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2023.11.12 古峯神社、古峯園 紅葉はおしまい。あいにくのお天気で残念でした。 急に冷え込んで、今年はよくわからない天候が続きますね

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2 - Gut Feeling About Him

Part 3

His Golden Princess

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Emma had went in search of Henry when we got released from jail this morning in Storybooke. Shrugging on a tank top I decided to stroll the town while we were here for a day or so. Last night Henry talked about the storybook more saying that everyone else in this town was a cursed fairytale character. Except for me, Emma and himself of course. That they weren't allowed to leave the town or something bad would happen to them. Glancing around the street I had passed a dinner called Granny's but something makes me stop outside a pawnshop called Mr. Gold's. The wind blows my hair in front of the eyes when someone stops a few steps away from me. "Would you care to look inside, dear. It would be much easier." Spinning on my feet I parted my lips eyeing a man up and down. He wears a black tux with a red tie, walking with a cane. He has shaggy brown hair that has some grey in it with brown eyes. "The name's Mr. Robert Gold. May I know yours lass?" He opened the shops door letting me inside first.

"Astrid, Astrid Swan. It's nice to meet you Mr. Gold." I stepped foot in the shop hanging my mouth opened at all the different things he had inside. He had the typical stuff like cups but there's a glass unicorn baby mobile. Alongside things like swords you would see in midevil plays or something like that. Mr. Gold closed the front door walking around a glass counter watching my movements. Raising my brows I could feel his eyes trained on me. "What is it you're looking for, Mr. Gold?" He chuckled bending his head down with a slight smile. Moving over to a painting on the wall he pulled it away from the wall holding something in his freehand before closing it back. "I'm not sure why but I think this would suit you, lass. I'd let you have it. Free of charge." Glancing over my shoulder with my blonde hair falling over I caught sight of a unique necklace. The necklace is shaped like a tiny dagger colord silver. I moved my hair back allowing him to clasp it around my neck. Looking at myself in the mirror on the wall I must admit the jewelry was beautiful, and I have never seen any type of jewelry like it before.

Glancing over my shoulder Mr. Gold rests his hands on his cane for balance raising a brow. "What do you think?" Walking up to him I lift it up with my freehand giving him a gentle grin back. "It's beautiful. How much do you want for it?" I reached down about to get my wallet from my back pocket but he gently grabbed my wrist stopping my efforts. My eyes locked onto his where I get the feeling I recognized the deep brown from somewhere. I just can't put my finger on it exactly. "There's no charge, lass. All I ask in return is that you allow me to take you out to Granny's diner. If you decide to stay of course." Reaching up I begin playing with some of my hair which has been a nervous habit of mine when I would get embarrassed as a child. "Are you always this nice and forward with your customers?" I tilt my head to the side with a playful smile to the pawnshop owner. Gold reaches up moving his hair that had fallen in front of his eyes clearing his throat looking nervous at my question.

"Well I must be honest most people in this town and I don't have the best relationship. I haven't seen you around so I felt I should make a good first impression. If that makes sense, Ms. Swan." Holding my hands up I throw them down chuckling with a sigh. "Please just call me Astrid. We're not in a business meeting with each other anymore. Are we Gold?" He chuckled giving me a smile until I felt my phone going off inside my pocket so I held a finger up answering it. "Hey sis. What's up?" Emma's voice came through the phone mentioning an inn. "Hey, Henry convinced me to stay for a week. So meet me at Granny's inn. It's the same woman who owns the diner." Hanging up the phone I put it away heading to exit the door explaining to the man watching me. "That's my sister, Emma. I have to go but hopefully I'll see you again." He nods giving me a wave bye when the door closes behind me. Walking down the street I play with the necklace feeling my eyes trailed up to the clock town. The time froze on 8:15 never moving according to Henry. The sun has set by the time I reached the small in walking up the wooden porch stairs meeting my sister inside.

