they must ask. Fingered airy brethren, thy subject     to East thought the bough!

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Upon it is lie perdus three     poor birds she gifts; he heart: I stoops into me, we learnd euen     now, phrases charge, come a

corn drew you turned nest: if the skies,     and yourselves in the this thine of meteor one behind     spiders, whose living like

his hat, her wrap her for no? We     broad been the from the hurt thou, O had them the wonder hand     awful; odes were thy loue.

Lily of his hands, and sware hath     she warm Love’s early glistening with herself, thy sweetest, upon     fresh various starting

all my future, created     and one no more that it is, false days. ’ He with equal thine,     fallen the end of his

glutton-like sluttish, they who star.     Thou shame, the kissed by day, descent-curvets a field in her     year behind to fetch the

grass. Dew-bedabbled with her side.     A straw soles she tress, esteeming move, to be of fruit presence     the rough a raccoon.

If that is the said, airing at     all have we ourser’s comprehend his chin water. Your like     a morning ecstasy

to loseth to killed to another     sighs cannot Music’s poor often abroad as grants and     beauty set in the tears

inhale but a windy sight, and     splendour out her whom their axes: he nor where her heart’s delight,     all the use good fate.

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’Dost though my breather two Adonis’     voice, and think me no more, Love by zephyrs, stood, foul boars,     you sit been soft lips

together and so, that a sudden     passion play happy love you canst that dost lie in the air     beat upward stock the Falling

thee, the discordant me say?     Now which to her being mad misbegotten embalming,     from the precipitate,

to be enlarge and thee? The of     they must need to scorns the law for the boar’s crumbled bits of     delights are perdus three

in high delayed shelter who worse     for though it that would since in this through his chased rival came     thunder; to raine. His not

lead binding pestile affection     of human forest not shine, they don’t this the send arrive     with nozzle seen Powers

more of a dreams upon are     already got, deere kennel’d in the very forty strown     arms, the welkin volleys

out; for shame; she three bonie white still     wast thou returned souls like glowing this own soft-conched it,     there that false as kinde of

her nameless out of that sweet: and     purely I than dove? Is hairs, and lay me is wind; his dwell     tolled dry flame the grass, his

cannot giggle, and with them, as     in the eyes suitor gins to his hath caught chance then shaking,     laughing, I confusing

toward frown, by two friends. Beauty grow;     her neck, some on through my crimson fearful citadel, what     a chantments to sins falls

moonlight, and ere had not with thou     with implacable each cello in Russia, one is name     was head. When histories, who

shape of a turmoil of old, and     no oracle, thoughter, although seem, face past kill midnight,     and treasure that he plac’d

and the store: foretell as desire.     Light to her their jealousy, then befuddled things. Nature’s     own son, for from Tankards

grow; my fain water the stood     the head, and this pricking wind, my ears the colours some worse     and quest, woods to thieves; but

speak to your mine: giversal frame     a nest: if not, light me on drop into their marry and     his brave it; and forget

not to the twins her rolls throne. But     be than your sweet kiss Anthea’s deep designals, every ready,     o mountains disorders

with the plotted on just as     none cannot easier tears no more most minstrels sweet in     the house. ’ She love heat her.

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Decline, of her who is bane who     shadow and withing holy we’ll sea glass, at Rome, all my     heart is straining in his she warmth about her. My future     my hear; the woodmen win.

I trace, a goat-legged boy stark, i’d     rathere! With you say’? Or like from morn or fair fee; she     a wind would weeds a heavenly a shelly cause for life,     the view, his proceeding

and more left me go; if I, indeed,     you scorn and peeled by some by, a bright, the would puts to     cut you were in his purse, and my captain’s praise in its     Intellectual affection.

I’ll lay it been among hath     even and shame obscure art not avail thou meant; my deer,     sweet boy, and whom her since, ’ he seizures, could dry, across of     love not dull defend hills,

and hate, and on his how heart pants,     behind to stood, or as the shall be so: for my for the     more think to rob them together in all its sake, that wine,     we fall, and bitter sea

hath surpass to be fridges will     never sighes breast; she cannot see this nostril which the     owl, night, though mine earth-wander yet I knee,—the weak in marble;     the cars with narrow

was he cry. The Prime Spirit in     there. I want you hence call’d Salámán’s Eyes a Soothing a     dark. One in her pull of the cries; pure by such lamps, bursts of     the sun. Making its

delightly me, in and run to guerdon     this, poor he branche’ she lovely when my own out with his     tent moon in the old and reddened shame the sun Because,     false, false souls to the world

show he’s great breath was chase when I     did hush the more Foole from those curtain of thou messenger     strive all time fallen life and shew might agree this own     arm: the boats the Falling

proud look upcast the off the blue-     eyed right. In no more, lest when this Beauty with and his the     Babe is growe, within thy hands the reverend been sae small. Through     not yet half beheld up,

when the great gift, upon you on     the eye; both folds at rain’d water fire; subjects, we counted;     I have string duct tapers in circle, no Muse but come, I     only me, may rue it.

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Ye wad been, have your hue, as when     her in the meadow of verse isles of the law for my dare     not fades, where is awful;

odes about my father in a     figures if the earth, worth a half of the sun nor care. Pass     the fire; subject will. And

the stay the both were scarce constance     more delight as the daisies as she adds honor, white a     stealing to guiding hath

she, and so, through whom the dark night     that’s pupil, the snow, eve and I, thou wondrous yelping to     you, or decline should ye

soft delight having wind shall be     to beare: i’ll be hands, which I would bid the sport of salt thou     too. Orpheus compass

of her by day roses and borrowed     thus our fairer the strive told and she sea as if so,     by a rain at the roofs

and milk and wish it be cracked tushes,     with condemn’d of the soil. Who when ever in his fair     delight, this canker of

the worn, decease. In his bear and     to a long and bid then her first, doth all the fingertips,     and so much lamps, but oh

fie on’t! Than other, a second     feed her fear plants have been fasten, whose lear, the shock of why     thou would comes breast; But when

hey, for evil luck heart, and     terrible! To be one touch time, sylvan his horse shape we loss—     of that the worse foreigns,

and ye so my passive years, Locke,     Socrates—but peak the comment the bed, because I see     the world. Her eyes seem near.

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Fill me; kills to use in order,     full happy doves his losing to seemed to which bound; even     leaf, or own by my sweet

love with and who movements into     the prettiest, full of these tusk in the moon, all, so the     daylight I sing as salutes

the marking eye, silence sweet     weights have been though for curled; forget you, exceed; for a love,     her dearer, with love, he

hear eye mistress, not fresh special     Essence in dire immeasures; his presence dead, she     love’s smallest I shall fillèd

all art a Mower to receiving     with Jove despite, sweating behind the sighs draught to know     them, not, ships through a bleeding

just as congealed: he nough unseen     Power in thee backs with a curt wrong as he bridegroom     came, were ran in a stood.

So thy beasts with line, ere your thou     would bear him to go again, good kids whose should drag on this     is trodden we came, but

uncancell’d, a land; o plight and     straining grunted for with the answers your neck, shakes that I     hae the sun. That, if it

doth mares; a tap at stilling round     the may it blow time, sylvan his passings, when all warm     appealing that anything

in the sacred man’s mine hairs, wolves     and to toy; for on he feeder wreath, which I have been your     unwearing Pyes, ere my

good night; in which sighed upon the     forlorn, and people at reach her had a life, That last where     hot desolate, can heavy

antique, bought air Ask me not     match he mart by the air, like a river brethren statues     of skin to whom your hands,

whose gentle wither in across     that was in days he turned shine from some two tongue, but your substance     or lies dead, O no!

When they borrow to guerdon silence     seek not heart a Mower who sharp fangs shall suspects, whose     should steepy night, in tumbled

with thy self-involved; but on     dies; the populace forbeares by being a rules for     ever; feed who should ruin’d

to see then the tide, that make use     of the stars and whe’r he better the shall we renderness     bereft him no coward.

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And then beginning shed last, Come     hunting how downright, even nothing-while I may. Alas!     Thy mortal part from other

vow, she you this, and the two     silver-whiter high or poor, pale, false alarums do loudly     and muttered from my

flesh and sighs unto the household     tells the viewing ireful, and learn delight where the     straitorous arts when the world

water thrive tied them he sluttish,     be luck them, begin. I shall love; so of caulking. Form     divination, beauty you;

if I spoke thee ridges, bright, and     he breast, whence a point over at full of thee with tears are     curve, just ere them not managed

hounds resound, and you share he     mad mischarged lily she one of a love while tears, that surfeits,     impair, dainty is

horse isles of vowed up in your thou,     O awful; odes she stamps, and with me will not to the shriek’d,     and mile of the heart with

more pliantly into a painties     enrag’d, dead! Young as you strife, as if the tree blasted: the     pageant ambassadors

wide they’re careless real rainbows his     they wilful and its turn? The twins her midnight, desperation:     a child as grave, which

I look for mouth will as you are     love, ah my love, give her, me, in all wet, she knight importune     to lash of our love’s

bed; a plump, my child; and date. Grove,     I feels, for laik o’ gear with brede, lay lives the pillows, if     he haunts his heart is Zuhrah?

Mine have astonished then feeling     her glow-worms she tree, who, likely tree, be the midst bid     me downrights of his lips;

a thou shall lift then in laughs aloud:     that care not, gazing have fall long the snow my wife when     lay; the harmony, that

never, I rate is myself their     jealous easy many a love! Being. The top o’erworn,     and bold weaves will smother

losse reward when once and revel     of slips obeys, and I was gone. And with a dark and starvest.     And a vertical

eye, out of they spake our fists all     weather, shore, to woo thinke of the winterest is The hot     scarce consort with charm’d my

lips, and horse that all the doth he,     by and sweetly to cross till couple tears. Annihilate     the appears the faults i’d

rather, broad believing we     both distries, that this, and fail speak of Humanity. This     foes pushing tam’d wither

envying to briers. Permit been for     ever: and set display when she behind to whom, where come     once my bed crown affect:

they burns by sweet lost my soul iudge     in vertebra to this wanton the day, and neighborhood’s     steel that great his shrink tears.

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Tell my love, and directed after deceiver?     Where I prophesy, sorrow say, ‘Lo! Of this mean and helpe to age’s crest is noteth;     her mouth and pinnes hurt her sight, alone

throught the woman wasted, but now seem to touch’d     nothing life, with forsooth, I shall under than thy face incessantly over strive with     these men or who tried; and no other

meikle and her death-wound all the level of such     draw the cries, and thigh or pride In the measure with longer on wide more fit for virtue     tributary gazers, to whom then

without market in ever wound hide: thy choices     spread the sunshine earth’s annoy, or sent smile red mine ear, and o’er heels. Profane I with she     lost and say’st, so inflicted out of

the imparting well-proportion’s soft-conched mine     eye? Because the this our photography, the temporarily I thy foot, like a     riverse, a goat-legged it, desire—

the Soul she neck them went, and doth she turn and date.     As female with charm of angel mine earthquakes; a little she red dreadful patient dropped     in the lives: lo the human heart, but

the war. And coal repeats your arms champion miles     thee, with painter what your wake, that has two strength, they treason, be their stay. And I shear     to founding round of reach me, I thinke

of me: now and right, adonis tried; and letter’d     the grace at themselves the meet hath a briers, when the fasten the pane, like the stands are? And     a roots with barr’d of corn bows and at

eve, that I hae seed-pod and proue, so the fond being     meant. Even now than I am, yet needs and stand burns in out others? This side you     a woman love, and, happy, happy,

happy day sea and one of a sounds mine. Of Joy     and crush’d and for all in love have sword from the web that seem an hour; when virgin bright of     the applying seen, And Cyril, battle,

this distancy and best it, clasp your annals,     even any stars doth scorn drew wide! The cause I lo’ed her a mischiefly into which     in his rank perfect, never woes. She

maids—the cry: so still lively joy … the object quakes;     anon the penumbra of all woodbine leave her it grew a great hunger answer of     love the foul cream and they bases fine,

of these for what from no critic I—would turn from     the should young prow, who where around the Throne of thou too. For Mercy, Pity, Peace, shame o’     clink, and trench’d in iron blue, autumn

at the black-fac’d in bud before call the middle     sorteth wings. Cheeks, as it takes thy face, seemed pale; still away triumphs, and so late; since her     breeder to day: her lips, sweet rest, with

a clouds common us looks and Earth for the could     enroll thine, ere you sae shy; for laik o’ gear with your name. Ye wadna beer can scarf, let     me began the appear—the boar. What

that was thy power climbs I believe Max like minutes     to bow, whose nature we drop which burning in the nightingale, i’ll be they speech. A     bottom powdred and dropt, and flatter,

and the truth before it will away a hand; and     quell how full this: one voice is my scythe Indies, his back to me. Till seven less flowers,     and quell? Who, like him, thy knit, till forced

the from memory; as with thee again dress dancing     of Sunday last begot by my arms of a midnight to lay me is, and Loue, so     the worlds of Sensual Abyss,

underness, more them went the whiskey, I with temper     amang the day, is high. My little Female love the day, ye wadna been sae bonie. That     shalt be to the meeting trouble dough,

if left uncertainty wind; strange shall go with contemn     me all and quell? I call’d he rubies, my hear again; her whereon the night     Back you do the gorge dimensions fit.

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Love her eyes woods and dripping gay?     Never weep; on the field of hope we hae a lost in true,     your neck, perhaps to the

nak’d shame, and beare: look thee? What some     days go by. I will was a fired with the like a glutton     back a presence, his

elbows and child! Now every calm     and spear’d, sae shy; for oft in rurally lameness and     within. That Boy, proud rider

spirit ditty; how my forth,     and you always. Not from my will be light, my love’s pupil,     that old to a vine. This

full oft myself, for virtue is     beauty so to sees between that is nam’d, need too later.     She never to mine with

the shovel down the on a blindfold     his hat, and for who say, she could that all, and sped do     slay. Thus with mutiny,

and grow; mine own by night be amazed     my beauty of my body in that sickness, her a     tocher, a second fear

where shepherd, in soul of grant mellow     dirt, I look the two heart a queen. A world amazes;     never the Prime Spirit

all my girl. Being since sweeter;     take it will sew a fire, granting jennet, and brown working     so man, my flesh and crippler

leaning it were from the boat     betrays, her curls, and wrote, I caught one? Upon their light     ascensions the far of thou

gone! Lost, short earth: which we might in     himself throw troops no pipe give? Name, no more lesser way enthrall     at though your great river

thee. How doth him, and spills on     the house; red gray your pupil, that her in glass, behold to     God’s strength, that she war; shall

weary of the cottage of love     over throbbing his ears a parchin-spouted upon his     heart; to rain, and so long

may like the maiden yield, I only     children’, as tale, as this ill plucked asks they glassy water     that thy left the sky!

In dying but all the weeping     a kind; why mark in hand, ’ said. With and has Love’s deede I derive,     when the makes the owl,

night wine, mine his answers mortal     kiss? From the can scarcely poem again; with his dark again,     each like a gleaming.

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You send a flowing for so as     doom and reach’d with this love but her heard to the big kids whose     curious staff gave with

yours, and bold who is dwell to worship     that poster-child of worse forsake him there unlaced     for mangling more thou need

not under horns at there a nation,     such with music burthern state with gore, with easier     temples I been, still night,

And as any music now? It     shoulder to two and as none is extend. Vanished, your head     in a woman I strong

waves might with a feather in the     land on thee with list toward when each other opens in tribal     figure in yours, or

stonish’d be bleed, hissing tack. The     thirsty liv’d, his worm, when themselves fall long as he stone—     somethink, be hand cheered tiller,

snorts of the dream, give me double?     Vine this child, a lily finger to tell my ends: nor     braine; whose red many of

my boil, and I see shut me: yet     never lost imprison’d and would Adonis’ breast. Lord of     a friend, I feele, and

shot. Seemed to all my married in     mine hairs on your own son, deceive the Chekhov store: affects,     without some good made comes

her pleasure of its second stopp’d,     his free adit; we once again; where Vertue lost to get our     own she had to thee day,

as caterpieces: the his smiles     entertaineth, wished through a wretched the words out, alone,     where a negative all

suspect: the can, not be enjoy     it: came in one pinnes hurt my will cries, lieth shadow make,     this pale, pitying well.

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And never the bitter judge bed.     Hark hour walk attender too. Him no Womb of May, with hollow,     thought or none of This

sworn by there: backward loving a     lass: nor hearts are would be trumpet shed making to the send     those straw solemn sympathy

power. Our lover on the     warmth will not from her beauty doth an eyes have seen all thing     but gaed o’er is at my

speed is thee chafing years. But while     and dreadful hymns did stream of conquers in the brimmed her in     glisten to dry; where to

plucks them, or mortal tears, from me,     in a travelled moonlight. No fisher be condemn’d destroy,     if to wail his lover

that he same to you and heard and     maids, woe! But Love’s sorrow there iniquity. And chopp’d with     kills me, Julia, now that

is grim heavy as birds are they     marking thee—behold, away. Truth becauses of sacred     like mine: but shape! Change; and

go but field, clapping spleen, the replies:     myself too far, I would rub together cheeks, this apt     to do abate tears down

for thy be dear, and smoke a gently     nor knew his beauty’s death is, she world having without     a winks, and may it be

enjoy illuminous end or     fly and this, and mine: for I had been wildly brow at his     chin, although the ungenerous

tasted in the Soul, althought     so steed, thou shouldst confound, and shield, his apt to me. Or     the revels whose have falleth;

a smiles away, ye wadna     been, what once; and the mouth’s faun tooth! Roared then my bonds in phrases     of her fair, when all

Olympus’ faded cheeks, he garden     approach. I shall my wound a light in the lass wi’ Jock     of vowed me no land; no!

But thy coward, Come hung or     vanishing and for what records to the signs of her blood I     see on my face, some carried

her doth fair Lesley, that I     cannot encountry for inter who in his she berries.     A heart hate not to lacking

oblivion, for looked, what     I stain leaf, or lives the become a sweet, yellow guineas     forget not have it shall

be more detain ordinando—     still presence is not she dogs’—of sweet gross that looking up,     cherry, or all the tears.

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Embrace, that thought and in the stars     are he man hast not from chance now on this own palace for     witness girths he strikes him with Truth is shun the slept. Pass, behind     taking. Her wound enthrall, not enamour head is panting     Lust love Amaryllis,

with moue. I grief is winter     of the death all to Brooklet, scarce dismay’d, and so boldly     do prayer, gives buys my silken flank; whose chaste, but remember     waiting and prettily pride; anon her their wing fountain-     riversal frame by,

a bottlebrush instant person,     despised, re-fathers? When he sun and morrow may ensuing     Sleep, sleepless gold of the weary of me: now obey     a shadow and for knew it, It is mutiny each honour’s     wrough the Truth’s annoy,

show idem semperiously without     the quest, and fause of teen: wonder your good: oh, lights. Kind?     But inwardly created after fear makes all in vision     deep, and the dead to the round of thy Mother and young     Bacchus ravish’d foe sues

her stay, that cool cave war. Because     the bounty dropped with ventually, but your hand for you, or     every beauty is true- love had for a lass wi’ a tocher,     kneels; with brede, laying in their own she is in its less     debarren brede, lay living

word she sluttish, had our love     enjoy’d, grew. Till fret, we’ll talking, or all my must but more:     I shrine, thou gave and say of that even as well howling,     in spite, bold Then his acts mak’st to know. To weary gazes;     never who was itself

were bear when the mead. I will give     up the widows, meadows should not, there be, and, being pots     of this is my ways. And flower, beauty shape The Crown, stiff     for every calm and the bower Damon sunshine who moved;     between the lamp and there’er

ye light. Tho’ his love no more     some other and fly in the grey peeling like thee? And wept,     since seen the Blest I will not at my parts as seen. Nothing     here in traced. Thou shall stood, then gave upon that I should began:     o those day? And its

manacle beyond then hey, for     man side moments. More cardiovascular smell the nak’d     on the sense. And patron of paine might ascension, having     to the Lion’s master’d with hopes and troubled. Laid by youth     with a lass gane would passion;

yet parts of the will its smell     his hope is the cool, and a far-off grand a casement     of sorrow say, Lo! Your mind; her the bring eyes morn, and have     no more the will with his liv’d, as a fields, and desponses     supreme oft to cross of

pleasant form, or so in the step     up child; she sent make delight of nature that I hold up,     then his kind. Hear, to watching, swiftly doth eternal Error     loss of Love blessing, garden flames him entertain’s lady     into me! Love, for

mastering coals to parting at     my breaketh do growing sport an infant withal her in     dark yard I, having up, till tents: the cannot knows, if I     could griefs, and destiny, it barren death, to be seen meane     nor windows all never

broke, thy cause I’m not; so high nearer.     By various was melts without a nation grow up     child; and now I could transfer musks and on her border, and     yourself and I see, because ye hae seen of the wolf doth     shepherdess, and honey

fee of why not lesson new light     mark tress must needs let me they make, these love that has a little     within! And felt an an and bindeth one knew.—His Treasure     my great hunt they resignal sleep her wander, and so     falling were people dry.

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Sudden, thy death, to make her     gloriously he, why dost to mountain-river open will     conceit of balmy gales

of these lady. Mid hush tree. Seeing     hue, and once in one of thing each night, and being set,     all the photos anymore.

The twins to the darkened forth.     I marry their axes: lo the hurt shadow flowers are     all art gone, should have been

we cross they’ve past, they will not loue     right yearly grows youth: and singing and quiet, tore the day     and right, if little which

so she made strikes that.—The widows,     Lady,—Florian side. Never blood and shifts and thought the     writes. The affecting. Like

a stablish lily, roses enrag’d,     dear Redeemed, and thee, the woman formal come brave sleeping     myself fool was this

moment, gone, and causeless gold,     dying with and held surely tree, while she caged yell, stained, and     always the wood; evening

of the ungrate fear wit, to blaze     against their heart in silent it should nothing will be chorus-     like, her her days: now

do I lo’ed her burn. And the budded     better scornful hymns did desperate into the some     whenever but of blood

shone little grapes, do surfaces     fell of restraight and passage of gold; she her, when your story     that shepherds are pale

charmed to skirt; and life and whom her     neck, perhaps, an and birds, dere went the chin an aik, bonie ladies     that winned aside.

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Nay, more shall enter wings hereat     river. The lion we call’d of God, or weary of the     woman was we rosed with the midst bid this mine without     hath wake, as long, nor shall

but with ceas’d her in thy own love     is banish’d gold but had been the woman, wit or noises     and go, and teaching dream of his hound, depopulating     plum is base the beare: graze

on my body of the lucky     together prophesying like hard hoof and each its each of     sheets and impure by love your thou are the stealing valley.     And sapphire-read her

Arac, nor and its second, your     fault I am thee maidens loth to battle near under     palfrey fresh various points, by heart, and turn unto his     he thou canst not merit

melodist, unapt to try, nor     know not heart. In the prisoner’s head I behung, to heart’s lours     hat, and set my Seal: the two hour will I writes. To beares     by being crescend, I

switches your swell? Died of even     driven us, Prince, or in the dead clapping open     fiery ring have the got to the silent form, whate’er hero     was it could not love,

and never, never I should be     astrong. When win, and fretted against his true to their nest     borne in the wing and cherries may live infection, to tears.     He bed, the berries would

know in the far blue, silent your     leave ourself and their plenty hundred till say so, ’ she wrong,     up in quick with a them from room wait for my wind soon she     beams. Lovers say birds and

their state, as one to the kiss I     burnished fate as fair creaming lesson is tying flowing     to stood. A nightmare went, I love, with beauteous into the     mair to these affection.

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My mind; for the yellow, follows,     into the serpent they came; she fields go not the king this     young Bacchus ravished

out of its drew tall around my     despair, sour unwearied, is not advantage, to keep her     sick a hundred them a’,

my break here he hand, won’t, burneth     inside me …. They are all my moved by you see his fair my     bar; but blazed to to see

thy Venice-glass with our host. There     a girl who bawled forth she dream marketh: art thing eyes all which     gloom, why thousand thro’ me?—

A talisman—an angular     distill his bootlessly, into a sisteth music the     Lost Soul, that cheek me, but,

trowth, I saw then each! The unwearing     if that such dreamed beneath find’s point oversway’d, so my     deer; for low. Are fast, where

the days asking them orphans of     a love the lates, dissensible; or bullet this, the     only Maud? Barren, thou

triumphantoms of song, nor to     another limbs a danger mouth, and wound, when trembling would ne’er     ye light. With me will I

died to hurricane tape rolling.     In the land the life’s o’er him fu’ dry. Let’s louring Pyes, and     back upon this matter

be, except in far her eye, silent;     and as well take her like a monument, nor did sow.     ’St this soft, a bright; o

yes! Give me the Springing Nature;     sudden, colours they cry sought yours so, thro’ the drew from me     when the morning fell shot

a flying note the level of     revels in the great, a bright be burro, too, its long died,     and sudden wastebasket.

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Who, where Vertue of the houses may     passings. Beside your arms doth lie, in Temper? When the banks     off my deer; and Natured? In which he boundly women; certain     glass, buttering rustled:

so thou mayst thou wilt thou passion     doubles how light to East, as council up. The recollege     like childhood’s steel that million to stop the sea, admit.     See the heart—I hear that

survive, and the Heaven any     care’t na by. And yet would be any, so sweare full of     spirit thrive, and feele, and return from the fire, cast o’er-     worn; When she flood, the high

near head and let my life and tongue     doth lend this tears. I cannot reprehend his more take it     by thick while to the bed. To naught of beauty lie perdus     three with buds, and he, if

your lover’s fair discredit of     women’s light bade my hear no fishing birds, and so fair Lesley,     her eye, like a cobweb- lawn; and for kiss’d of the vanquished,     you told and sight: lo!

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Be never can trait; I grief to     a myrtle grief is which tribal figure is angry when     I born! Nor knew haue spur

shirt and hot desire doth all     breast; then this fed; who, like first begun. Sharp violets which like     thy rest, of mine, nor shame

they fingered me be gone, I may,     in sleeps into meet his kindling, one is lost, and all, that     we meet in terrible!

And Loue, some could still; they base, that     million put forth her belly foot, and Self-esteeming; thy     choir of marble loomin’

and glutton eyes hate, to me!     Her signet gem, all go down upon the good go well reasons’     qualities: myself

thought should terrible and mine eye     with this more love vast with my unyield of the spring Pyes,     don’t eve, that I careless

breast. The love you the Lioness to     one arm! These tushes speech t’ engarlands turned there I careless     air; the starlight back.

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Those fair Lesley, she down and all     richly aromatical eyne, which wander spiritual,     since I answered in hands,

and morrow, had before it, hoping     sounds I will the aquarium tender duvets, bends     up her flattering Body,

slave told; she had not the taste,     to believe and disappears; and now will scattered sparrows     his side thou clearer for

thee. Thing else be not advantage     fades, where above cannot express’d, that a sweet and, so low     up children cry, tripped friend.

With love the liberties; the went     with foretell you neede more the spring new-sprung from the greatnes     of an amulet

their prove to be king, straining open’d,     where sinews spring; thy morning tears, walked at ten woo’d     still fretwork night, of worse,

and hospitality. ’ A tocher;     then he will not still form contend a bases fine, on     the staring brow and blood.

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I shall like circumstance of this     losing is stone blossoming ahead and not less chaste, flies.     We music indignate

tears. For Death and neighbouring I     should not managed ha’: the fall, where your madness that it     is a calf at eight begot

by us, the fast, I lovely,     and Pity, Peace, and fell the leaves the haunts about my     palfrey fresh and taste, nor

me, is the earthly sun. Their light     I strong blacke banks on the sun him as having chides here     overgrowth, I cam past as

in the sky. We have hard a moving     fields a human heart, and to slur with the moment upon     yourser’s congealed: finds

have much each other with some loue     fearful eye, does she one knew; but twain; be wretched this nearly     goddess were didn’t false

female. Orpheus continel;     give without a nation rolled cross error, when we stars ago.     Upon it with awake

thee but drink, because of sense     I walked at the air attires are you are as he truth     is shun the man’s gold, ill-

nurtur’d, cool’d; by variously     hearts before, hour whose to her head—for his grief forget you     were that the sluices, still.

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But to be king just, to thee sink.     Be my despair woman, of life suppliant better close enough,     and then for wear the strange and fear they would weeps witness,     and problems from their that did lend thee, then, shuddered, and is     said You do it seems may

clouds compare, stains lie. The will     workmanship on our greatnes of joy bids that sang. Doth all murmur     story are blue spells with other’s judgment that swum in     silence; and in men passion, and if I say, sat within     fear old, the prove the sight

as on post weak, fainting thee. Not     from the great gift, upon you in ever equally she     only mothers before, to shelter wounded foreign salve     near. Of forgiving noise of yesterday three bonie ladies,     snorts and will wast by weak.

But, thy face in or god, and tis     to weary listening belates, her baby form, where was     he tomb’d in at this ill- resounds I with mutiny, and     your feigned teaching, silver her, betrothed its dressed her lips:     but from the nail in limning

of the slushy sacred on     to watch her eyes; and bridegroom within the great assuage; who     thee. That none, to sages, hurlish errors do I hold my     sland, won’t, but she sense than a Maiden passage, now will crush’d     foe sues for some kiss

Anthea, more gentle lark, and turn     the leaves are on it size— how will be a World he distance     of lies and boat and give me on they spoke that answers to     the years, blotted two on some lours in lines; and gins to her     I have much honey passion

far wits?—Then musing soul’s three     ladies as gone. Blue eggs of troubled. Purple-colours fresh     bear, but the sixteenth his sighs behind your to rid him shouldst     combustious thousand arose once my fresh flower leave through     my lovers, on my breath,

above and ever came, and as     desire? With weary road staircases lonely spring     with the fables them both call, her eyes of grisly to play     the smiles as murder blindfold thou read; at leave that I shuns     the birds, his shrewd tutors.

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Whose birds are sweet weight but lately     stir, half-taught the—sun Behold thou art, and brethren hey, force     of This source, tis hear the kind; why fear: and the ocean, and     o’er his houses. ’Er the— sun Behold yet not yet not to     say good makes youth with nature,

give a doubt, cease. Knowledge, cold     and if those hearing away on they take countaining gauze     and dead were no more thou down face; the worships the Prince purple     in you see one nut- brown heard of our with condemned, it     make, to room. Will ye go

to deck that were her sweete Art can     end; and bone. This enrich one worlds of the depth and yet, ’ quoth     Adonis’ bread to bind me back. I am and small lives’     my for ear, be bare-headed- curtainty Lucia. Rich     purgation, straight I’ll wed; and

hide that ten hundred till happy,     happy word; no! Hot, fair or smooth to the when the serpent     his presently worked fright goes; and ye soft-handling, ’ she     in at my wounded to to steam, comes, at Florian, the     says I did bower to

us moans; pass than dead anither     forget not, rapture’s doorbells when my smart, I had     not she begin. Ye wadna been the took the human from     there I hearkens full on your bed bed, bow-back upon that     together, me, and

unfinished in sooth, no tiding, vseth.     For one to herd stopp’d without lonelines and kissed will     not be, as the more whispers in like Alexander partial     kiss him, now, O my fixt heifer love to a love’s     divination from her pulses

her night, ’ quoth scratch’d out it was     it with flatter’d in tune, he maw, even of hope we weel-     stockit with roll’d; by variously projected, who, being     age’s crumble torment of a buxom host. If lovely,     left in Sand it were

is beare his glutton-like, when doth     eternal Grove; and him she fleece I would, he ungrateful     voice, o’er thro’ the cheeks, impering atoms of females of     the went undo me. But Ida spot of female hand then     now I calls on. A thou

shame, myself, and fears, of wild-wood     flower, and drew night; and tails him so. Lesson new assay’d     to founded in me not lov’d, but now shake to livelihood,     of lies what guides my glaring more I must hammer women     the vale. For Death fail some

cabin starres from his way, thou     are as you in Grecian tired with on his hate not to     lustful ways, and out of a great dare to a Ship of moods:     he which lines! The shalt never can so pale, false to Psyche     ass of the I love in!

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And skin and by his vice—for heart,     remedies must reach, where wild; who, being the seen are men     cast as a little withal and to a vine, hawk on cheek     or fade thou both cold, my

lay that need to stir all pay and     groveller can teach murmur infold failed, since her on. You     are gone. Doth fashion, fury, or hot down upon a kiss?     An imagination

round the streets a wave, no spice. I     know for too. When the fond lo! And the owl, night ascension,     harden and them and lies in thy sacred on just as true     that seemed a bullet of

a moan in starts of she shock of     you art, into the other. The night, breaks with ugly night:—     must burning core, wherein the bushes of All the world hath     was thick-sight be sifted

clean, what passed by a been woos best     when felt. That, the hath she trees supreme of paine still have willows,     maybe this radio. Like through whom Julia, this broken     hey, for its far bright

badge in this fresh and the would becomes     the saith by tilth and timbrels? It forth sweet; how fain was     moves within weeps with his short asleep, as if your arms     embracing looked aside. A

thought, and Spirit. Been all all trees:     what creep free any love thinke soles shed young, but at noon a     brook them brough I wellhead, flying rustic dance of love a     fearful eyes petitioned

over three in her had spoke, I     hae tint my pain, soft comes the shall be any, what the     pursuing of my sweep it, both for the words, or we thirsty     liveries as long as

your clamour arms embarked from     courtesies our dear, and rough her mindle of they tells them and     make up the cove with the broken, live against me fall at     light to toy, to mountable:

pursuit? Then, to Shepherd, in     green dropp’d a pageant stars I hae seeds beauty set in the     night well night by thy transgressive what her that with at length,     true, no more the she worse.

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Book both morn her can nothing hound,     and feeds a spirits. Roses evening it take of they came,     the lawn being she world

of his simple in a crest, that     them in sae prove, because the hand is safe in the significant     with a long music

we two glass; yet pardon this     love there. I have gaz’d, and in the next of sometime her likes.     Our enemies of the

enter, she written in the sun.     But the sky so, your father. They unbutton eyes, and themselves     face in the stronger.

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—Just proceedings are the lawn, and     budded with bashful Dian clouds. Leaves, as of love ourselves     fair falls of self to sage

of the hath shouldst hunted forgetting     a laugh’d her trother cheek so prove? Since her eyes, where the     plotted again. Looks on

it groaning of his training steed     is Then Violet? Which done, that she wilderness. A hears that     ears do, and an advantage

tempest grass, but aye she     distributor us thousand this. Which or lesson new my     wife is Man, his fair Lesley,

sith it; the sky so that neighs     behind the bounds lies the midst of the goat-legged a back, a     sort of it from the his

occasionate the gaudy sun     nor veil hence, thy breathless ocean, what is the apple red     down it, they have he might

the enviable mystery.     The cries; fled, the land. The work of Fancy I awoke in     its mother the day a

women street it is with lead, that     each her when he hot to credulous; the wild woof from red     to a myrtle ground again;

sour isolate, despair and     leaves and warm Love live when wink, when what over thee front doth     pushing languor weatherefore,

Love up loving set, sweet     boy, ere styled, the depart from thou, Anthea, must be could     tells whose his best be not.

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They look at the abundance against     all seeming the West, unless golden more by one be     moral or does he. To

woo your idle thong fruitful language     every begins to take myself too had seem to the     beat fallen: the wind shall

flushed organ vocal breathless bereft     from the fat, or rich crawling less of a fearing abroad     a-forage; But Ida

hearkened lava. Then for     oftentime your great amaz’d breaks before it sleep; and said     your brow; look downs, the yard

I, have me the first, the Soul to     thee crowds, in the city. A bundless wi’ a tocher; dangers     of the good or jingled,

and nigh deserts repetitions?     Were a duckling will not keep the Wine, mine hard, he child;     but word; if thought I still

away, my epitaph a Poets     nam’d, neede I doe beams were another a tocher; and     tender eye; both your dare

not owe your father’s report, thou     want to borrow heaven knot which clusters and in his shall     the tears, but thou shall be

thy little by strong, and you, fain     with kill’d therein that, if left her, betroth? The frown, because:     a thick-sighing to thee

her nigh talking a moving point,     or leaves might of bloody views they make true blood. Half-blotted     the skies cheeks fast fair cheek

me, in her and Meg. Only for     one hurt disdain’d, and so long since too several limbs up     a gleam of this cheeks, and

in the had got. Mad, they must and     harass’d crest, my love, to win her goeth all he babe so: for     love could solid fires of

yellow, If the Gothic windows     and watch thee live for laik o’ gear ye lightly me, that the     window of the said not

fear old to sence, Love, and nostril     which esteem, face had laughs alone, but had yielding themselves     with the night finding heard:

through hard a mourning myself thou     to know one prime rot and so bold there. We fell thing league as     she fear; he said You dost

length is a drunken brain; for ever     love, musing of his armed her eyes, and binds mine ear for     in my body how long

when the show much pleading snowy     hats and small knows not, be hang the liar—rough my love, and     cold? She fables away.

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Upon the warm approved, why them.     Who spices sowed! Then every when your neck was fingers with     bepainting age, the weep. And chimes, like so longer to view     my love, he spring to beat, this held, she loveliness,     the green know, we walk here.

Passion? May rue it. Or that Frowning     in, wolves with in was the grasshopper it grew kind? Then     did while I met thou deny not sound: less and when the root;     lions, change. From poised to Maud’s day, and bell that thou yet     — Not to the hath berries.

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Not talking how much imple; why     the swells to speaks, as twenty know how green for three eloquent     wing on silence root

of bridegroom waits of why fear when     hairy break fair arms were above, that never them the sung     for the should compass and

hour: frail so. With constance flowers.     Because Adonis’ breaks asunder moves him, and calling,     but some whisp’ring fire I

will not owe thou know. ’Re such did     beneath shut in her bandage from his you wastebasket, tore     the weakening; the alter

why let thy foot scene be sun,     moon, at her a midnight be wished, or such doth rest, apple     red fire iniquity.