Emma stands at the front desk with an elderly woman and her young granddaughter who eyes me from her spot in the corner. Closing the door behind me I tapped her shoulder before the front door opened revealing Mr. Gold. "Emma. What a lovely name." He stared at the elderly woman who nervously hands him a roll of cash which was probably the rent. My sister voices with a small smile towards the man. "Thanks." Gold blinked his eyes at me a couple times reaching for the door handle sending me a wink. "See you soon, Lady Astrid." I felt my cheeks turn bright red remembering that nickname from the figure in my dreams that was Rumplestiltskin. Shifting my eyes sharply to Gold it makes a shiver run down my spine seeing the same brown eyes. "So how long will you two be with us?" The elderly woman named Granny broke me from my trance asking my sister. "A week. Just a week." The woman smiled handing her a key replying. Emma took hold of the key where we walked into our room setting in for the night. Emma layed down in the bed as I sit resting my chin on my arms looking out the window playing with the necklace again. Still hearing the words Gold had said. "Lady Astrid...How on Earth would he know that nickname?" I mumbled to myself falling asleep.

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Wednesday and Enid.

Its been a while since I made a FanFic about Wenclair. I feel bad. I should probably do it.

Summary: Enid plays a full volume TikTok when Wednesday is trying to continue with her daily novel.

Warnings: Tickles, might have some scary stuff, vengeance.

Enid was in her side of the room on her bed. She was logging into TikTok and played a full volume one. "Yeah." Enid said smiling. "Turn that off Enid. I'm busy with my novel!" Wednesday said as Enid just ignored her saying and was just like.

"Just ignore it." Enid said as she took out her claws. As man, "Enid put your claws away. Or I'll cut them off." Wednesday threatened Enid but Enid was just smiling at that and hugged Wednesday. "Sorry Wednesday I ju-" Enid was interrupted by Wednesday placing her black colord nail there, on her side. "You were just what Enid? Tell me!" Wednesday said with a menacing look and tone. which made Enid nervous. "Wednesday. Please I'm ticklish!" Enid said with her face looking sad and nervous, "Oh I know that Enid. Which is why I'm gonna start tickling you now." Wednesday said and dug her finger into Enids rib and made her jump and squeal.

Ok. I'm sorry guys but I just ran out of ideas. So I'm gonna let one of you decide. What's gonna happen next time to continue from this? Leave your suggestions in the comments

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[StolasYanDice]  trace — to trace a part of my muse’s body - down the side of their cheek/neck uwu

| Underrated Affectionate Gestures So many things could be said about Dice, he was a charming bastard for one, hw had a very irresistible smile to top it off. And a voice just as smooth as silk it was no wonder he had a radio show after all. Stolas had never admitted it but he did listen in time to time to that show. May be it was rude but it just wasn't as good without Dice behind the mic it was hard to match that chirsma he supposed. Then again? it was far different in person Stolas had to note sitting across the table from his date for the night. Cadle light suite the ivoy color of thier wide face, and those wonderful gem like emearld colorded eyes even. Stolas had been just staring at them longingly those pupils of his usually hidden in his red eyes were visibly showing the literal love he held for them. he felt just so lucky to have met Dice. He had been such a kind caring man to him and charming. it was hard to deny that damn charm after all.

Untill his chair moved, it was a sudden and abrupt and rough as he found his chest and stoumash coilled in with the tables edge suddenly. Making the prince double over hissing slightly under his breath as he looked over his shoulder eyeing out a Lord of the goeita demons. Stolas right away knew that was on purpose, some of them still found him leaving Stella to be such a crime, their relation to Stella of course made that personal opinion and not a factual one. Stolas huffed a bit but he mustered the energy to deal with them. Exchanging some passive aggressive poleit hellos as they tried to play off what they did as an accident. Stolas wishing to stick to his date decided to simply let it go. It wasn't worth a fight or even a scramble he was beyond that he was a Prince after all. Once they left finally ignoring anything they may say toward's thier own companion Stolas simple shifted back to Dice.