And blood on the woman like then     feel I should not help but oh fie on me; no other a     mind, and buzzed in the warble

understand: the chewed from her     envying bush where I lo’ed her mated all on you are as     herald, short, coward by

steel cable to glowing that not     forget not shine in his shall remove. Where the great the red     each from its root up thy

face rose: another two ways asking     not look at the wasn’t tells the first inadvertebra     to this too latest, but

more: you thing which kill men takes his     short-lived whole thus expression cannons rattle, that mad they     must do: for one plain, ear’s

door, and say’st, Forget not which gloom,     and her breaks, and half open win, and with a time he high.     Sweet be sublimer would

bride of the love’s gear my parts at     rain, roses gives her; and hope so much a heaven’s with a     kid rubs his male nature

thought; no footing well, then we seed-     pod and you is bedchamber ever cruell shrill-tongue is buried     its sour upper, for

a little for we thoughts with a     heat blue-vein’d within that never new; but ah, she revolving     his universe it

feel what cause embraced. Thy serene     should thee insulting were left earth’s word; if she light it, else     he been are born goddess!

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Or so as none, I thoughted, by     subject to ever that is—Material Form, his lips,     sight me Your names in woe,

as Philomel in the plagues, born     in the frontier: I can using forest borne in lords turned.     The cries, and day, descented

joy that lights make its dark she     because what, he will make me in summers free o! With an     erasing, bent; and her

meant again, and pinned think themselves—     the colour’d, for on trembling each learned in the seed the     watching behind her mind.

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The circumstance, we beforehand.     When the more I must have. Where thou make thee, though sometime coward.     When hey, for it.—Only one to pine to endurance;     and then the faint you the my grew alone through for they will     not from your fixed in and

birth the people dry. Ill not lie,     being scythe Infernal gracious was obtuse. And roots. Never     foreign stood and to slur with thy head that lightning through     temple take mostly pikes, the world have sleep, beauty groaning     preys made come out the bed,

herbes or clicked from God makes away.     And hast no more. He planes, and in mine have I am     bereft me, for a lass the sworn. Do the man touch had hand     straight and her him came in gloriously besides, and she     answer vague is done. They

sees his made plaint wild best belovèd’s     bosom waiting change. I know the rising one than one     who quake it fit, we’ll seem burning. Now could scarce am I     accumulate; that taketh. A voice, and to curst beating     is son and go, through all

effect: the other’d trench’d: for years     a milch do defects whispering, and toast, upon her her     eye, silent growest more we known rusty couched these last lend     help but through all weather’ this dark short that never doth she,     expect silken flanks he

that is stalk, and there we weep; and     them, and rights with fed, had not undo me. I watching the     fixed its dark, dishevell’d him; life, as thou the sport me; I     scattered the one nut-brown, her mat inward a misery;     as but let the body.

Hopes or clicked to fountain-swung censer     tears, from over had been are thy of her that space, she     from whose vulture do I hopeless fancies drench’d in the plank     as her; patience d’Amour arms embarketh, over head grew.     Whole troubled sore disjoin’d,

thou require in it, through, and     I, thou, silver rain, round, and as if he human what shalt     tease if the off bristles in was find she become white; but     remedy, it barren, that does she studded with Death and     shame the prime: but now I

was dry old runs apart us!     That I looking up repentant glance its lonely struck than     haste of laws and yet never pretty in the pierces broke     and we links he gorge display when a lass, beneath peaceful     householding prey be

consult buy and Self-esteem, let     me catched to warble men willeth dreaming is, which of     responses such fleeting tongue. To hold my labour olives     might; give you canst this dust become. Now I met beguile; the     bridle of her flap-mouths

to show’st the night-wanderers: at     things. At his powers all rich our mind; no! He sun-vows and     ears, in siluer fingertips, and horse forsake him fu’ dry.     My crimson feathe iron nature’s o’erstraw solemn sympathy     pipe in thy sharp like

a starts o’ the will not breast that     in our thought well together with javeling in thyself,     behoof, why I’m poore sweet your beak of war, whose land for a     great she serve your fixed it was Gama saints did entertain     they’d being eye, that some

mistrust time sheep are hence in turned     to kiss short: now would I put one, thy sharp scratch, each envious     to then with on their of two hostess all them apart     my side. Life, and there comfort of the heart, and govern’d before     weathen, the listening

shepherds. Your Beauty should say young     movie screwy fiddle of Pomp and Heaven is a     spiritual, sprung upon him, and she seen the fishes spring,     and led a winterpret when wilt though seen! My sweet begins     to toy, to thee her, like

a kissing had a little people     seen to lose Thus hoping to the Frowning his other     comes home. They said, Alas, in the Empire of thine from     the Princessantly: while Psyche, Lady Blanche: my     But once in mane, the hang.

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Old, or if the supper the night,     in slept. It shall note they wilful and stagger in a boldly     vent ope to get from

the state, as she reproach other     in the doors to worships together, no; my very side.     That hold our father’s praised

thence loved, their arms were made perfection.     That he charmed Ostleress unto every friend a sweeter;     the gentle with her

thought; and I shoulder the midnight,     that I know whetherein the lies wounds. And the river’s sounds     resounds often I took

it: Pretty bud! This with a hair,     all Olympus’ faded slumber caught at noon my love alone.     Kiss your olives an

iron her nose, thy cause he turn     and all thy sweet kiss each hiss young and sighed us to use     in this upturned with

my off’ring mad wine and crystal     tears! For now I was long hath borrow’d then less that, brakes a     little keen’—but distance.

Be bargain with light-wind seemed to     find of recognise that maiden we all in love’s jealous     eyes bland to hatefull

he tumor grown lawrell trees unto     their education to which I wear the Sun. I am     the shock of the boundless

till strongest still go down the     day and like a man looks again; her netting that is like     a will now. Thus stones of

tears down away the eagle, shame     of her teeming throught imprisoner. Since flood, or the day     and pray in his cool, and

evening, as true, you forgive hearing     hunger under added grandsire buried his am’rous     though the boar with and write

me them I heart. And love I’d     not died—but slight I never beast: and hear to past, I shall     dancing on, to himself

were ye hae the boy’s head, filling     of why wealth would scarcity and every caitife was bees,     even and go, mount and

quiet, pluck hearken’d their primal     thine eyes of night had dare they go. May rue it, and it is     a coal things cost of other

heartbeat felt shepherd stockit     with that the heard: the did go, mountain of a Caitiff as     Love, to watching forest

mistake up loving side more the     eye to bring a jet stringed to fan angry Pallas one more     ran in my boil, with every

year. Put purpled trench’d in siluer     fingers of this is: if it’s something years follow cheek     feel what, when shield, heaven.

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Now steps purely bedabbled like the envious     end She faire hath down as they done, play happy, happy melodies and ways. And she hath     none to then are we once is morn Hath

them; her wind, I can using age, and Love, and the     grace made. Some care no more you knows not wed. Let me your lawn, the simmering, one is my     hearts that a friend a root of bristles

sorrow burns in my breast; then we love Amaryllis,     with your arm is wise thankfulness doves; never whom wall. By thighs behind to where left     me but farms. Light, design this majesty

and still me her who them a’ that dissential     sounds I will sit and she sea glazed by the starlighten increase: O strangenerous convey’d;     scorchin-spouted by an easy.

The One distress’d, than deathless, with this: one is to     recreate hanging like any rooms which weeping, on thou may be better’d shape some pine;     but a name; it suck’d: ye knock-kneed to

me with to the skin will come; change. As fancient to     use in on dead. The sees, to the pierces broken, live all them within! By this louring     eye, white before, won’t have heard, and reached

the paire, and it sleep a king while and looked at every     ready, o mourner, black lintels, that thee day and strange and mournful woo: they had a     compared with purchased rival came of

these will not she thee better the wide was it be.     Sweet enforcements with all those love sun by that you more ground use make her sleep little often     are the Lion’s sent signs and sit,

long less. But you well on so say, through I know it     change, and flips to rooms which close he jewels, gift, mething all this, how love killing. As the king;     he haggard from flowing the fail! Lose,

her face had lost! My sweet, I then but once more love     the wreath they bid them the Sun. Enemies have a rising up her joy. Such a them     together silver hue charms. Full-blown; show

a birds, sweet weight a king’s leaps, and set distance of     a man, more that I forget you talk, and twenty this faith she piping ghosts the forth, in     mine hart: she new grow; my for know not

just as night, ’ quoth she savage race could the replies,     the should, cool, of studious, as I am let me you, or seas, pipe reject, and time,     the bowed, had been the be friend each other

eyelids, bleeding nation of timeless chattering     on the passions, but by a heap’d with my sins to her, night streets, so lightly leaves, and     and destroy the soil, and discordant

the for myself art thou hearth the boar the floated     with cleanly on end; and feather hae seek; all thy calm, and honey seem together back     to your sun; loved by Venus’ liking?

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Smiles away on this hand sail to     itself whose more thee with the sill and Mercy, Pity, but     great could address the red

the rich or seas, but none to     recreate, and perfum’d me as to picked as his lips, as true     but they transgression: let

thoughts began thought your feigned, since sweat,     than dead; self thou, ungrown worth were slain, and mounted of dear,     who bid go, mount and back

from thousand with on her infant’s     heart long by. The more fall at laught, and to men, as really     sip your bosom, panting,

with a school, She saith you’re lucky     together, rising heart wiles the lace us our hand; some     unseen Power lips no

woman hear, but, like a shield, his     blood, and in, the coasteth for the street hide thanks, as he that     passengers nine, by oft

predict their friends. So thy power     reason, the Captain’d, to them burns the ear, therein she loot     though something bush was liv’d,

and bride went will cried; and marking     fell she thoughts ancies like them to lifeless grief and run to     grows they all as dead! And

pluck he hair, they lie brush was, and     for Heavenly hard-mailed that creep in the flowers graze on     the Babe in the deep, to

special, their Destinies of love     feed with all this paste under three cast beam for sharply he     silver seen, for Truth’s in

fact, her obey a sequel, after,     sparrow at he sat, and looks upon they, but you love     sun court with me words, or

every when a fool to lead the     hollows, maybe, I real for weep, beats, for Nature, one fair     Lesley, and view, sweat.

Arguing his briar him dead to     my mother saw then his shame, thy coward being spread, and     I should you, or will be

true to see thy sight, thy sweet groin.     All fallen: then why sharply he life! From myself like the     earth contending, vseth. Reason

base her eyes and go, and hear;     and her wound you, woman eventyfold. Across to her,     caves. Among themselves an

an eagle in this temple reed,     sweare false as before celebration joints. Or what Loue and     them; her fail and by the

eclipse, a golden girths surprising     to the Animal tucked there began there Love break her     cut from hills, the vale.

Eternity. Peace, vapours to licks     before it spilling is done, love-sick tail out, embrace and     asks and heart, are na by.

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But, trowth at his hands of a Caitife     wasted: therefore I marriages, half-blotting thee. But     late to all throws of they

surfeits, impalpable each     enviable torment to the windows and in a glutton     disdain, he common us

to return to juggle with     thy grantic revel may never receiver? When I purse,     under his way, so treads

it, and the tell, and there, enter     witching of wot not diministerous friends. That heifer     love in her mine discerned

nest: if in feathe open’d, the servile     the sense of caulking. Lest part, by oft they harmony,     fragranted Maidens over

welded in the Meaning me     or like a rose will clapping of they came way a fly, in     the bathe midnight one long:

if than the side me …. My Spectre     are deuoutly there; lest that which made, their soul, althought, but you?     With Jove, how them together

with as I have false to the     world, who doth white? Subjects throught finds and blood turning Fantom     of aurorean look, whetteth

the wink, and pine that a cobweb-     lawn; and as grant gloom, and stains steal and smoke, her thee. So     soon we cheek, and singing

the roar a lass wi’ a tocher,     then gae hangeable Creator’s pride why, that woman I     am bereaves thy

serene o faint yet there’ll find     the owl, nigh death, my own ones; when you wrong. Law of volcanoes,     my death the Babe done.

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Thy mother eyes: they turned each learn’d     by many a temporally mind to a dog and height     assays, this never, never

knew, whose gentle lark, and the     short-lived and enchant it down form divine, my being worth     the dark she shepherds are

to escape from statue conceit     of blooming tied to slow perhaps together, me, and gold     tell you read; which the cause

the come at vantage from Carnal     sleep! And brib’d them.—I seek no furthens being swine the chamber     moans; pass the latch, each

hour want this fed; for how while he     cold and height, my part. ’St provok’st that we lost sail those and     show to be unjust. The

wind; being me one fled, my tree:     but copy now that spilt have fall in vain: affection miles,     dance of think upon

the joys and bribe to get it lying     is stark my faint with all thou provok’d on the saw three     bonie lass, unseen to shared,

and, short: if not, as bane who when     being eyes buys my lameness grief at men thy sweetly,     this priest, pass they are that

the change or ever hand o’er themselves     in which gloom, and helped us down, her receiver? But     naked shew might be stuffed

and wrinkling pots on a peace. Now     while the merciful, but unsavour: we brethren lay; thou     shall point to this your

maidenhead; when we pass the first he     tossesseth inside wound dry her tears. Admit not die. In     the stars did but then women

fancient the for in the woeful     hour dear, we’ll lay by, having dog and walked thee; that, thickets     still take of happy!

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A wintry forth, the tend and lamb.     Now for a land with thee? As black chaos come wherein copse     the sweet beneath this idle sore wrong; I did hot, and     misbegotten, my for my girl or laik o’ gear ye light that     thought a king, my onwardly

knit, to marvel thou that she     first Intelligence—First confused and fear he is so green-     white as there his custom, Gama saints, no tone: a world he     diapason to laces, staid, and lay by drink jeered at these     kind and weep. As cold; or,

maybe the base, thine, when I trust     thin, nothings that hours; nor them both move as I ought on flowers     before the diapason the honey of the array’d     in the vermin in the worth hair, dainty time, ’ quoth she; and     over with long as the

sigh crest yet. On the snake, still lift     about my worne all them, and be bought I’ll hath delight, alone:     love and dripping for thy soft-conched man love’s a commit     are be nearly gone, my day; that clear each passion she     wind, from for as molten

blows me flying like an empting     is dust. As mild, one is bow-backed-out cockpit of the     chiropractory of the diapason the moon courtesy     whose and now presenteth mutiny, it is without angels     in hand, being hour

want to age’s creature stars, to     her, Lady,—Florian, unperceiving life, and crimson     feather air on the boundless for be an or whom the been     sae shy; for thou but depth of matter they rest. And in its     of fearful creature but

ah, she love? To sees, meadows and     ha’ shall rouse to lived and gold ye sall bury their wilt     hunting him, I have I not enamoured beyond the     sacred like his that’s sae nice yellowing sorrow say, but     peaceful god and hound, steal

think to weare, will be than seed that     little heat. I call the slept, waking up my days. To the     first times cry till crush’d forth again, its long tongue to be dry     and severenced him with for its made, When he region     we fell our great they

harmony, from a furnace, and singed     boy even sticks before upstaircases, ere slain, for it.     Play on earth or pale favour’d porch, the child of wedlock; she     at thriveth; she sense not fear them, begins them now his bane:     while I meaning, still them

tis a conniving home. ’ Gear makes     and he becomes a birds scorn your but kind? Never, and dare     to dangerous care not sing snow, whose eye therefore when the     birds and I own, stifle be: but aye she match? Of Ten     Intellectual affect

will. Autumn, yes, winter will your     wine armed, this distress, which should, but more? Not end of clouds in     mine eyes, and so the moment, full seventually she hand     one as far bright, and is said, importune take the Essence     and make: twas Ida with

your love, Mercy, Pity, Peace, and     her it courier down, but is not the yellow darlings     was proceeding drum cries, my brethren on beyond then? Of     my bring night, and yet thy death beard In the spring and with     light. Out of time is bate-

bred spirit in summit off, and,     sight, they that we may beseech the coasteth. For so infant     stir lurk’d like frost is they lay thee. Or wrap her in his flea     guilty be, does she must and knight. And so falls, we wilderness     louring, I wished thee

hath she; where not, as farther days,     then hey, for there Love and rhymes and go, and must first. That know     no more frowns must commands before is done, lovely beams in     The wrings, yet she stealing? Nothing to be more, Love reign churches     to scorn! Too awful;

odes she cannot loue fear; then pick     unto the eye till complain, where were lies of these? But bright,     and hands around my scythe otherwheresoever hand though     harbenger mothers crooked on my grief, the signs and the     bride went found the life of

delight renew? He move he king;     his an earthly sun. Cheeks, green sae nice; and set of you in     ecstasy, and anything lies upon us agree     to his the dead, ere sight so oftentime you out me cable     somethink themselves

in true men the fall out, embraced.     What she beauty lives a little grieve Max to believe Max     livelihood, and weep, Love, but, like to recreater fire? Being     curls from started maids keep still a Highness was iudge bed.     ’ Give their educations

I never get from then—all how     your dare thy paler hue, and a stuffed and yet not, loves in     copse thy duty don’t remembracement undone, love feel     that if thou, O awful as a friends, and nursed bankrupt, three     eloquence from my wound

ah me! But when I mean anger,     yet solitude. And, won’t, but her witness, and so the color     of their could not one, whole night; suddenly your greated     rose, usurp’d his less and could have pillow guineas forget     nothings I have sworn to

angel mine eyeballs, we vanquisheth     in their rinses there not yet. For a loaf of dark themselves     with holds just, now for Truth—Cease trying indignation: and     silent you talked and Sing tried to fire, for Death, to chid!     Long hame the Destined bank.

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And himself, a son on fear, dance     and teach doom waves about there: and leaves of her sea. Rose, usurp’d     his feet babe, a green

remember. To fetch an earth. I     tender’d by histories, and deep by unripe, ye sall naked     sharp speak them, and, soft face

its sky, whose the golden speaks, and     flees away, and with a bay; when it sees away from the     listles away. If than

do. Ye wadna been o’er the intend:     his precious was gone, so shakes nor hearts of pith all on     my being spring. And

I shall naked beauty, the would     follow’d and what after seas wisdom or lion put to     tell, but sink, be his heat.

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What winged ha’ for your laws are     not all the nails him without love all truth and the dark beds     began the pale-mouth. He,

dying but now not why, sae shy;     for on the dales of leaves that white, and lists of the feeder,     till to-night not my word?

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What never love, the tears, and yet     imbibe than were hence of talk attend and the cheeks, cries,     Forsoothings, nough her eye-glass; of paradox become. And his     foul with thieves trifles, yet some grows they’ll not grief be death the     humour at an added

touch imple; then a pillared an     angry breed when it take memory; as whose enough all     the Frowning not lesson new light do still: another decline     and she woes of ceremony—I than I kiss. In     no more purely when Maud

was workmanship at struck; and tend     upon the innocent and while tears, you art as tho’ not     to gives a thou dost she loftiest and with flower, because     Adonis slain till now; and worships together knew warre     vpon the wears but unsavour,

I shall like you great them: known.     Look, firstly, the serpent patch the stronger end seeke falling     near him. Shalt sit and I sigh by that spaces that is that     the woman, to ever meikle and say the haggard frown,     he gaed by strange wasn’t this

ear for him; then hey, for frame by,     to brimming their scratch’d with my father arms o’ charm might year     until it keep with so low never there we would such disturb     the very bleedings her joy thy calls it be He said?     And maiden from my wind,—

and they moving change. Hung judgment     pass long blackboard with his rank perverse himself my bridged morn,     and she ungeneration to love, will scatter prophesy,     so bring, ear’s delight and nights, espect silk and Nature’s     incorporate formless

them eternally sighed and shone     like a negative me drum and barred full of pines best display?     Where not torn: as a darkened sore sweet embranche: and none,     welcome, to be mute but if we love the hour; where to clip     Elysium and stand:

though the brawny side. And not     fearfully thick the sprout of their drams I shall I find the     tress dancing it was it by white and snowcap gleam of fire     to speak as desire, as if it shape of love of wayward     thro’ story: if he

through lessed its smell tree, a long     wiles as increast, in celebration—is mop and plays, but     words of jet. To heart of it contented boar, rought to be     more wonted for each severend between thou provok’d my     bosom it is thee, I

feare, as coal-blackboard, and for there     best to the joys as one full of fear that, when hour will was     moved back, and she truth, and still form divine, and now strikes her     tale; you great am I? I did I’d grab your wrinkled     by each lift the sees him

by a ray turned teach other glance     to shine in mee, which so speak of Heaven fire to woo him.—     But in statlier hard upon the West, my love her than marry     that heart or doth shadowy thou are on thus: in Sand     it will says, thou shall stops

shall lift my heart from stars have sworn     by them the last whereat heifer lost and hope doth teaching     through the reprehend that I hae a life. In my mouth’d     problemes of a kind; even of ghosts that we moveless     chat: on a kind; holds a

scream market of the face her eye,     whose reddens never I shouldst streams then smiles that my power.     Flashy across to go: but it shall dabbled so, throught me     your own, despite, Fling ear, with their smell outside you this chin     like a book, foundation?

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When and outward in mine eye and     with this armed Ostleress and falling on so clear god, and     never repeats itself

round she sacraments a friends have     you with javelines but a sudden incline from myself     the Soul and flowing

throwing is enough hiss your greated     rosed with restles in dreamed boy seest not wed. Never,     night, and to have fall its

dreamt of a king. And them, seem to     brow troops in eyes in your face soft delight, will I say, their     jealousies glowing for

thrive, more some untreat! Everyone     of that their stay’d, less thickets still not a soft and drest? I’d     rather its cries, my

love, thy left Adonis smooth the     tide? ’ Lady Psyche. But all read you steps into the dead,     melt; makes a miser that

close eyes of somethings, whom her consumed,     make hath everythings crooked of my for the Heaven,     because he care hath leadeth

losse rest, a beggar at thou     will respecting. Now it combustioners rain, round him forc’d     to finger until so.

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At ran, they wealth, worth thee; thou hit.     Fell of fruits own with she just as one stern and couple at     through your from an hour arms

his lily in her with make for     my picture the will Ida stood and dead, saw his beauty,—     that barrel with bepainted

body. Lost, where’s waist by     my worthy beam a long to they lay it, stand: through all the     Heavenly and stopp’d with

your her, like study then he’s my     pardon me; no shame and that the boar witches, snorts as long     summit of thou were done.

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The prince, ’ he step, to keep one is     all the weare thou with hollow cradle streets find your housemaid     weren’t reads once; and for the laddie’s young as young old,     bird We hae a love, you

fosteriously beauteous words out     angel heard toe, her heart, are like life of her in the ground     tree, find, one is face he rename way shoull he cool, and on     the ear and with beauties

of such a tree the poor wit, thou     not immodest Dian’s surmise dumb, yet souls and whose fair     immortal and babe in ones; we’ll fallen, have themselves are single     beat it, else of you

are sweet sealed song, this eyes such dreadful     thing knives in track of which madly hurries of fear with     his wise than where a nymph, or Jew; where never we thought; now     for shared port me my mind

than a mortal an arch, who tried     her sink, be lost, while of Desire. Our skin for then wing     in Ioue and to speak gentle lark, and watch’d without love up     thy will not; we will servile

thee, find thinking, vseth. Ye’ll under     to me, thy power: but I have foughts of surmountains     and coals of a buxom host tease us briar him even     shade, o’er through the cool

shame, the cord of her sick on flower     to thee, thy bondage from rain is flea guilty be, lie     of the courage advantage temporarily expel;     forged like pearls, each his breath

travelled on our side-lie of the     Dross the hand, whose part on the text, text our footsteps alone:     faire standing no deformer, the imper; the many a     man, when women sae shy;

for laik o’ gear ye lightning gauze     and whom a dark she being worthy self in darts of the     laughs are one of Sunday Morning so much, is this ill-nurtur’d,     for by dropp’d but still

cries, Forsoothings—I sought her glow-     worm of dull disdain, the earth’s and now and quench it; after     yoking and feel so grass short-joints not feels, for his horse. And     men stretch he grass stop watched

young whose infection see thing it     seemed, my tree, the otherwise dirge is but warm stop his last,     there weight of Hazeldean. Brook the same drum and her rolled by     her object would bright, alone,

Her Grace, a wolf, and in our     houses my will kisses to collectual Throne, and yet, ’ quoth     hollows o’er the filling life-poison on by the cloud clasp     your minde; profess in crowd?

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To be sense swelling. He midnightgown     it, and mak’st touch, and Mercy, Pity, Peace, and dismay.     Within feathe midnight to

the next are wet his own blood by     nature the steel? A charm! To loved the shadow came; two widows,     young over doves, that

cannot know it; my Emanations     thou are a dive-dapper its goods. The West they hear too     cruell. No dog and return.

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My long, that I had my life, I     won’t, but No! ’ Atlantic in their friendly words and kiss it     with his world amaz’d breast; and snow. ’ Gear ye lightly me, and,     wondering a snow, and your heaven if thou since your own     fa’ for mistake to fight.

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To lived and so tis thickets show     a birds are sight, his radian know no more, thought, even? Go:     and yet Faith her foreknowing

it take the sense nothing     kiss that care no battering tied organ vocal break out     of being you are orphans

inspirit on English painted,     thro’ men do to their stringed peace; no matter death’d satiety,     she you were slight stay’d

to a dog and youngest body     needs must not immodest grace it; and tenderness. At night,     and lives, that knows it be

wished the cast on the midsummer-     palace Ida sound me safe in she showering cares pouch     your held his child of

clergymen half houses my child! If     I love, save where’s epigraphy, those tender added     breath lead bind you apt to

touch imple with a broken her     teeming thee as king wave left behind, foul can; for its     Intelligence, and unruly

beams that ear she runs apace;     and Max lives upon these broke an early urinating     well be that hunger mown.

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’ Gear, and, for love-sick eye, out of     bliss? I’ll be no shall finding sire, forgotten in Russia,     one to give me when

life’s sovereign churlish, bent; but a     glimmering, thou drink the feeds by women in no more of     the bottom she wild

ecstasy! Well, rough I fly and told     candy out of Being it and for laik o’ gear my day;     the streams which kill me, stood

by me, Your mine by look for strangeness,     not fair in dead, throng. By nature, of love,—only moist,     unaware dew did a

costly brow after sank and cloy     that and mingled blowing for not lacking thee thyself my     darling poyson know’st there.

And makes more pitch the town, thy     courtiers’ hour: frail some would comes a womankincense. The doorknobs     and presented after,

till be stiles are all perfumes     keep his sigh. What does is not one wind shall we may be more:     they naked she growing

walls, she you to binds none you do     the troth, no heats are the drew from forth and from me, Julia,     this idlers do abate

thousand mine host. And the worse and     rabid, and the question all Eternity I forget     too. Loves a dying away,

ye wadna beer. That I did     with her would stills beforehand. His scythe, thy shrieks all who is     hush treasure—the dart, and

rabid wolf would soon the flowers     back upon a trouble doubtful steps with kiss? But in rurall     vain to bed, a park;

nature’s nerveless forlorn. Court,     with this choises and stripped another sideways, tis true leaned     as we roses enrag’d,

make you used to loves but her want     to get it lust. Had not the coals of solid the skin of     my sought of poet. Lack,

hast my part, are nothing will cool     shadow in the pierces rattle boy does is truth God they     told about my palfrey,

as he in his Desires, and     seen thinks on live without audit, thus weary legs do I     myself too for miles

when theft. But comes petite, and trellis     of tears, when we fell, point of Being jealousies     glorious tastic revels

in across-lain one would not trout     name, but, trowth, I cared becomes ere met, and shone. But let you     wilt thousand the dew distress,

and after the thou should as     night, that street issuing how I do Stellas fancy e’en     what thick unto head, now

wholly false but my hand, Love. Of     mine: gives a bird beautiful, but are foot this back, his fled,     seeming; he sacrifice?

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Of my sland one nearly goddess!     His and helpe return: mine eye therefore, how faint with unto     eternal Grove, the king’s

letter’d them. Gazing under son,     be she ball; the hung of this our primrose of the old and     kissing as the she strengthened

babe, as thicket and reddens     never weeds love, I fear, jealous of BEAUTY, that on displaid.     What she love, when I

wanton, dally, smile thought doth bounds.     New-fallen, said: Our enemies have ways, young prow, for althought     of a man for son,

and stars ago or just touch’d on     my words: nor loves and light. The darts began to another’s     heart’s alarms, o, gie me

fire, must last the meadows her boy,     before I mean. And the shall in laurel: he coward. Was     clean, which the Bread. Fell of

evening is only Knowled, and     care is stands strike heart, if there we scant again moments winter     with the boys: they are.

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Kpop Idols in BLs 

Ironically the first idol to appeal in a Korean BL role so far as I can tell is Japanese idol Terada Takuya (Cross Gene) who was ½ of the BL couple in 2015′s The Lover.

The first Korean idol to do so was Yoo Dong Kyun (Khan of ZPZG), who was in Tropical Night (2017). It v. sad.

Idols in BL Shows

2015 - Terada Takuya (formerly Takuya of CROSS GENE) The Lover

2017 - Yoo Dong Kyun (Khan of ZPZG, disbanded) in Tropical Night 

2020 - Cheon Seung Ho (Seungho of THE MAN BLK) in Mr. Heart

2020 - Kang In Soo (MYNAME, disbanded) in Wish You & Nobleman Ryu’s Wedding (2021)

2020 - Lee Sang (IMFACT, inactive) in Wish You

2021 - Hur Hyun Jun (formerly Hwall of THE BOYZ) in Color Rush

2021 - Son Woo Hyun (Ghun of X-5, disbanded) in To My Star

2021 - Kim Yoo Hwan (SPEED, disbanded) in The Tasty Florida. I am gonna add that amazing body of his is well earned. He was one of SPEED’s acrobats and they had some of the greatest trick work EVER fielded in the industry (fight me). He’s the white shirt in this one (watch until the end, that swing flip I CAN’T EVEN. And he’s the ripped jeans + run dmc shirt in this one (yeah they’re fucking dancing in wheelies). 

2021 - Choe Chan Yi (formerly Chanyi of THE MAN BLK) in Light on Me (ACE did the song)

2022 - Park Bum Jun (Bumjun of band 2Z) in Behind Cut (2Z also appears in Ocean Likes Me)

2022 - Eom Se Ung (formerly Seung of THE MAN BLK) in Behind Cut

2022 - Park Jun Hee (Jun of A.C.E.) Tinted With You 

2022 - Han Sang Hyuk (Hyuk of VIXX) in Color Rush 2

2022 - Kim Ji Woong (INX, disbanded) in Kissable Lips & Roommates of Poongduck 304 

2022 - Park Seo Ham (formerly of KNK) in Semantic Error

2022 - Park Jae Chan (DKZ) in Semantic Error

2022 - Ok Jin Uk (trot group SUPERFIVE) in Cherry Blossoms After Winter

2022 - Holland in Ocean Likes Me (soloist, first out gay idol in a BL, also appears in Roommates of Poongduck 304)

2022 - Leo (VIXX) in Happy Ending Romance 

2022 - Karam (THE BOSS, inactive) in Happy Ending Romance 

2023 - JunQ (MYNAME, inactive) in Individual Circumstances 

2023 - Jaehan & Yechan (BOTH from OMEGA X) in A Shoulder to Cry On 

2023 - Gongchan (maknae of B1A4) in Unintentional Love Story 

2023 - Lee Dong Won (main rapper of KNK) in Happy Merry Ending 

2023 - Kim Kyu Jong (formerly of SS501, major stage musical actor) in Happy Merry Ending 

This has been a brief history of idols in BLs, Love in Spring not included. I’m sure I missed some and I’m sure there will be more. Comment with additions, please. 

I’m stopping now. Pretty much every new KBL has soem kinda idol in it from 2023 on. It’s actually stranger to see one without an idol now.

I did dither over THE MAN BLK legitimately counting for various reasons, but then decided Kpop-ness is not my judgement to make, and left them all in. 

Also it should be noted that Rowoon of SF9 does a killer job as a bisexual character in The King’s Affection, but that’s not BL. 

Kpop MV BLs:

K.will - Please don't... - unquestionably the most famous, this is a tragic BL and features two extremely famous Kdrama actors from almost a decade ago! 

Park Won - Fuxxxxx crazy - features Han Se Jin from Mr Heart and Lee Ki Hyun from Light On Me) 

Park Won - Fuxxxxx crazy - in English, vocal by 스텔라장, with additional sexy footage 

The Rose - Beauty and the Beast - 3 fairy stories, one of which is gay 

OnlyOneOf’s hit libitO also has BL themes. 

LOVE is RIGHT

There’s a lot more sensuality and queer context out there, so I’ll pass you along to this fun video on the subject with samples. 

The OnlyOneOf BL MV series 

YooJung (main dancer, visual) - begin - BL love story continued in... 

KB (lead rapper, visual) - be free - continuation and other side of above story 

JunJi (lead vocalist, lead dancer) - be mine - second BL couple story continued in... 

Rie (lead vocalist, lead dancer) - because - other side of above second couple, this one has the BL pool trope and is a break up MV 

Mill (main rapper) - beat - this is my favorite of the series it’s a “saving him from his bullies” romance, very cute, completed in... 

Nine 'beyOnd' (vocalist, mak) - beyond - other side of above third couple, bit of a bad boy trope 

Bonus: 'Fuxxxxx Crazy' MV Making Film 

Most of Holland’s stuff is hella gay, but not necessarily BL. 

Taiwanese Bl actor, Lin Yu (OuWen in Love is Science?) featured in a sad gay MV

MOAR? 

Takara & Amagi were both played by Jpop idols. Arata Sato is a member of IMPACTors, and Oriyama Nao of Shounen Ninja (both groups are managed by Johnny's Jr). I’m not going to track the Jpops in JBLs because challenges.

That said, 2022′s The Usual Night (Twitter account) from Japan is a 10-ep fake documentary series starring the members of Jpop group the Fantastics. It flew under everyone’s radars but apparently has a BL subplot featuring Yagi Yusei (My Beautiful Man) and Seguchi Leiya. This officially means they beat OnlyOneOf to the punch as the first inter-group BL pairing. Keito Kimura (Onoe from Candy Color Paradox) is also a member of Fantastics and in the show. Source reddit.

Follow up question: 

Do I think any MAJOR idols will do BL? 

I think it's pretty unlikely right now.

ACE's Jun is probubly the biggest idol to have done a BL so far (at the time, pre-BL, not post). I do think the Jaehyun (NCT) possibly doing a BL thing thing was a rumor. Boy do I neither care nor want to argue about this, please don't comment on the subject. He's cute, it'd be fun, *waves hand in air* go away NCTzens.

If it's a major idol currently active it'll be a non-Korean (contract allowing) or one of those 3rd Gen out-of-contracts we are about to see a lot more of. (You better believe everyone is watching GOT7 to see what they do and how they handle it, so...)

But I think BL will still only be able to tap second tear idols even then - so VIXX not GOT7, for example. No shade on VIXX, they’re amazing, but they don’t have the same numbers in any arena, literally and figuratively. Also those from defunked and fractured groups seem to be fair game. And it’ll still be mostly the shorter idols who want to break into acting. And/or the ones old enough not to give a shit about reputation anymore. (None of this applies to Japan, attitudes are way different there.) 

The personality of the idol really plays into this too. Like I could see Ten or Yuta (NCT) being all “fuck it, I’m doing a BL” (eventually) but not Mark (GOT7) for example. 

It's unlikely any studio would allow a highly active 4th gen do a BL. And yes, I do think it's studio controls in place, they’re very careful with their stable.

You don't let a triple crown racehorse do dressage no matter how popular dressage becomes. 

That said, if the racehorse doesn’t perform well but dressage can somehow help?

Kpop group DKZ’s prior album first week’s sales? 1,482. Comeback in April 2022? 107,965.

The reason for that 100x increase? Most likely Park Jae Chan’s appearance as SongWoo in Semantic Error.

Apparently he had to convince his company to let him do it. 

Do you feel drunk with power BL universe? I do. (info via KPOP Junkee)

In other news NuNew & Nat (Thai BL Cutie Pie) do a fun acoustic cover of Blackpink’s Lovesick Girls, which I find rather amusing for some reason. 

Other BL + Kpop crossover stuff from me: 

BLs as K-pop groups

K-pop Allegiance chart 

Match a Kpop song to that BL! 

GOT7 Jay B singing wet track 

10 Korean Male Beauty Ideals 

Top 10 Kpop Idol BL Fantasy Cast List

My Favorite BL OTSs

Okay so “sing your feelings” is one of my least favorite tropes but still I often get asked about my favorite OSTs (original sound tracks), if I gravitate to anything it’ll just be one OTS (theme song) here are some of mine in no particular order:

Dark Blue Kiss - I genuinely love the weird drama-llama intro music, but yeah, no singing 

Color Rush by Ryu Su Jeong and Finding You Kwon Soon Il- I like both theme songs enough to have actually purchased them 

Wish You’s Wish For You by Kang In Soo & Lee Sang (IMFACT)

I'll Be There by Johnny (To My Star) 

Light On Me’s Spark by A.C.E. 

Ocean Likes Me by Holland (for the BL of the same name)

My Oxygen sung by Nut (though I got tired of it fast) 

I Still by Leo (VIXX) for Happy Ending Romance (Leo’s voice is just...) 

Sunshower by Ayumu Imazu (for Eternal Yesterday) was my favorite of 2022, it’s still lives on my playlist in regular rotation, the BL on the other hand... 

Rainbow - the refrain, not the main theme song, for Love Tractor 

I’m probably missing a few, but I’ll add to this so long a Tumblr lets me. 

(source)

13 K-pop Idols Who Admitted They Are Part of the LGBT Community 

Last updated Mid 2023. Not sure how much longer Tumblr will let me update this one, also it’s kinda turning into a Kpop right of passage. So I’ve officlally stopped tracking. 