"Sorry for that Cubes you know how its though, I'm just so popular everyone wants to speak with me. Hmm it's so exghusting" he said playing it all off as if it didn't bother him in the slightest. "but we both know who get's to fully occupy my time so try not to get jealous darlng alright?" he teased a little letting the flirty nature of his comment come out fully. But Dice didn't seem as invested in getting back to thier date as Stolas was, Stolas noting how they seemed to be looking past him about to turn and look himself when Dice spoke up. Calling Doll like Stoas enjoyed got him to turn back to them, as they rose to excuse themself. Excuseing themself at least that was what Stolas thought they said. Dice slang still went over the owls head at times, he mainly guessed from how they moved from thier seat and stood away from the table. "alright don't make me wait long though you know I hate being lonely." he added in. Watching them walk away before turning back to the table himself.

Talon kept busy by running it along the edge of his wine glass, he hoped the mood hadn't been ruined by that little run in with Stella's great uncle. Beak purse as he sighed he did guess earned some fall out still from all of that mess. Was it selfish though of the Prince to simply wish things be swept under the rug and forgotten so he can just move on with his current relationship with his king? okay fair Dice wasn't a real king but he felt like a king to Stolas. Humming now it had be a bit too long since Dice stepped away from the table hadn't it now? Stolas eyed thier plate they had taken a few bits here and there did something not sit right maybe? Just to be safe he pushed back from the table and rose to his feet to make his way over to where the restrooms we're at. Poor cubes, Stolas worried about them wondering if thier food wasn't fully cooked but this restaurant was normally know for the quiltaly seeing as mainly royal demons ate here. Well in that thought he noted a side door left open, he wouldn't look into it, he was sure it was where the dumpster was or some kind of side entrance for the staff when he picked up on Dice's voice. So that was enough to get him to make his way through the door, why would Dice be out here?

Answer was quickly given once Stolas got outside to find Dice and the Lord from before at first it seemed as if they were simply talking but as he drew closer it seemed said conversation may be far more violent in nature knife in Dice's hand as they pulled it from the Lord's side going to clean it off as the Lord was hissing out from the pain. "Dice?" was all Stolas went on to say "What- What uh are you doing?" he asked offering a smile hoping the clamer tone in his voice will keep Dice from going further than he was as he watched them turn his way smile on thier face. A different smile sinster, dark, deadly. Stolas started to back tack as Dice came his way now cleaning off the Lords blade from thier knife. Dice wouldn't try and hurt him from seeing right? no of course not yet he kept take strides backwards with each one Dice took towards him knife held in thier gloved hands as they were explaining they could let them get away with hurting his Prince after all. Oh so it was for Stolas sake then? He questioned a little to him self "Ah I see dear well I think we should perhaps get away from-oof" cut off when his back met the wall of the building letting his hand feel over it because he fears taking his eyes off of Dice right now. It was hard to explain he wasn't so much scared that they might hurt him from how Dice was talking they were making it clear how they wanted to simply protect Stolas and wasn't going to stand for that mistreatment before. "Cubes, please there's no reason to go to such lengths over me." Spekaing as he was seemed to be keeping Dice stable? Stolas was out of his depth here unsure what he should be doing.

One gloved hand pressed to the wall beside Stolas as Dice had them corned now, Stolas eyes widen for just a moment feathers lifting at the look in Dice's eyes he had see so many expression cross over them not this one as they leaned in closing in on the owl the metal of his knife left to rest flat side against Stolas cheek, as they let there tone drop into a soft gravely wishper to Stolas. Letting the kife glide down from Stolas cheek and travel down to thier neck. Dice telling them it was his job though, his job to look after the prince. His Prince. To protect him for anyone who tried so much as the lord did to inflict harm on them.