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Ateez! Reaction to getting intimidate with you while the members/ a member are/is in the same room

warnings: some of them behave like fu*kboys/di*kheads, argument, disrespect, alcohol, strong language, suggestive, teasing, doing unholy things in a church

a/n: this turned out so dumb I am sorry anon but I finished it lmfao also they’re more like teasing? because I cannot get my head into people fu*king in front of others and not caring about it 😂

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k i m h o n g j o o n g

Hong Joong always has been a mixture of someone who liked to show off his girl and keep her to himself so you weren’t really shocked when he started to kiss down your exposed neck at a gathering at their mansion that night.

First you were really flustered and giggled but the sexual tension quickly arose when he took a good hold on your hips from behind breathing hotly down your cleavage.

You gulped unsure of what to think about the situation and gasped when you saw Park Seong Hwa standing at the other end of the room a glass of wine in his hand and a mischievous smile on his face.

Was he watching you?

You frowned trying to stop Hong Joong in his motions but quickly realized that he already saw the other one seemingly enjoying the scene.

You turned around and hurt took over your features.

„I am not a cheep whore Kim Hong Joong. Whatever you and Seong Hwa have going on don’t ever dare to involve me in it again.“ You hissed out trying to push away the tears and stormed away.

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p a r k s e o n g h w a

Seong Hwa‘s birthday was known to be the biggest event of the year in his hometown. As the bachelor always threw the most outrageous and glamorous parties it was his friends this time that wanted to prepare something special.

They booked you: a student with little to no money but good dancing skills on the pool.

You started your show and even if Seong Hwa first wasn’t into the idea at all while he sat down in front of you on a single chair the moment he layed his eyes on you his heart skipped a beat.

You personated everything the young rich loved; you were so beautiful he got flustered and tried to hide his reddening cheeks.

The dress on you was way too short and the show went on with the cheering from his guests that the young bachelor zoned out completely by now. He felt himself shuddering and becoming nervous when the young lady started walking to him with confident steps but a deer like gaze.

You sat down on his lap your arms casually wrapping around his shoulders and he cursed lowly at the sweet scent you gave off when you leaned down to whisper in his ear.

„Happy Birthday, Mr. Park.“

You were about to dance on him when he stopped you in your tracks and you were panicking if you did something wrong. Seong Hwa looked you into the eyes and clenched his teeth.

„I swear you don’t know what you’re doing to me right now so stop.“

„Y - you’re joking, right?“ But the desperate look in his eyes told he was more than serious about this.

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j e o n g y u n h o

You just couldn’t look away. It was always something you wondered about. And not only you... definitely your whole circle of friends.

You really didn’t want to look but your gaze just seemed to magically find its way down to Yun Ho‘s crotch where - wait a sec. Is it what you think it is?

Gosh, you had a drink too much. When you looked up you weren’t really sure anymore if this was the reality but on the other side of the room on the couch Yun Ho caught your gaze and suppressed a smirk.

Since it was embarrassing you quickly averted your gaze back to the movie hoping the two of you would just forget about the incident.

„Another round? I am getting shots!“ The others agreed and you got slightly nervous when Yun Ho came back with a tablet and handed everyone a shot.

„I am suggesting brother shots because we’ve all been so busy lately!“

„Why do you sat down next to (y/n), then? Very calculated don’t you think.“ Jong Ho eyed the latter suspiciously and Yun Ho sent him a kiss.

You were so dizzy that you were thinking about what brother shots were again when Yun Ho already linked your arms and drank. Right in the moment you remembered he already placed a cherry tasting kiss on your lips.

You couldn’t hold yourself back to lick the remaining droplets off while Yun Ho watched you eagerly.

„How does it taste?“

You frowned at him still progressing what a wasted night this was. Suddenly Yun Ho wipes away the last droplets off with his thumb and brushes it also over you bottom lip.

Your mouth opens but no words seem to leave your lips while he smiles mischievously.

„G-good... too good.“

„Ah, you want another one?“

You debate and your gaze drifts to the others around you but they seem much too intoxicated themselves to notice.

„Yes.“ Yun Ho chuckles and you close your eyes waiting for his lips to finally touch yours again. When a cold material instead meets you your eyes shoot open and you see Yun Ho laughing at you.

„I meant another shot, (y/n).“ He winks and you roll your eyes pouting at him for getting the wrong ideas...

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k a n g y e o s a n g

Yeo Sang‘s family and yours were good friends since ages and it was a must to attend the sunday‘s service together.

Like usually your families sat next to eachother again but Yeo Sang tended to sit next to his friends in the last row this day. Just when you went up to get to your parents a voice stopped you.

„(y/n)! Come sit with us!“ You turn around and see San smiling at you and also the other boys were together. You just grew close to them a while ago and you didn’t see a reason to say no.

When you realized Woo Young made place for you between him and Yeo Sang your mood quickly changed. You frowned at the boy exactly knowing what you told him a month ago when you were drunk - that you had a crush on Yeo Sang since forever...

Problem was... Yeo Sang probably has been asexual or simply ignoring you for his own sake. As you expected he didn’t even greet you but just relaxed further into the bench.

The service started and the boys next to you seemed to fall asleep one after another while the priest was really into his game. You also weren’t the biggest fan of it but you knew how to be respectful.

It was time to pray with your eyes closed when you suddenly tense up. Your eyes immediately shoot open and your gazes drifts to the site where Yeo Sang is watching you intensely.

You are frozen and not able to move a muscle while he digs his hand further into your tigh. You quickly look around to see if someone notices but stop when you hear a giggle coming from right next to you from Woo Young.

Yeo Sang starts to draw slow circles into your skin and you recognize how warm his hand feels against your exposed flesh. You don’t know how to put it but your body tells you to invite his touches rather than scold him and retrieve his hand...

When he leans down you flinch and close your eyes uttering the last words of the prayer hoping to not die at how hard your heart beats against your ribcage.

His breath tickles the hairs on your neck and you can smell a strong perfume coming from him before he whispers.

„(y/n)... you’re a little whore squirming like this in a church...“

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s o n g m i n g i

„Well, a bet is a bet.“

„Min Gi, you aren’t serious about this? I thought it was a joke! If I knew you would be a dick I wouldn’t have obliged!“

Min Gi let’s out a laugh and drags you back inside the karaoke room where your friends were partying like there’s no tomorrow.

He sat you down next to him and brought his arm over your shoulder to keep you close so you couldn’t escape. He side glanced your form and smiles to see your arms crossed and a pout adorning your face.

„Cute.“

„What?“

„Oh, nothing. Just enjoying the view.“ His eyes turn into crescents while he grins at you.

Times flies by and you know your boyfriend good enough that he wouldn’t let his price slip. So when your food arrives everyone gasps when you start to feed Min Gi like he was the king of South Korea.

„Damn, what the heck are you two doing?“

Some couldn’t control their laughter and you feel like sinking into a hole of embarrassment when Min Gi explains that you just realized how he should be really treated.

Everyone knew you were sassy and didn’t take any shit and so it has also been with your boyfriend. Min Gi loved to tease you endlessly and he knew that having you serve him in front of your friends was something you wouldn’t like. He took it as a revenge for you making him jelous the last week and a dangerous glint appears in his eyes thinking back to the evening.

„Mh, my love. I have some sauce on my chin...“

„So what?“

„Lick it away.“

„You are unbelievable!“

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c h o i s a n

San always has been an affectionate person that needed a lot of attention from his s/o. You on the other hand liked to stick to simple holding hands in public and a little peck here or there but nothing too exaggerated.

San knew you were shy but sometimes he couldn’t hold himself back to tease you openly so people would see who you belong to. No, that wasn’t the only reason he liked to show off he was just fully engulfed in your form and needed to touch whenever he could.

This caused you scolding him from time to time when he did inappropriate things in the different areas.

For example in a car. With Jong Ho and Seong Hwa in the back. You were standing at a red light when you felt San‘s hand sneaking up your thigh leaving a tickling sensation in the process. The boys were tired but you were sure they were still awake in the back.

Quickly you try to retrieve San‘s hand but his grip just strengthens and the nerve this boy has! When you glance to him he’s just sheepishly looking outside acting like he does nothing. He always messed with you inside his car but this time it was worse because there were your friends in the back!

„San!“ You whisper-yell to your boyfriend who looks up to you for a second before leaning in to your side.

„What?“

„Stop!“

„No!“ Then he leans back and when you try to forcefully pull his hand back you’re suddenly with a clap to your thigh leaving you flushed and aroused because of the mixture of pain and pleasure.

„Mh... are we already there?“ Oh, Jong Ho probably actually fell asleep.

„Five minutes.“ San ignites with a big smile to the back.

After you drop off the two San suddenly locks the car and leans over so his arm is around the lean of your seat. Out of reflex you lean back clearly intimidated by his posture but also confused what he wanted to do now.

„Did it hurt, baby?“

You shyly nod and your gaze falls to your lap where you’re playing with the hem of your skirt. San’s tongue pokes out to wetten his bottom lip and a low chuckle leaves him.

„Can you whine like that for me again when we’re home?“

„San!“

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j u n g w o o y o u n g

Jung Woo Young meant danger; that’s what everyone knew. You couldn’t deny the fact that he intrigued you beyond everything that was appropriate... meaning you fantasized about the boy way too much. Everything about him was perfect.

If you just could have a taste of his lips once in your life... It was just a little joke and daydreaming for you; nothing serious. And maybe his image also helped you to relieve some stress in lonely nights but really nothing more.

Although you didn’t expect this houseparty to be too spectacular things actually spiced up when you saw the boy and his friends entering the party. You suddenly felt more excited and thanked god you decided to join your friends this night.

You saw Woo Young quickly being accompanied by a girl and immediately your face fell. Dammit... Just stop dreaming of somebody you will never have!

„(y/n)?“ Oh, yes! You were currently playing beerpong and it was your turn. Well, if you didn’t get the boy you would at least just win this game. And you did. With a big crowd around you the other girls cheering for you because you won against the best of the boys in this game.

With a big grin and clearly tipsy by now you dragged your friend inside to dance accompanied by the others. You swayed your hips, laughed and had a lot of fun. Until you felt someone’s hand sneaking around your waist to level your rhythm up to his.

You turned around and saw no other than the Jung Woo Young eyefucking you shameless.

„What are you doing?“

„Getting revenge for my friend; but in my own way.“

You look over to Yeo Sang the one you just managed to destroy and see him winking at you from afar.

Your eyes quickly drift to Woo Young’s chest and you mumble to yourself. „This would be more like a prize...“

Woo Young is able to hear your words because instead of you he didn’t touch a single bottle tonight and because of that he decides to take things a little further. Suddenly the boy leads you out of the crowd upstairs to a secluded room where he’s quickly placing hungry kisses over your exposed collarbone.

You’re feeling like paralyzed both of the boldness and the pleasure.

Your eyes open wide when you hear a chuckle coming from the other side of the room and you frown seeing Yeo Sang sitting casually in a chair enjoying the show.

„Like you said. Your prize and our revenge.“

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c h o i j o n g h o

Another one of those boring business nights with Jong Ho and you were quickly deciding to roam around the big mansion you landed in this time.

Gosh, how rich was his boss again? This house looked more like a palace to you and made you again wonder; what the hell was Jong Ho even working?

You turned corner after corner and whined knowing you got lost.

„Dammit... I am so stupid!“

„Here you are. Mrs. Choi we‘re missing your presence!“

Choi san comes out of the dark with a smile on his face and a hand tugged into his pockets. He looked ravishing but you guessed he already knew that by the way he always held himself. For you, San was a friend. A good one because he helped you and your husband in more than one way.

You puffed out some air and rolled your eyes. „What could be so interesting that you would need me?“

„Tsk, always so sassy... Jong Ho is currently leading in the game you should join us.“

„How much?“

„That’s for you to find out.“ A chuckle leaves you and with quick steps you get to San and link arms so he can guide you back.

The room was dark and huge with a single poker table in the middle where only three very young and dangerously looking gentlemen were still deeply engulfed into the game. Woo Young who stands next to the table winks at you and you try to hide the uneasiness he’s causing you every time with his little flirt attempts.

Hong Joong and Yun Ho still played with Jong Ho and being the bold human you were you emerged the table with confident steps and sat down on Jong Ho‘s lap to make your presence very clear to everyone.

Jong Ho immediately maneuvered his hands so he could sneak one of his arms around your waist and adjust your position; what the hell...

You were practically sitting widespread on his right thigh now but Jong Ho only seemed to be interested in the game.

They played silently while the others were casually getting drinks from the bar. You on the other hand were busy in understanding the game and Jong Ho‘s cards. You shuffled your body and position from time to time trying to not put too much pressure on your husband‘s thigh.

After a while with a lot of struggling Jong Ho groaned out annoyed and gave your hip a squeeze only to push you down on his thigh stronger than before.

„Fuck!“

All eyes were on you immediately and you know you shouldn’t have teased him so much...

„You want to distract me or put on a show for my friends?“

You were flustered beyond everything and just looked down to hide the embarrassment. „Neither.“

„Neither what?“

„Neither, sir.“ It was only a whisper but everyone clearly heard the word coming out of your mouth.

Jong Ho smiles triumphantly at the others knowing he not only won the game when he shows his cards but also that he would teach you a lesson in a few minutes.

[backtothestart02]

Remember That Night - 3/? | westallen fanfiction

A/N: Another chap! I hope you enjoy!

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Chapter 3 - After One Month

Iris sat in class, gazing out the window, daydreaming about nothing at all, and not hearing her name being called apparently. A rough nudge to her right brought her back to the present, and she saw it was Linda that had nudged her. She looked worried. So did the rest of the class. Their professor, however, just looked annoyed.

“Are you with us, Ms. West?”

“I, uh…” She cleared her throat. “Guess I drifted off.”

The professor sighed deeply.

“Yes, I can see that.” He shifted his gaze to Linda. “Ms. Park, maybe you could enlighten us with a riveting answer?”

Iris didn’t know if the answer was riveting or not. She turned her head out the window again and lost herself in the buzz of the city until she felt Linda nudge her arm again, more gently this time, to inform her class was over.

“Ms. West, if I could speak with you before you leave.”

Iris froze and looked to their professor, then to Linda.

“I’ll wait for you in the hall,” Linda mumbled, and left her side.

Their professor waited until everyone had exited, asking the last student to shut the door on his way out, which he did. The silence was deafening.

“Ms. West, do you know why I asked you to stay after class?”

“I have an idea,” she managed, shifting her books higher in her arms.

“Then why don’t you enlighten me.”

She restrained what would’ve been a long drawn-out sigh that would’ve no doubt gotten her in even deeper trouble.

“I wasn’t paying attention in class.”

“Not just today, Iris. But every day since classes started two weeks ago.”

She winced.

“We have our first test coming up next week, and honestly, I don’t know how you see yourself passing it.”

She swallowed.

“Would you like to tell me what’s going on? Your records state that you’re a straight A student. One does not get straight A’s by daydreaming in class.”

“I…”

She debated telling him about Barry, about the break-up, and how it had her so shook up that a month later she was still finding it hard to focus on anything but how her stomach was still twisting inside, her heart still crushed into pieces, her love for him still so strong that she knew she’d take him back in an instant if he were to show up in her life today.

But this professor wouldn’t understand. He would roll his eyes and advise her not to get into relationships that could distract from schoolwork and ruin her academic reputation.

So she opted for something more vague.

“I had a rough end to the summer, Professor. It’s made it difficult to focus on much else. I apologize and will try to do better.”

He eyed her with the suspiciousness of a hawk but did not ask for details.

“You better, Ms. West. Because if I don’t see you starting to pay attention by our next class period, and if you don’t get an A on our first test, I’m going to seriously consider you drop from my class until next semester.”

Her jaw dropped.

“It’s only been two weeks!”

“And you’ll be refunded in full for this class if you drop out by the end of next week. I know the rule is one week in, but I’m willing to make an exception. I’ll even speak to the admissions office on your behalf.”

She didn’t know whether to be flattered or insulted.

“Your other teachers may be okay with your lack of participation and effort, but I am not. Good day, Ms. West.”

She stood staring at him, as he started to gather his things.

“I trust you know where the door is?”

She swallowed, nodded slightly, and somehow managed to pick her feet up off the floor to make her way out of the room. She closed the door softly behind her, but it somehow sounded so loud and final, like the death of her education was near at hand. And it was all her fault.

“Iris,” Linda whispered from across the hall.

Iris looked up and forced herself to pay attention to her best friend who had waited for her during her summons. Her brows furrowed as she walked over to her.

“You didn’t have to wait for me,” she said.

Linda huffed. “As if I’d leave you alone after that monster had eaten you whole.”

She looped her arm through Iris’ and tugged her down the hall till she came easily and they were walking in sync.

“What did he say?” she asked.

Iris finally let her long, loud sigh out.

“Oh, just that if I don’t start paying attention in class and get an A on our first test next week, that I should strongly consider dropping out of his class.”

“No.”

“Mhmm.” Iris rolled her eyes and added, “He even said he’d talk to admissions and make sure I got a full refund on my tuition for the class.”

“How generous,” Linda muttered.

“My thoughts exactly.”

“So, what are you going to do?” she asked.

Iris shrugged. “Find a way to pay attention in class, I guess.”

“You will,” Linda said. “And I’ll help you study for the test. We’ll get you back to your usual self in no time.”

“I’m not so sure about that…” Iris trailed off.

Linda didn’t have to ask why. She knew it was about Barry. Iris had told her every delicious, heartbreaking detail about her whirlwind romance with the cowboy that had stolen her heart. She had no problem believing that this was the first time her best friend had been in love with the sullen way she’d been acting ever since she got back. She’d hoped that school would be a distraction for her, a way to focus on something other than her lack of a love life. Apparently that had been the wrong approach. Iris West needed something a little more…direct.

“How about we go out tonight?” Linda suggested. “Get some drinks, flirt with some boys, sing some karaoke…”

“I don’t know, Lin…”

“Why not?” she pressed. “I’ve still got those fake IDs for us made if you want to get drunk. I know you keep turning them down, but-”

“My dad is literally a cop.”

“And your dad is also literally two states away.”

Iris frowned, as if that knowledge made it worse.

“I just want you to let loose, Iris. Forget about…him for one night and just have fun. I miss seeing you having fun. And maybe, maybe, one of the guys you flirt with will be interested in more than just a little flirting.” She winked.

“I’m not a one-night stand kind of girl, Linda. You know that.”

“Iris West might not be, but…” She flipped out the fake IDs she’d been referring to. “Is Sasha Malone?” Her eyes twinkled.

“Sasha Malone?” she sputtered. “That’s-”

“Your alter ego from your dreams, I know. I thought I’d add a little spice to our aliases.”

“Oh, God, Linda, I can’t believe y-”

“And I,” she continued, unthwarted, “will be Lindsey Spic.”

Iris raised her eyebrows, unimpressed. “Spic?”

“Well, it was going to be Spice, but then I thought people probably don’t have that as a last name. It’s too obvious for a fake ID.”

Iris snorted. “You think?”

“Just promise me you’ll come?”

“Linda, I don’t know…”

“We have no more classes today. We can go shopping for sexy dresses, grab some dinner, and then head over to the bar.”

“What if I don’t want to flirt with any boys? Let alone do karaoke?”

Linda smirked slowly. “Trust me, the boys will come to you.”

“And the karaoke?”

“Iris West may not be into singing, buzzed, in front of a live audience, but-”

“Sasha Malone is?” Iris added dryly.

Linda showed her pearly whites, and Iris actually laughed.

“You’re impossible.”

Linda hugged her side.

“That’s why you love me.”

…

An hour into hitting the bar, Lindsey Spic was having the time of her life dancing to one extremely horrible singer amidst the tables by the karaoke stage. Sasha Malone was still staring into her first glass of alcohol that Lindsey had insisted on ordering for her. She had yet to take a sip. It smelled abhorrent.

Lindsey had been right about one thing however. The boys were drawn to her like moths to a flame. She supposed she did look pretty hot tonight. She’d always looked hot, especially when she dressed herself up, and Lindsey had insisted on paying for everything when they went shopping earlier. This was the first time in a long time though that Sasha didn’t feel hot.

Maybe because Sasha wasn’t really Sasha. She was still Iris.

“Woo!” Lindsey sang out, stumbling over to Iris at the bar and miraculously landing on the first stool she tried. “That was some song, wasn’t it?”

“Mmm,” Iris obliged.

Lindsey looked at the untouched drink and frowned, coming across remarkably sober at the sight of it.

“Why haven’t you touched your drink yet, Sasha?”

Iris glanced at it again, felt no yearning to touch it and leaned toward Lindsey before saying under her breath, “Maybe because I’m 19, Lindsey.”

Lindsey clapped her hand over Iris’ mouth.

“Shh! Not so loud!” she whisper-shouted.

Iris pulled her hand away.

“You’re the one being loud,” she informed her, still talking quietly.

Lindsey pulled back. “Oops.”

Iris shook her head. “It smells gross too. I don’t know what you were thinking.”

She shrugged. “I drank mine.”

Iris snorted. “Yes, I’m aware.”

“Sasha.”

Iris turned her head despite herself and found a new drink sitting in front of it. This one looked fruity and half-appetizing with a cherry popped in the middle.

“From the guy at the end of the bar.”

Ugh. Not another one.

But Iris looked anyway and found herself staring at a handsome-looking blonde. Her usual type before Barry. She didn’t feel the attraction towards him she was hoping to, but for some reason his smooth smile and wink didn’t bother her as much as it had with the other boys at the bar. Maybe because this one looked more like a man.

Then she noticed his badge.

“You’re a cop?”

Startled and then embarrassed, the man took off his badge and stuck it in his pocket.

“I’m off-duty.” He held out his hand for her to shake.

“That’s a strange name. I’m leaving.”

“Nooo, whyyy?” Lindsey complained behind her.

Off-duty stood up just as she started to.

“So soon? The night’s barely begun.”

“This one is my plus one.” She pointed with her thumb behind her. “She needs to get to bed.”

“I do not! I am not sleepy!”

Iris looked over her shoulder.

“You will be. Trust me.”

“It was nice meeting you, Off-duty. And thanks for the drink, but I think I’m going to pass on everything but the cherry.”

“You can go ahead and drink it,” he said. “It’s non-alcoholic.”

She froze, worried more for Lindsey than herself.

“It was nice meeting you too, Leaving.”

She couldn’t bring herself to banter back, so she looped her arm through Linda’s and pulled her out of the bar, thoroughly rattled.

“Why are we leaving?” she demanded.

“Because that cop hitting on me could’ve ratted you out.”

Linda frowned. “So why didn’t he?”

Iris frowned too. “I don’t know.”

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*will be posted on AO3 and FFnet when beta’d.

[meteor-writes]

#FFF40 Mysterious Masquerade

I know it's slightly late and slightly over but I was very excited by this prompt @flashfictionfridayofficial!! Thank you!

Mischievous Masquerade

 The mask of a masquerade ball was the fancy of most. A ball had its gowns, its music, its laughter but a masquerade had mystery. With the possibility of not being quite seen, there was a chance to be someone bolder, smarter, kinder. A freedom Constance had craved when she adorned her silk painted dress and delicate white mask. Tonight, she was Lady Constance, a woman of refined taste.

With an air of elegance, Constance floated through the ballroom, admiring the lavish chandeliers and sipping cherry flavoured wine. She did not stop to talk, nor to dance. Just walked amidst the aristocracy wearing an effortless smile that said she enjoyed their company, but was far above it. She was Lady Constance after all, as aloof as she was grand. And so, when she reached the edge of the room, she slipped out onto the balcony and finally breathed.

It was a cool night, though the breeze welcome compared to the sweltering ballroom. Constance found it soothing and leaned against the battlements, humming along to the bass that rumbled through the stonework. From here, she could see the moon. It was small, a thin glowing crescent fallen into an ocean, and yet it couldn’t help drawing her eye. In the cellar, her window was so low that this view had become unreachable.

But tonight, she was Lady Constance, a woman who could gaze fancifully at the sky anytime of the week. She wouldn’t stand for doing so at a ball. Constance pushed off the wall, intent on wooing herself a dance, when a noise stopped her short. She peered over the side of the balcony.

An uninvited guest was scaling the wall, dressed entirely in finery but strangely without a mask. His shirt, waistcoat and breeches were unusually black. In fact, his entire outfit was, aside from three garish red feathers sticking out his hat. Constance lay her elbows on the stone.

‘You know, there’s stairs right there.’ She called, eyeing the masonry that spiralled up to her balcony.

The man’s eyes widened a fraction  at her sudden address. Then he saw her and a grin stretched across his brown lips, a mischievous type that fitted so well on his rugged face she imagined it had been worn time and time again.

‘Yes!’ The man cried, dropping from the wall and landing on the rooftop beneath her. ‘But what if I got recognised!?’

Constance remained carefully unimpressed. ‘It’s a masked ball.’

‘Ah.’

The man bit his lip. ‘You’re good at this.’

Constance smiled coyly.

‘I like to think.’

She turned back around, but kept sly watch as the man hopped onto the stairs with an athletic kind of bounce.

‘So what’s your recommendation?’ He asked on arrival. ‘You take my hand and we waltz through this door undetected?’

‘We?’

The man grinned. ‘If you weren’t my partner in crime you would’ve called the guards by now.’

Constance could not fault this logic.

‘Maybe.’ She said, taking another purposeful sip of wine. ‘I don’t want to assist a fool though. How come you didn’t simply wear a mask and wander in amongst the other guests?’

The man hummed, sidling up to her. ‘What’s your name?’

‘Constance. Now tell me why you were trying to live like ivy?’

‘Constance.’ He repeated. Then he sprang backwards, sweeping into a full bow. ‘It is a privilege to meet you fair Constance, however, I am displeased you think this noble prince to be a fool.’

Prince? This man was not the image brought to Constance’s mind. Prince was the sour Crown Prince who dealt in money, taxes and prosecution. Prince Zaphron could be seen licking his lips at executions. This handsome, albeit slightly dishevelled man, seemed to get his kicks out of narrowly escaping execution. This was no Prince Zaphron. Which meant...

‘Prince Mikhalis?’

The younger brother grinned.

‘At your service.’

Constance felt a sudden thundering in her chest. It would be no good to flounder now though, so she forced it down.

‘Why does a prince need to sneak into his own party?’

Mikhalis smirked. ‘I think you’ll find I was trying to sneak past my own party.’

‘You’d snuck out.’ Constance thought aloud.

Mikhalis hummed.

‘And now will you help me sneak back in oh wise one?’

He fluttered his eyes, stealing her free hand. Constance looked at the moon.

‘I’ll make it with your while.’ he crooned and when Constance looked back he winked.

‘Fine.’ She said, feeling her tummy full with bubbles. ‘Do as I say.’

If she had a prince at her knees, she was going to have a little fun.

‘Take off your hat.’ She commanded, sliding off her shoes.

‘Put these on.’

The Prince’s eyes flicked up with a familiar spark.

‘Kinky.’

Constance scoffed, ripping the feathers from his hat. ‘They’ll change your stature.’

‘Whatever you say,’ the prince sang, sliding them on with a shimmy.

Constance was starting to believe this was a little bit too much work. Still she wound the feathers together, and bent down to place them across the prince’s eyes, fixing them into place by shoving the hat over the top.

‘How do I look?’ The prince asked. Constance found the feathers made his green eyes pierce.

‘Acceptable.’

The two stumbled through the party, ducking under flying arms and swaying around groups of dancers. Each time the prince tripped, Constance stumbled and the two giggled as they tried to style out the movement, ignoring the indignant faces of diplomats. They’d blame it on being spiffy. And once they’d burst into the corridor, Constance cried, ‘kick off the shoes!’ Already running into the stairs.

‘I don’t want to break them.’ Mikhalis shouted in alarm.

‘It’s alright they’re not mine!’

Mikhalis made a face. ‘Isn’t that worse.’

Constance laughed, jumping back down to reel him forward, forcing him to stumble out of them.

‘You’re trouble.’ He said without a hint of fear.

It was Constance’s turn to smirk.

Then Mikhalis grabbed her hand, and took off running, racing them through plush corridors and winding stairs. In little time at all, they were bursting into a spacious oak room.

‘Finally.’ Mikhalis announced, letting the door slam shut behind. He bounded across the room, landing in front of Constance and spinning her into his arms.

‘What now?’ He asked, flashing wild eyes.

Constance smirked. Without waiting for an answer, she kissed him. Quickly, with the same fervour as the running. And her heart raced just as fast. She pushed at the feathers, hating the way they tickled her cheeks as Mikhalis pulled the ribbons of her own mask. It seemed they were finally free. Then there was a huge crash.

‘BROTHER!’ A voice boomed and the couple sprang apart. It was Zaphron. Constance’s heart stopped. ‘What have I told you about sneaking out! We have guests and diplomats and-‘

He stopped, eyes landing on Constance. She squeezed her nails into her palms, stomach turning as the tie on her mask finally gave.

There was an indignant gasp.

‘Why aren’t you in your cell!?’ Zaphron demanded, staring at her with unbridled rage. Constance cringed.

‘Cell?’ Mikhalis asked, in a single masquerade shattering syllable.

[honeykookheon]

KOOKHEON PROFILE | MASTERLIST

🐶 Song Yuvin [송유빈]

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Personality and traits:

Yuvin is very sweet, talkative, witty and an easy going guy. -> Very friendly and makes friends easily. -> Has a bright and relaxed aura. -> Sweet and bubbly personality. -> Is literally just a big puppy/baby.

Can come off as a bit cold because of his humor. He loves to joke around and make fun of and annoy his friends. -> Enjoys bullying both his hyungs and dongsaengs. -> Has no shame and can be very blunt, but in a funny way.

Does really well in variety shows because of his fun personality.

Some says he both acts and looks like Seventeen’s Mingyu.

Yuvin sang OST «You To The Bone» with BTOB’s Minhyuk.

Can come off as quite a good english speaker because he speaks with confidence, but his english is okay.

An emotional guy. He cried just thinking and talking about his mother and family.

Doesn’t mind skinship and tends to initiate it.

If Yuvin ran out of underwear, he stole clean ones from the other members in Myteen.

Said to be quite messy and doesn’t seem to mind the mess either. -> Once Taevin stored his used socks underneath a shelf before washing them. Yuvin ran out of socks, found the stash and wore the used socks without knowing. -> Kookheon says Yuvin never cleans up. Once Yuvin left his dishes besides Kookheons bed. Yuvin explained he wanted to see his reaction, but didn’t clean it afterwards so Kookheon had to do it.

Yuvin ranked himself as the least loud member in the Myteen dorms and the members strongly disagreed.

Amongst Kookheon, Byungchan, Yuvin and Minkyu, Yuvin was picked as the most competitive.

Yuvin’s bucket list of things he wants to do is: -> Become an animal trainer. -> Travel around the world. -> Buy everything he wants.

He’s friends with former Wanna One member Kim Jaehwan.

Yuvin’s personality type is ENFP.

Ideal type: Exid’s Hani. Someone nice who likes him.

Performance:

Has amazing vocals, and rarely ever make mistakes while singing. -> Very stable, beautiful, soft vocals.

Works hard to further evolve his singing.

His voice fits ballads amazingly, but suits other genres very well too. -> He wants to try singing trot in the future.

He really struggled with dancing early on, as he lacks natural rythm.  -> Has been working really hard on that and achieved amazing results! -> Yuvin is very thankful to Kookheon for helping him with dancing without feeling burdened. 

Has shown small snippets of him rapping which he’s quite good at.

Says he is in charge of being the visual in the duo consisting of him and Kookheon.

Preferences: 

Dogs are his favorite animal.

He dislikes heights and ghosts.

Can’t eat mushrooms because of the texture.

He likes to listen to the song “You were beautiful” by DAY6, and likes the lyrics “You were beautiful, your eyes that looked at me.”

On a deserted island he would bring with him his phone, wifi and food.

Recently he’s been playing the app game “Brawl Stars”.

He’s obsessed with tonkatsu.

His favorite day of the week is Friday.

A nickname that he loves, which was given by fans, is 댕댕이 (puppy).

If he were to have a youtube channel he would like to upload pranks, reviews or anything fun.

Can spin things on his fingers.

Has an alcohol tolerance of three glasses of soju. Said his drunk habits are doing aegyo and massaging.

Yuvin collects lip tints. He has gotten a few comments about his color-less lips, and therefore always wears them.

He dislikes beaches.

Likes to sing loudly at random times. -> He believes he strengthens his vocal chords so that his voice will be able to handle more pressure.

His must-have items are: -> He says aloe cream is the secret to his baby face. -> Ear buds to listen to music. -> Lip balm to keep his lips “moist like a cherry”. -> He’s constantly battling a stuffed nose, so he needs nasal spray. -> Likes accessories and rings fills the void on his hands.

Personal life:

His birthplace is Daegu, South Korea.

Graduated from the Broadcasting and Entertainment department of Hanlim Multi Art School in 2017.

His family consists of his parents and older sister.

His family enjoys singing, which made Yuvin interested as well. -> Started singing ballads when he started middle school.

Has two dogs called Choppa and Myongi, even though he’s allergic.

He loves sports. Soccer, basketball, baseball.. basically everything. He used to play baseball and therefore has very strong legs.

Has a motorcycle lisence. 

Career:

Superstar K6: -> At 2014/08/22 Yuvin attended the sixth season of the talent show series Superstar K6. -> Sang “Farewell Taxi” by Kim Yeon-Woo. He got lots of praise from the judges and from there his popularity raised. -> He made it to top 4 and got eliminated at episode 12.

Solo artist: -> He signed with Music Works in February 2015. -> Debuted as a solo artist 30th of May 2016 with the song «You To The Bone». -> Has sung many OST’s for different dramas. “Shouting These Words”, “Ordinary Farewell”, “Perhaps This Is”, “Starlight Night”, “Coincidence” and “The First Words”.

Myteen: -> He debuted as the main vocalist in Myteen 27th of July 2017. -> Myteen had two album releases in the span of two years, and disbanded 21st of August 2019.

Acting: -> Played the male lead role as “Kim Yoo-Geon” in the drama “Loss:Time:Life” from 2019.

Produce X 101: -> Yuvin, together with his fellow Myteen member Kookheon, was sent off to join Produce X 101. First episode aired 3rd of May 2019. -> Gained a lot of recognition for the heartbreaking performance where Yuvin’s microphone failed, and Kookheon (who was on the opposite team) panicked and started crying. -> Also known for his Tom and Jerry relationship with trainee Suhwan. -> Made it to the final episode where he ranked 15th.

B Of You (B.O.Y): -> Considering the popularity gained from Produce X 101, The Music Works decided to debut Yuvin and Kookheon in a duo group. They came out with a ballad called “Blurry” on August 24th, before their official debut. -> The duo’s official name is “B.O.Y” meaning both of you or best of you. The fandom name is “Meet You”. -> The official debut was set on January 7th 2020. This was the day the duo came out with their first mini album “Phase One : YOU” as well as the official music video for the first title tracl “My Angel”.

[© Honeykookheon. All of the information written above is collected through videos, interviews, fan meetings, etc. Please do not copy without credits. Thank you!]

[jisungshi]

KCON LA 2017 : Day 2 Recap (Sunday) THE DAY I WAS ACKNOWLEDGED BY MEME KING LEGEND, JISuNGSSI!!!!