Stolas could feel a heat to his cheeks right now, needing to bite down at his bottom bill as he could feel metal caress over his feathers right now. There wasn't a reason for him to fear Dice after all right? they said it themself they just wanted to protect him. Feeling how Dice pinned him to the wall with his chest left Stolas breathless as he needed to reclaim his balance a second. His knees were growing weak from under himself. "R right" he in the leat manged to get himself say as to show Dice he understood. "I would suggest we go back inside but, I think it be much better idea to go home," lifting a hand to let it trail down the side of thier face "Right now because food is not want I'm hungry for anymore."

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Anonymous prompt: during an akuma battle Marinette gets turned into a cat and gets adopted by Damian who is on a business trip with Bruce. Mari and Damian BroTP.

I’m sorry anonymous I didn’t save the message and it got deleted. But thank you for your prompt!

What a CATastrophe

If Marinette had to describe this day in one word would be nightmare. It was going great in the morning, she woke up early and it was the weekend. Her friends chose to go to the zoo where Alya’s father worked at and hang out. They were laughing at the lame jokes they cracked up here and there. It was a normal day for them in Paris. Well Paris ‘normal’.

Kim has gotten to cocky again and taunted the animals at the other sides of the cages. Alya’s father heard it and ordered him out of the enclosure. Though his frustration and anger caused him to get akumatized again. He still had animal related abilities but now he was “Animal Tamer”. He turned others onto animals.

So far some of her classmates had been changed. Kim, the cause of all this mess, had been turned into a monkey. Juleka into a crow, Chloe into a poodle, Ivan was changed into a small bear, and Alix into a rabbit. Though they were with someone so no need to worry about them. Right now Marinette’s top priority was to the akumatized object and cast the miraculous cure.

At first everything was going according to plan. Animal Tamer had taken the bait and they were now near the Eiffel Tower. She had casted her lucky charm e few minutes earlier but she was running out of time. Animal Tamer saw her in a rush and called back up. Soon different species of animals were surrounding her. Grabbing her yo-yo she sung away but the akuma managed to blast her when she landed on a roof.

One second she lands on her two feet the next she looks down, and now she’s covered in fur? She was turned into a cat... great. She was smaller that she usually was and had four feet. Her body now covered in fur was a color that almost resembled her hair color and her ears had two different colord patches which she guessed was there in place or her earrings. Her earrings!

She couldn’t exactly feel her ears so she tried calling out for Tikki. “Meow.” Damit. She was a cat now. All she could do was meow and make other kitten sounds. Funny, even as a cat she was still very tiny. Tikki popped up in front of her with her earrings in her hands.

“Marinette, I know what to do. Get down from here and I’ll go to master fu and see what he can do. I think mister bug might be back in commission. Though we’ll need to get you to the masters later and we’ll also have to find the previous lucky charm. But for now try to get down from here.” Before Marinette could do anything Tikki flew away as fast as she could.

Carefully and slowly she made her way back to the bottom on the ground. She wished she had seen the animals around the area because before she knew it she was running away from poodle Chloe. She though Chloe was annoying as herself in human form but animal Chloe’s barking and yapping was driving her crazy. She reached Le Gran Paris Hotel.

She must have been terrified at the moment because near the lobby she jumped on a tall table where a boy around her age was sitting reading a book. Sabrina came in rushing behind Chloe and trying to pull her back as she started babbling an apology. “I’m so sorry, I thought I had her under control. It’ll never happen again. I’m sorry.” Chloe felt Sabrina loosen her hold on her and leaped forward towards Marinette.

Though the boy in the chair had faster reflexes and picked her up seconds before Chloe could get her paws on her. “I suggest that you gain control of your pet.” For a boy around their age his voice was stern.

Getting hold of Chloes neck again Sabrina continued apologizing until she finally bribed Chloe with shoes. Marinette let out a relieved ‘meow’ and let her ears fall down flat on her head. The boy was still holding her but he looked like he was looking for something. “You don’t seem to have a collar, a basic indication of a stray. I doubt you’d survive with living in these streets with owners who have no control over their own pets. I suppose I should take care of you. Let’s go inform father.”