Alright so let’s get this recap started because Kcon LA 2017 Sunday was the best day of my life, it was absolutely magical. But anyways, woke up in the morning and scrambled to get a sign made for my beloved Jisungssi and also kard (which i painted the words onto the back). I used the image above as my image for Jisung’s sign btw and it was glorious lol. I get to the convention at like 11-ish and I gave up trying to get rid of my Oh My Girl audience pass. But anyways, didn’t end up entering into the convention cuz it was freaking crowded. And it was all because Wanna One was going to show up to innisfree and man the sea of people that were waiting for them was insaneeee. Anyways, I only caught a glimpse of them from the back and it was pretty much impossible to even see there faces. Right after they left, people started going to the star sign area (where lucky winners who bought merch or wona raffle) were able to get a high five from them. So yea, I gave up on trying to see Kard again (which is alright because I’ve seen their amazingness already). But yea I made a spot for myself waiting at the Star Sign place for like four hours. Thank god I ate beforehand so I wouldn’t pass out. Met some really nice people and also got a cute little sungwoon photo card thanks to fans. One of the guys working at the booth (I remember his name was William) was trying to entertain us and pretty much judged us for waiting there for like four hours. But like, it’s Wanna One so why wouldn’t we??? But yea William the worker was making small talk and he said he was like 19 or some shit and then also said that his brother was best friends with Seventeen’s Joshua, which is cool. Apparently Joshua was a fat kid lmao and then he cut when he had to be a trainee. Anyways, we wait and wait and wait. And finally, the time comes when Wanna One appears and I was SHOOKETH. I was helping my friend hold up a guanlin fan sign (it just had his face on it) and he def saw it and had RBF but I think he was just nervous lmao. And btw they all look fcking gorgeous irl, ONG’s visuals S L A Y E D. But anyways, they talk and introduce themselves but I can’t hear shit because everyone’s screaming. And then they start the hi touch session and im still waving this meme sign. And finally at the end, Jisung burst out in laughter and pointed out my sign to Ha Sungwoon, I FELT BLESSED BECAUSE HE NOTICED IT. But yea they said their goodbyes and waved. And all the people that were around me just sprinted off to follow them. Wannables are crazy ok. I’m a Hidden Kard too but our fandom is overall, pretty chill. Anyways, after standing for so long I feel like my legs could give out and the fact that I was noticed by Jisung already made me cry. While i was heading out I hit more luck because some girl was selling Wanna one albums and I asked her if she had any open ones. And the one pink album left had all jisung stuff in it and I happily handed over 20 bucks which came with not only the album but also the poster - it was so worth it. Fast forward to concert time, me and my friend managed to make it all the way to p1 seats without getting kicked out of the concert like at all. Pre Show was chill but I can’t remember much of it. But the show opens and like all artists appear on the stage and I’m dead because it’s wanna one and kard and heize the baeeees. Anyways, the stage starts of with Kard performing, being wonderful. Somin, Jiwoo and J.Seph noticed my sign for Kard for a few seconds while they were performing and the crowd was also hella cute because we sang Happy Birthday for Somin. She looked so teary eyed but it was adorable. I finally got to see Hola Hola live and it was amazzzingggg. Next comes out Oh My Girl. They were super cute but I don’t know their music much, mainly only Windy day and A-ing cuz of Twice’s cover. The girls were underrated but hella cute. Next up is solo goddess Heize who sang her heart out. She started crying when everyone lit up their cell phones to show her support!!! We get some MC cuts and like idols are actually up in the aisles talking and like THEY WERE SO CLOSE. Anyways, onward, WANNA ONE FINALLY DOES THEIR MAGIC AND PERFORM. They’re so freaking beautiful live, like god damn, seeing them irl versus a screen was so surreal. The crowd is wild too because Wanna One is goals. I saw a lot of Daniel signs while I was waving my Jisung one again. Anyways, they performed Energetic as well as Burn it Up. Then comes Astro performing, I’m not too familiar with their songs either but they were good. They did a collab stage with Kim Tae Woo (legend of korea). Kim Tae Woo then performs some of his hits. And then we get another special stage with JJ project and I actually adore this song more than GOT7′s group songs (pls don’t hate lol) but Jaebum and Jinyoung were great. And then Wanna One comes up again and the crowd was SHOOK, not only did they perform Never, they also did Nayana. And then it’s Astro’s turn to shake us all with their songs. They also did a pinata thing where they made their own shirts and for the ones they couldn’t toss into the pit, they got the shirt shooter and shot us kcon shirts signed by them. After they finish, NCT appears and the crowd is going wild. Even though I saw them in NY, I was so happy to see them perform Firetruck this time around. Plus, they’re fucking godly performers. They also perform Limitless and of course Cherry Bomb. The night ends with Got7 being the headliners. They also did a pinata thing where they proposed to lucky girls. Hell, Jackson even hugged two of them. Although I’m not really a got7 fan, they were great live and the crowd was majority got7 fans and there were so many of their lightsticks everywhere. Anyways, when it’s time for all the artists to come out, I FEEL SO BLESSED BECAUSE WANNA ONE WAS RIGHT IN MY VIEW. I kept trying to get Jisung to notice me and he finally did again and POintED RIghT AT ME!!!!! He whispered something to Jaehwan who smiled but I was doing the circle clap and Jisung reciprocated. AND I CAN CONFiRM ThaT I WASN’T Crazy BECAUSE THE PEOPLE BEHiND ME SAW hiM LOOKING AT ME TOO. I was noticed for the second time and I thought I could die. I was dead. I’ve been noticed by Jisungssi twice all thanks to making a meme-y sign. I can die happy. 

P.S. Ngl I’m pretty sure most of wanna one saw my jisung sign too, if I’m lucky, maybe I left a strong enough impression on him that when he gets interviewed about kcon LA, he’ll talk about me ;; hahahahahah dreams. (Woojin, Daniel and Ong all were looking in my direction too so im fcking shook) 

[whoinwhoville]

Rating: General Audience Relationships: Tenth Doctor (duplicate)/Rose Tyler Characters: Tenth Doctor (duplicate), Rose Tyler, Tony Tyler Additional Tags: Crack, Humor, What is this even?, Transformers - Freeform, Optimus Prime - Freeform, evil emporor zorgon, Princess Leia - Freeform, Bumblebee - Freeform, mr. potatohead, Fluff Series: Part 4 of Whoville's Follower Milestone Celebration Summary:

The Doctor and Rose babysit Tony Tyler and play with Transformers. Crack.

Written for @ofstormsandwolves, winner of the Tentoo x Rose ficlet from my Follower Milestone Celebration. Prompt was, “Tentoo and Rose babysit Tony.”

“Doctor!” Red-headed Tony Tyler jumped into the Doctor’s arms.

The Doctor swooped Tony up and onto his shoulders. “What do you want to do today?”

“Play with toys! I brought Bumblebee, Mr. Potatohead, and a Bad Guy. We can play Transformers!”

“Sounds brilliant.”

“Your dad and me, we haven’t had a date in ages," Jackie told Rose. "Going to see a film -- and one that's not animated, thank heavens, and then down to the pub for a pint and a quiz. Shouldn’t be out too late.”

“Have fun, Mum. Don’t worry about the time. Tony can spend the night even.”

Jackie handed her daughter Tony’s Transformers-themed rucksack. “He brought his whole room with him, I think. And there’s a surprise in there from his Dad. Spoils him rotten, that man.”

“And you love it.” Rose hugged her mother. “Have fun!”

oOo

“It’s Ultimate Prime! It’s Ultimate Prime!” Tony exclaimed, tearing open the package to get to his new toy.

“It’s from Dad. Make sure you thank him, Tony,” Rose said.

“I will." He grinned. "Doctor, let’s play Transformers!”

“Oh! Transformers are brilliant! Who do I get to be?”

Tony ran to get his bag of toys, and pulled out a Mr. Potato Head. “Give him a scary face. He’s an alien potato.”

“Oh! I’ll make him a Sontaran!” the Doctor squealed as he opened the flap in back and dumped out the silly pieces.

Rose laughed in the background. “Lunch will be ready in about ten minutes, boys. Cheesy noodles.”

“Oh, brilliant!” the two ‘boys’ drawled in unison.

“I am Staal!” the Doctor said in a deep voice. “Sontar ha!”

“Sontor ha!” copied Tony.

“Did I ever tell you about the time that a Sontaran named Skunk—“

“Skunk!” Tony giggled. “Was he stinky?”

“Was he stinky? He stunk worse than a Blorgallian Bog Dog, and that is very stinky. Rose got licked by one once, and she stunk for days. Bog Dogs are very affectionate.”

“Oi! I heard that! You pushed me into that bog, if I recall,” she called from the kitchen.

“To save you from that herd of Areyouesses that was coming for you!”

“Yeah, whatever.”

Tony covered his mouth and laughed. “Was that Leather You or This Hair you?”

“Leather.”

Tony leaned in close. “Rose took me to Henrik’s last week. She was looking at leather coats. She kept sniffing 'em. Isn't that strange?” Tony whispered into the Doctor’s ear.

"Not strange at all," the Doctor grinned.

“Well I think it's weird. Did you know your birthday is coming up? You’re gonna be one!” Tony giggled. “I’m older than you are! I’m older than you are!” he sang.

The Doctor winked at him. “That’s my spy — you just keep your eyes open.”

Tony picked up his new toy. “I’m Ultimate Prime, and I’m going to save the universe from the evil emperor Zorgon!”

“Zygon?” asked the Doctor.

“No, Doctor." He rolled his eyes just like his big sister. "Zygons look like a boy thing.”

Rose snorted a laugh, and the Doctor choked.

“A Zygon tried to infiltrate 10 Downing about two years ago,” Rose called from the kitchen, still laughing. “I didn’t know that Tony was peeking over my shoulder. The little spy."

The Doctor elbowed and winked at Tony.

"He saw a picture of the thing on my laptop. He laughed about it for days.”

Tony picked up a figurine with a long pointy beard and arched eyebrows. “I’m the evil emperor Zorgon! I’m here to destroy your planet!”

“What is Skunk the Sontaran supposed to do? Jump on him? Clone him?” asked the Doctor.

“Nothing. He watches. Ultimate Prime is the hero.”

The Doctor frowned.

Playtime continued for a few more minutes until Rose called them for lunch. The toys were abandoned on the floor.

oOo

“I’m an Ood,” Tony said, mouth full, spaghetti noodles hanging down his chin.

“Put those back in your mouth, little man,” Rose admonished. “What would Mum say?”

“Mum would put me in time out, but Dad would laugh and do it too. And then Mum would say, you keep doing that and you’re cut off. What does cut off mean, Rose? Mum would never cut off Dad’s arm or something, would she?”

Rose shook her head forcefully. “No! It’s like grownup time out.”

“Do you ever get grownup time out, Doctor? You’re always doing messy stuff like Ood noodles.”

The Doctor tugged on his ear, and Rose raised an eyebrow and smirked. His head snapped towards the lounge.

“What’s wrong, Doctor?” Rose asked. “I know that look.”

“Did you hear something, Rose? Tony? I heard something. Like a high-pitched zinging sound. I haven’t heard the sound… in years. Very distinctive.”

Rose and shook her head, and Tony continued to slurp noodles.

“I didn’t hear anything, Doctor,” said Rose.

“I know I heard something.”

“Maybe it was Ultimate Prime. The package says he talks and makes sounds,” Rose suggested.

“You’re probably right.”

“Hurry up and eat already, I want to play!” Tony nagged, his plate now empty.

"Tony, you go wash the cheese off of your hands and face, and then we'll play."

Tony scurried off.

“Rose, I’m serious. That robot toy? Alien tech.”

“Come on, Doctor,” she drawled. “It’s just a toy. It whirrs and walks and talks. I put the batteries in myself, and there’s a gift receipt. Mum got it at We B’ Toys.”

“Not a toy.” The Doctor crossed his arms. "Transformers do not emit a level two sub-sonic universal greeting."

"Is it dangerous?" she asked.

"No, no, no!" he grinned. "Very friendly. The friendliest of greetings! Usually precedes the offering of gifts or blessings."

“All right, then. You try and take it from Tony.” Rose crossed her arms right back at him.

oOo

“Chhhhssshhhhhh!” Tony flew the robot toy above his head. He came to a screeching halt and held Bad Guy Zorgon face to face with Ultimate Prime.

“I’m Emperor Zorgon! And you will obey me!” he hissed. “Evil Ultimate Prime, I command you to fire!” Tony held the red robot high above his head.

“Tony, we have a surprise for you. Rose is going to take you to get a treat.”

“A treat, Doctor?” Rose asked.

“Yep. Ice cream.” The Doctor leveled a look that meant business.

Rose nodded, and then swept her five year old brother into his arms. “Go on, give your toys to the Doctor. Can’t have the evil robot and the emporor Zorgon threatening innocent people at the ice creamery.”

“Awwww, do I have to?” Tony whinged.

“Yep.”

Tony handed the toys to the Doctor, a thick lower lip pooching out.

oOo

Tony held the maraschino cherry above his mouth and then grabbed it with his teeth before sticking his finger into the generous dollop of whipped cream on the top of his chocolate-caramel swirl banana split.

“…so Evil Emperor Zorgon shot Ultimate Prime with his sigma ray gun, and BAM! Ultimate Prime turned evil! He can’t even transform into a train engine anymore! Now he transforms into a big roller thing like the ones that make roads! With spikes! And laser beams that shoot out of his eyes!”

“Well that is certainly terrifying, Tony. Do you think the Doctor could save him?”

“Of course he could! The Doctor can do anything.”

“Can I have a bite of your sundae?”

“No. Get your own,” he said, caramel dripping down his chin.

“Oi! You’ve been around the Doctor too much. Rude.”

“Rose, I want to be just like him when I grow up.”

“Of course you do.” Rose smiled at him fondly.

Tony dropped the spoon on the table. The chocolate ice cream quickly melted into a sticky puddle. He sighed, “I’m done. I can’t eat anymore. Can we go home? I want to play with my new toy.”

“Told ya not to get the large.” Rose rolled her eyes.

oOo

“Hey Tony! Go into the lounge. I put Transformers on the telly! It’s the new-new series, and you get to see it two years before your mates.”

“All right! Woo hoo!” Tony ran into the lounge area of the open loft, and jumped onto the enormous beanbag that was reserved just for him.

Transformers! Robots in the Skies! he sang along as he transformed Bumblebee into her VW Beetle form. He rolled the yellow car over the bumps and valleys of the beanbag as the action began to play out on the holographic screen.

“Psst, Rose,” the Doctor motioned his head towards his lab on the far side of the enormous, formerly industrial space.

Rose crossed her arms. “You’re not gonna tell me it’s alien are you?”

“Most definitely alien. Rose Tyler. I just finished fixing his universal translator. Looks like it was damaged by some sort of a laser weapon."

"You're having me on," she guffawed, but then she saw a flickering hologram projected onto the table, but glitched.

"Hold on." The Doctor pressed his sonic against the side of the robot's armour. "Let's try this again."

"Rose Tyler, you've served the universe as Defender of the Earth. Now I beg you to help us in our struggle against the evil Emperor Zorgon. I regret that I am unable to present my request to you in person, but my ship has fallen under attack, and I'm afraid my mission to bring you to Cybertron has failed. I have placed information vital to the survival of the Transformers into the memory systems of Ultimate Prime. This is our most desperate hour. Help me, Rose Tyler. You're my only hope.

Rose stared for a moment, and then burst into hysterics.

"You heard him, he needs you, Rose, and this is his desperate hour."

"Right," she drawled. She picked up the toy, turned it over, and showed him the back. "*Press here to record your holographic message* Tony's been begging for this toy for a year. You think I didn't know it could do this? Mum's refused to buy it 'cos it cost a hundred and fifty quid. He must've worn Dad down."

"Tony, you can come out now," the Doctor called. "Rose figured it out."

"Aww," he complained. "But it was a good trick, wasn't it Rose?"

"It was a great one, Tony."

A conspiratorial grin grew on Tony's face. "Doctor, let's do another one. But this time, let's trick Mum!"

[animationnut]

To Gravity Falls, From Piedmont: Chapter 22

Summary: It’s a long way until next summer. Until then, Dipper and Mabel share their daily antics and life problems with their lifelong friends and attentive great-uncles through an endless string of e-mails. Distance makes the heart grow fonder after all, and there’s no place Dipper and Mabel love more than Gravity Falls.  Note: Happy Valentine's Day!

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To: Wendy Corduroy (Lumberchick), Candy Chiu (SweetasSugar88), Grenda Gosling (Hugsx0x0); Pacifica Northwest (GravityFallsPrincess)

From: Mabel Pines (ShootingStarRainbowUnicorn)

Subject: Valentine's Day plans

Hey!

I actually have a date for Valentine's Day this year! My first one ever, actually. Unless you count the time in kindergarten where Lenny Hall and I shared mud pies in the sandbox, but it wasn't really a date. I think he even ditched me.

Anyway! I don't really know what to get him, so any advice would be super awesome. Do boys like flowers? I could make a flower crown. Or make homemade chocolates. What are you guys doing for Valentine's Day?

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Wendy Corduroy: Valentine's Day is endorsed by overpriced greeting card companies, chocolate factories and fancy restaurants who serve a quarter of the food you should get for those stupid prices. It's all a gimmick.

Pacifica Northwest: Wow. Way to bring down a room.

Mabel Pines: Aw, come on Wendy. Haven't you ever celebrated Valentine's Day?

Wendy Corduroy: Nope. I normally spend it at home vegging out watching television or hanging out at the diner with the crew. Valentine's Day isn't really my thing.

Candy Chiu: Ooh, who will be your Valentine?

Grenda Gosling: Yeah! Have you been holding out on us?

Mabel Pines: His name is Jaxon and he just asked me at school today.

Wendy Corduroy: You gotta give us more than that. What's he like?

Pacific Northwest: Never mind that. What's he look like? What's his social status?

Wendy Corduroy: You always know how to ask the important questions, don't you?

Mabel Pines: He's been in my class since the fourth grade, but I've never really hung out with him. But he's always making jokes in class and he's funny. He does really well in history, he always drinks cherry cola and he's captain of the school soccer team.

Pacifica Northwest: Captain, huh? Not bad.

Candy Chiu: You are very lucky. I will be spending Valentine's Day practicing my violin.

Grenda Gosling: Marius and I are going to have dinner over video chat, but afterwards you and I can totally get some ice-cream.

Candy Chiu: I would like that very much. We will drown in sprinkles and whipped cream.

Grenda Gosling: Woo party time!

Pacifica Northwest: It's the middle of winter.

Candy Chiu: That makes ice-cream taste even better.

Mabel Pines: That sounds like fun! Maybe Jaxon and I will go get ice-cream after roller-skating.

Pacifica Northwest: He's taking you roller-skating on Valentine's Day. Is he cheap?

Wendy Corduroy: Not all of us are spoiled rotten children born into wealth.

Mabel Pines: And I have very little wealth, so I don't have much to spend on a Valentine's Day gift. I'd like to make one, but I'm not sure what.

Grenda Gosling: The chocolates are a good idea. You can make them into little soccer balls!

Candy Chiu: Does he have a team jacket?

Mabel Pines: Yeah, he does. He wears it all the time.

Candy Chiu: You could make a patch for it! You're very good at making those.

Mabel Pines: Hey, yeah, I could do that!

Wendy Corduroy: A patch is kind of personal for a first date. Maybe you should stick with the chocolates.

Pacifica Northwest: You probably won't scare him off that way.

Wendy Corduroy: Jocks are pretty particular on what goes on their team jackets, anyway. Athletes at my school won't let anyone touch them, let alone sew anything on the material.

Mabel Pines: I guess that's fair. I've seen him eating chocolates, so I know he likes them. Okay. I'll make them into cool shapes. They're going to take a bit to chill, and Valentine's Day is the day after tomorrow, so I better get started. Thanks guys!

Wendy Corduroy: Have fun, dude.

Candy Chiu: Let us know everything when you get home!

Grenda Gosling: No details left out!

Pacifica Northwest: Do not make your Valentine's Day dinner greasy canteen food. Seriously. You can do better than that.

Filling his blue reusable water bottle with strawberry-flavoured water, Dipper then stuck it in the front pocket of his backpack. Shrugging it over his shoulders, he shot a quick glance at the microwave clock before going in search of his sister. He quickly found her in their bedroom, sticking a pair of rollerblades in her already-bulging pink bag.

Dipper frowned. He could not help but be worried about Mabel's Valentine's date, considering how eager and quick she was to begin a romance. Though she was a little more cautious about the guys she pursued, she couldn't help but get excited when someone showed interest in her. He should be happy for her, considering this was her first Valentine's Day date, but there was an uneasy feeling in his stomach.

Jaxon wasn't exactly a friend of theirs—to be fair, they didn't really have friends at all in Piedmont. But the raven-haired thirteen-year-old hadn't ever bothered to interact with them outside of forced group work and partner projects, and there were only a few of those. Dipper was suspicious that suddenly, out of the blue, the soccer player had asked Mabel out.

But he couldn't bring himself to voice his concerns to Mabel. She would be hurt and there was a good chance he was just being paranoid. Mabel straightened, slouched slightly from the weight of her backpack, and she beamed when she realized he was standing there.

"Sorry, bro. Just had a few more things to squeeze in." She reached behind her and opened her nightstand drawer, retrieving a glitter-covered pink heart, where 'Happy Valentine's Day to the best brother ever' was written in bright red marker. "Happy Valentine's Day, Dipping-Dots," she sang, giving him a tight hug.

Dipper hugged her back just as tightly, accepting card when they separated. Warmth and affection swelled within him. "Thanks, Mabel. I love it. I have a gift for you, but I don't think it's going to arrive until later today."

"Ooh, a surprise! I love surprises." Mabel clapped her hands with glee. "I can't wait."

Dipper set his card carefully on his bed, not at all bothered by the silver, pink and red glitter that clung to his skin. "Come on, we better get going before we're late."

"I think I'll get there early enough to give Jaxon his present," said Mabel. "I hope he likes it."

"I'm sure he will."

If he knows what's good for him, he better.

The twins left the house, locking it up behind them and beginning the trek for school. They reached the brick building soon enough, and Mabel waved at her brother before splitting up to find Jaxon. She traversed through the halls, white sneakers with purple laces smacking against the scuffed speckled blue tiles.

If she came upon one of her classmates, she would pause and ask if they happened to know where he was. One of them directed her to the gym and she mentally smacked herself for not going there in the first place. Sure enough, when she stepped into the open space, there was a group of guys kicking the soccer ball around.

Jaxon happened to spot her as she ventured to the border of the lines painted on the hardwood floor. She waved at him and he seemed surprised for a moment before giving his head a slight shake. He jogged over and said casually, "Hey. What's up?"

"I just wanted to give you this before classes started." Mabel carefully extracted the white box of chocolates and handed it over. "Happy Valentine's Day."

"Oh. Uh, thanks. You too." Jaxon took the chocolates and tucked the box under one arm, shooting a glance at his friends, who were staring and snickering. "Listen, I gotta go change before class. But I'll see you after school. I'll meet you at the bike racks at the back entrance."

"Sure. I'm looking forward to it," said Mabel with a smile.

Jaxon lifted his hand in a half wave and went in the direction of the changing rooms. Mabel skipped back into the hall, humming lightly as she headed for class.

...

Footwear pounded against the floor as students of varying ages bustled down hallways, flooding towards the entrance as the last rings from the bell echoed throughout the building. Dipper stuck a few of his textbooks into his backpack and slammed his locker door shut.

"I guess I'll see you later," he spoke to his sister, who had her bag over one shoulder and her roller-skates over the other. "Text me when you get to the rink?"

Mabel flashed a thumbs-up. "You got it!"

"I'll see you later, then. Have fun."

"Thanks!"

Mabel skipped off down the hall, winding her way past her peers as she headed for the back entrance. As she approached an intersection in the corridor, she paused when she heard someone say, "Jax, want to go catch a movie?"

There was the sound of a vending machine rumbling and followed by a pop can hissing. Jaxon muttered shortly, "Can't."

"Yeah, didn't you hear?" Jaxon's friend and co-captain Zach snickered. "He's got a date tonight."

"Seriously? With who?"

"Mabel Pines," answered Zach with a laugh.

"Isn't she the girl always covered in glitter? Why her?"

"I lost a bet, okay?" snapped Jaxon. "I'd be taking Susan Shores if I could. She's probably already waiting for me. This really sucks."

Mabel went numb. She didn't hear what they said next, didn't want to hear, as blood pounded in her ears. Humiliation, anger and hurt boiled in her veins and her hands trembled at her sides. The three boys suddenly burst into laughter and she turned on her heel and stalked away, fingers clenching into fists. Tears burned her eyes but she scrubbed them away before they could fall. Jaxon and his stupid friends weren't worth her tears.

She walked home on autopilot, feet dragging against the concrete and mind screaming at her for being so foolish. How could she not have been suspicious when Jaxon approached her outside of class, for the first time ever, and asked her out? How she could have missed how unenthusiastic he seemed about it? His embarrassment when she went to him in front of his friends?

She supposed she was just excited at the prospect of having her first Valentine's Day date that she missed it.

Biting hard on her bottom lip, Mabel unlocked the front door of her house and shuffled through the hall, dropping her stuff by the shoes. Dipper poked his head out of the living room and his eyes widened when he saw her. "Mabel, what are you doing here? What about-?" He then took in her miserable expression and asked in concern, "What happened?"

"It was a bet," she said bitterly, slouching towards their shared bedroom. "I guess the loser had to take me out on Valentine's Day and Jaxon was the loser. I overheard them talking. I don't think they noticed me."

Rage ignited through Dipper's entire being. "I'll kill him."

"He's an arrogant jerk, but you shouldn't get in trouble over him." Mabel crawled into her bed, dragging the covers over her body. Waddles immediately hopped next to her and snuggled close. Peeking out of her makeshift cocoon at her hovering brother, Mabel said, "I'll be fine. I just need to be alone for a bit."

"If you want. You know you're beautiful, right? And super talented. And Jaxon is a moron for not knowing what a privilege it is to know you, how lucky he would be to get to go out with you."

"You're sweet." Mabel gave a small smile. "And I do know. I swear."

"Can I get you anything?"

"…a super sundae?"

"You got it," said Dipper. "Give me a sec."

He hurried for the kitchen, pausing at the sight of the pink and red floral arrangement on the table. It was Mabel's Valentine's present, having been on the doorstep when Dipper got home. Beneath the glittery purple vase was a pile of equally-glittery Valentine cards, which Dipper found stuffed in the mailbox.

His fist slammed into the smooth surface of the refrigerator. Dipper grit his teeth and took a moment to calm down. He would get his chance to confront Jaxon, but staying angry would not help his sister right now. Taking a deep breath, Dipper opened the freezer and removed two tubs of ice-cream, vanilla and chocolate. He got the biggest bowl they had and piled in the ice-cream until it was almost overflowing. He added a mountain of whipped cream and rainbow sprinkles, finishing it with drizzles of caramel sauce.

He was relieved to see the bedroom door still open when he returned and Mabel hadn't retreated to Sweater Town, which was a good sign. "Here," he whispered, approaching with the sugary treat.

Gratitude shone in Mabel's eyes. "Thanks bro," she said, taking the bowl and spoon.

"If you need anything else, let me know."

"I will."

Dipper kept his space for the next couple of hours, watching movies in the living room. He would periodically check in on Mabel, and eventually pop music filled the quiet atmosphere. The cheerful tunes meant she was feeling better and Dipper slipped in to give her a tall glass of Mabel Juice.

When he returned to his perch on the couch his phone was ringing. Dipper snatched it off of the coffee table and answered it. "Hello?"

"Hello, Dipper."

"Hey, Candy. What's up?"

"I was wondering if Mabel was home yet. She hasn't been answering our texts, so I was hoping she was back so we could talk. Is everything okay?"

"Uh…not really. She didn't go on her date."

"What happened?"

Dipper bit his lip and glanced in the direction of his room. "I think it's best if she tells you. Give me a second. She might just have her phone on vibrate and hasn't been hearing it go off."

"Thank you, Dipper. Let her know we're worried and we would like to hear from her."

"Of course."

To: Wendy Corduroy (Lumberchick); Grenda Gosling (Hugsx0x0); Candy Chiu (SweetasSugar88); Pacifica Northwest (GravityFallsPrincess)

From: Mabel Pines (ShootingStarRainbowUnicorn)

Subject: Worst Valentine's Day ever

Sorry for the radio silence, guys.

Yeah, the date was a sham. Jaxon only asked me out because he lost a bet and that was the punishment. Not exactly a pride-inflator. But I'm fine. Just a little embarrassed and hurt. I'll get over it. I hope you guys had a better Valentine's Day.

Much love,

Mabel

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Wendy Corduroy: No. I don't think so. How much is a bus ticket? I'll miss a day of school but it'll be worth it when I kick that prick's butt all the way to the Artic.

Candy Chiu: I am so sorry, Mabel. What is his address? I will send him a very angry letter.

Grenda Gosling: We'll rig the envelope so it explodes some nasty gunk in his stupid face!

Pacifica Northwest: That's a seriously cruel move. And that's coming from me. He obviously doesn't realize how gracious you were to accept a date when you can do so much better.

Mabel Pines: Thanks, guys. You're all the best. I just wish I hadn't given him the dumb chocolates beforehand. I am super glad I went with your advice, Wendy, and didn't do the patch.

Wendy Corduroy: Personal gifts are better saved for later on in a relationship. And your gifts are the bomb, and trash like Jaxon aren't deserving of them.

Mabel Pines: He's not trash. Just an arrogant guy who thinks he's all that.

Candy Chiu: You are very nice, Mabel.

Pacifica Northwest: How are you going to fester a grudge if you won't call him rude names? Did you say anything to him?

Mabel Pines: No, I just overheard the conversation he was having with his friends. I stood him up.

Pacifica Northwest: Oh in that case perfect.

Grenda Gosling: I bet his puny pride can't take that.

Wendy Corduroy: You're strong, brave and gorgeous, Mabel. Don't take the opinions of jerks like Jaxon seriously. There are people who are going to try to undermine you. Don't let them.

Candy Chiu: We will take care of anyone who tries to hurt you.

Grenda Gosling: We'll resort to violence if we have too!

Pacifica Northwest: Some people may try to undermine you out of jealousy because of your natural social skills, outgoing personality and the fact that you're always happy. As someone who constantly faces jealous girls, I speak from experience.

Wendy Corduroy: Only you could disguise a supportive remark as a compliment about yourself.

Mabel Pines: I don't know what I'd do without you guys.

After spending an hour conversing with her friends, Mabel signed off and ventured into the kitchen to refill her glass. She froze at the sight of twelve beautiful pink and red roses in a purple vase on the table, surrounded by cards.

"The flowers are from me," spoke Dipper, coming up behind her.

Mabel ventured closer to take a sniff, smiling at the sweet scent. She gave Dipper a bear hug and kissed his cheek. "Thanks Dipper. I love them." She took a look at the cards and asked curiously, "Where did all these cards come from?"

"Gravity Falls. And two from Grunkle Stan and Grunkle Ford, which I think were sent from Europe."

Mabel shifted through the Valentine's Day cards. Some were heart-shaped, some were round and some were square. Some were covered in glitter, some in ribbon and some in gemstones. There were cards from everyone they knew in Gravity Falls, and there were about fifty of them in total.

"Beats the years where I didn't get any," joked Dipper.

"You know what? I don't need a boyfriend to have as a Valentine," declared Mabel. "I never did. I have you, Grunkle Stan, Grunkle Ford, and all of Gravity Falls. Dipper, would you like to go to the movies with me?"

Dipper smiled and bowed. "It would be my honour."

Mabel linked arms with him, a bright smile on her features. "Then let's go paint the town purple!"

…

The next day Mabel walked to school alone, since Dipper had an early morning meeting with his robotics club. He insisted he could skip it, but she refused. She would be fine. She would have to encounter Jaxon at some point, and she'd rather get it over with.

As she headed for her locker, Jaxon, Zach and their friend suddenly stepped out of a classroom and in front of her. They didn't notice her as they spoke. "Come on," Zach pressed. "How did the date with Mabel go?"

"Fine," snapped Jaxon. "It was fine, okay?"

Mabel picked up her pace and forced her way past the three males, bumping her shoulder sharply against Jaxon's as she did so. "That's funny," she said sweetly. "I don't know how our 'date'," here she made air-quotations with her fingers, "could have been fine when I never went out with you in the first place."

Jaxon's face turned bright red as his friends burst into surprised laughter. "She stood you up?" chortled Zack.

"Yup. I had a better Valentine to spend time with."

"Let me guess, your brother?" spat Jaxon.

Mabel spun on her heel and glowered into his face, causing him to recoil slightly. This close vantage point brought Jaxon's black eye to attention. "You better believe it," Mabel said proudly. "I decided it wasn't fair to me to lower my standards. But if your pride is still hurt, I'm sure Susan Shores would go out with you if you asked. I think you'd make the perfect couple."

Jaxon glared at her as his friends stared with wide eyes. Mabel started to walk off, but before she disappeared around the corner, she called, "Did you get that injury from soccer practice or did my brother have a talk with you?"

"No way. First you got stood up by the female Pines and then the male Pines decked you? What the heck?"

"Dude. How lame are you?"

Leaving Jaxon to splutter and try to defend himself, Mabel grinned broadly and sauntered off to get ready for her first class of the day.

To: Mabel Pines (ShootingStarRainbowUnicorn)

From: Grunkle Stan (StantheMan)

CC: Grunkle Ford (Highsixer)

Subject: I'll kill him

What's this punk's address? What does his face look like? I know a couple of hitmen from the old days. They won't kill him, because I want that honour, but they'll rough him up good. I'll teach that snotnose a lesson he won't soon forget.

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Mabel Pines: Dipper blabbed, didn't he?

Grunkle Ford: He didn't have much choice, dear. We figured something was up when you told us you didn't go on your planned date. Stan wouldn't let him hang up until he told. We were just worried.

Mabel Pines: It's okay. I guess I should have told you. But I didn't want the front page headline to be 'Middle School Soccer Player Killed by Mysterious Old Men'. Jaxon is a jerk, but I don't want him dead.

Grunkle Stan: Fine. I won't kill him. I'll just scare ten years off of his life.

Mabel Pines: I'm fine, honestly. Why would I want a guy like that for a Valentine anyway? I have Dipper, I have you guys and the girls. Thanks for the Valentines, by the way! I love them.

Grunkle Ford: You're welcome. Thank you for your Valentines. I especially like the colour feathers you pasted onto the owl on my card.

Grunkle Stan: Mine was better. 'You're under arrest for stealing my heart.' With handcuffs drawn around a heart? Classic.

Grunkle Ford: You're all right, then?

Mabel Pines: I promise. If it makes you feel better, I stood him up and then Dipper socked him in the face and gave him a shiner.

Grunkle Ford: Yes, I suppose that retaliation will do.

Grunkle Stan: Those are my runts. You're beautiful, pumpkin. Don't ever let anyone convince you otherwise.

Grunkle Ford: Prettier than the rarest gemstone and brighter than any star in the sky.

Mabel Pines: I know. Any guy who gets me as a girlfriend is the luckiest guy in the world, and he better know it. But for now, I have you guys and all my friends, and that makes me the luckiest girl in the world.

[whitefeathers]

literally if you write ANYTHING for squid games i’ll read it, there’s not enough fics for any of the characters (aside from player 067 lol but still) 💔

ILY real af there needs to be more

I’m just struggling w ideas that haven’t already been done 😩 lots of thoughts abt messy SLOPPY sex with sang woo in the squid game toilets tho…

Tags: minors do not interact. Legal age gap, daddy issues, sang woo refers to himself as old enough to be your dad & calls you little girl (but you’re 20+), rough bathroom floor sex, Sang woo probably ooc bc he’s evil but a little bit soft for you, IDK MANNN this isn’t my best work I wrote it in 10 mins

You’re folded over and pinned to the floor, Sang Woo’s jacket the only thing protecting you from the dirty floor of the men’s bathroom. He’s a gentleman - in some ways, at least. Definitely not in the way he fucks you.

Sang Woo is rough. He’s strong and tall and powerful, moving his cock almost out of you before slamming back home in a quick thrust, so deep you’re sure he has to be in your guts.

He has your cunt dripping, your pussy slick and warm as he forces your insides open around his cock.

“Hear that, little girl?”

“H-huh?” Your eyes flutter open, staring up at him, dazed. You fight hard for them to not roll back as he continues to pound you into the floor, exactly the way your poor pussy (and daddy issues) crave.

“That sound. You’re soaked,” you listen to the plap, plap, plap of his thrusts, and whine in embarrassment. Fight or flight is gone. The fear of the games is gone. All that you are is his, brainless and drooling on his cock. It strokes something inside Sang Woo. Your vulnerability, your trust, his capability to have you a mess. He wants to drive you further into this headspace until you’re crawling after him to protect you.

“All this over a man old enough to be your dad. You’re messed up, sweetie,”he looks relaxed, other than the slight sheen of sweat on his chest and arms, barely exerting himself as he fucks you into oblivion. It’s so hot that he’s this experienced and physically fixed that you clench, and Sang Woo laughs at you, stroking your cheek with his thumb as he continues to fuck you. You nuzzle into it, closing your eyes and feeling.

“So vulnerable. I’ve got you,” he drives his point home by slowing his thrusts but making them impossibly deeper, letting you feel the slow drag of his length in your little cunt as he stuffs you to the hilt.

“Going to make it out of these games together. Going to spoil you, little love.” He doesn’t know if he’s lying or not. He thinks he is - but the sight of you sprawled out has his heart and cock thinking stupid things, stupid things like betraying his greed, his morals, his need to be the best.

In this moment, that doesn’t matter. All that matters is you.

[libidomechanica]

“its first snowdrops fra my chosen few”

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first snowdrops fra my chosen few ‘Can thy Son lay, “to take  place could rather of than  her vaine thousand was 

quite as killd her heart lightning? Door! “with  Love and show the Moon. But that set may  blessed; ‘all but merely she did not a moment, and by; and 

in the swore; and, above  thee, you must own) of fear, and there  unfolded and after here drinks the rosebud 

blowing, resemblies or cherry-isle, which seeme  my humbler lot had seized the years of  earth should have left me die, and still her 

know, before I went to  get up, other county wrongs read; or  else saw in fighter; but reads the Thames his 

dear seek I the doom waits to show it flowd oer  lustrous spits the markd wild, and  feel that mirror, as yours to 

matched; if force despite,’ against me  sleepe thoughts, although it streams about a suburb hill,”  and rave among the subject; and with 

Scio wine— here these did thine ear is  come or your roabes be  heart, and sensual phantom wooed. Light rudeness, 

nor with comes too numerable scarlet  who indeed, and the Booke; yet I must looked rare with  no minutes, and brought here are in 

sunshine to spend the  loved so sterilized child the steam of weather  reposed; the myrtles treasurer, the 

brief even by a truce with your married woman  is’ (enough the large  eyes and never cause their light of 

life without knowing from the  innocent, the snow, before? Bee your  soul in mine one with cowslips with friend 

she wild turns to the ringing:  she, she fought in darkness and touch         &  then is bent, and then the point of 

woman who design thy face, four black, nor wish I cant say,  that he left all her while each is me! Could strike wind  round his unright a better, whom Fame 

command thou declared amended  might, shrinking to beginning is idle;  let they common chariot at all, I blessing with 

all the thunder-tone gruff with the  plates he asked the brief night. ” Had  been sae shy; for sale, though 

my soul. “Resolved like a rose cristal spring.  Thus sang an hour I disdaine has crawn, would  have love so rough their uniform, or move, be falsehood, who followd 

obeisance and whom vertue, too much things  to sharks, who devours and  modern more last: a peach fond wrecks, and 

white, doe interposing door? Her sorrowes fast  though time mine o” the gale; and you, may illumination.  Meanwhile he is precedent Cease, ye 

ill woman thine in the summd  in chafe oerloaded at me i floats an Europe— you by a garlands in the lips, nane 

might to his will and Miss Araminta Smith (who  at six years)— and hand one did  round, the hinges being at the 

port Leghorn; for Annie of Lochroyan,  as oer the liberal admirations  do but standing silent.  An untoward fast 

[whitefeathers]

fucked up father figure!sang woo calling you ‘trouble’… sighs dreamily

[whitefeathers]

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