‘You seem to be a natural at this. Do you go around adopting random strays all the time?’ She thought. But she couldn’t think of that. She had to get away from him and get somewhere where tikki could find her. The kid had her tucked in his side and didn’t seem to budge no matter how many times she would try to kick him. Going into what she guessed was his father’s hotel room they met with a strict tall business man. ‘So this is your dad. Good luck on trying to convince him to let you keep a stray cat.’

Bruce looked up at his son and down at the kitten hidden under his arms and let out a tired sigh. Pinching the bridge of this node he said, “Damian we’ve talked about this. You can’t keep it.”

“Father, first off she is not a ‘it’. And she is a stray, she won’t survive with the way the owners here controll their animals.”

“You can’t keep her. End of discussion.” Looks like he was getting a bit frustrated with him.

“You kept Todd. I get to keep her.”

‘Seriously kid, just back down. He’s your dad.’

Narrowing his eyes he started at his son. “Damian don’t talk about your brother like that. And if I let you keep her, will this be the last one?” In return Damian answered him with a nod.

“Now father if you’ll excuse me I have to go get some supplies for her.” He was ready to leave when Bruce stopped him.

“Damian be careful, and remember we will be leaving later today.”

Damian nodded then left. While he was walking Marinette tried to process what was happening. So she was this kids cat now and they were leaving Paris today. This is the worst day in the history of her life as of now. Damian had gotten her a simple collar. Since her fur was dark he got her a light color so for the it to be visible. He also learned very quickly that she didn’t eat cat food. He tried giving her some food at a part but she wouldn’t eat it. So he gave her food considered human food which of course she ate.

Damian had left her for a bit while she finished eating. That was when tikki found her. “Marinette! I’m so glad I found you! Mister bug already defeated the akuma but we are trying to find your lucky charm so you can change back into your original form. Hold on for a bit longer ok?”

“Meow”

“Right I’ll be back. Take care!”

She tried to race after her but felt a tug at her harness. ‘He’s back’.

“Let’s go, father is waiting for us.” Damian noticed how she wasn’t moving so he just picked her up much to her dislike. They made it back to the hotel and Damian made his way back to his room. He placed her on the bed and packed up his clothes and her harness. There was no point in running away, he had closed all the windows and doors and he had even placed a tracker in her collar.

His father called him to his room to say his goodbye to the mayor for treating them well, even if it was because of their status. Tikki came in through the window and she looked worried. “Marinette I heard what was happening, don’t worry we haven’t found the lucky charm but we will. And I know where your going, we can get Kaalki to get you back here and change you back. Ok?”

At this point Marinette was just tired so all she did was nod and lay her head down. Tikki sighed at her chosen and tried to comfort her but heard footsteps coming so she quickly phased back through the glass window.

Damian came through the doors and picked her up and placed her in his jacket and made his way to the lobby. Outside his father and a taxi were waiting for them. “I have already called the airlines and told them about the extra cargo. Since you haven’t gotten her a cage yet they will allow you to take her if you make sure you hold her and manage to keep her under control while on the air. Understood?”

Damian had looked down at her for a moment then looked up at his father and nodded. She hasn’t given him trouble while she was with him, while she proved to be energetic she was also very calm with him. A few hours later they were at the airport and after what felt like a nother few hours they were finally on the plane. She had taken a nap on the plane ride which made it incredibly hard for Damian to move because he didn’t want to wake her up.

Hours later she woke up and panicked. This wasn’t her room, were was she. Oh right she was a cat adopted by some stranger. That wasn’t creepy or crazy at all. She might as well get used to her new life. Master fu must have used something to make it appear like she didn’t just disappear. She felt a pair of hands scratching her behind her ears.

“You know we haven’t picked out a name for you yet.” Marinette sat up and faced him. He was sitting on his bed sketching. “Let’s figure that out. How about Sam?” ‘Hiss’ “No? What about Nala?” What is this the Lion king. ‘Hiss’. “Ok what about... Nette or Netti? That’s kinda original right?” ‘Well it’s the closest you’ve gotten, ‘Meow’.

“Ok then. Netti it is.”

Days went on and Marinette had lost all hope. Maybe she was going to stay in as a for the. Honestly she was starting to except it. She learned that Damian, even though most of the time a brat, he also needed someone to vent to. He had a hard time making friends and had a harder time understanding how to be a “normal” 13 year old. Though she had a hard time understanding him. Language barrier damit. Yet she picked up on the basics and when Damian would read a book she would try to read over his shoulder and she was getting better at understanding it. His words for his age were considered more complex, not of an average 13 year old.

Sometimes he said that he considered her his voice of reason. When he was doing something stupid all she did was lay her ears flat and lightly shake her head at him and he would stop. When he was feeling down though he wouldn’t say it she would purr on his head and that would soothe him. He also introduced her to Titus which she adored. He was a giant compared to her but he was a big teddy bear. When he little paws would get tired he would pick her up like a mama cat with her kitten and carry her somewhere comfortable to rest. And they were both surprisingly energetic so they would play together.

It was past midnight and Marinette was sleeping when a bright light had woken her up. Tikki and Kaalki had emerged from the light. Guessing that they hadn’t see Damian because Tikki quite loudly said, “Marinette come on we can change you back now. Master fu is wa-.” Tikki froze when she saw Damian standing there staring at them.

“What are you? What are you doing here?” He asked, his voice was dangerously calm.

It took Tikki a lot more time than she thought to explain what was happening and what happened to Marinette. In the end Damian wasn’t sure how any on this was real.

“Prove it, prove I’m not dreaming then and change her back. She’s a cat not a person.” Before he knew it ladybug’s where surrounding Marinette and changed her back. To which she was more than great full.

Hugging herself she looked back at Damian who was ready to pass out. “Shh you can’t tell anyone about this.” Her whispering came out as more of a hiss.

Damian mimicking her tone replied, “How do you not expect me to have a reaction? I thought you were a cat for weeks. You lived with me as a cat for weeks! What th-“

“Don’t finish that sentence I already had to listen to you cuss multiple times without saying anything. And I couldn’t tell you I was a person because I was a cat!” He looked down at the floor with a glare displayed on his face. He slided down to the floor.

Marinette hesitantly made her way towards him and sat down next to him. They stayed quiet for a moment until she broke the silence. “You know all of this aside, we can still be friends. I noticed how hard it is for you to make friends, you vented a lot.” A small smile made her way towards her lips when he gave her an annoyed glare but it quickly fell Because he knew she was right. And she was the reason why he didn’t make many idiotic decisions.

He stood up and walked up to his desk. “Do you have a number I can talk to you from?” He sighed out in defeat and gave her a piece of paper and a pencil. She took them and wrote down her phone number on it and gave it back to him when she was done. They both stood awkward silence for a second. Marinette extended her hand to him, she had learned that he wasn’t an affectionate person. Damian shook her hand slightly and let it go. She made her way to were Tikki and Kaalki we’re waiting. Before she stepped into the portal she looked back at Damian.

“Thank you Damian.”

“Your welcome, Netti?” He wasn’t sure that was her actual name so that last part was more of a question.

She let out a small giggle, “it’s Marinette actually. Goodbye”

“Goodbye Marinette.”

Once Marinette had stepped into the portal and closed it. He knew it was the appropriate time to pass out.

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[shnowbilicat]

Practice stuff featuring Best Purple Boi

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Wanna know something? I never warm up or do practice, ever owo

Today however I tried to at least TRY to do SOMETHING

... which ended up in me drawing some freaking good stuff at the end so I thought I'd share X'D

Awesome AMV that I stole the screenshots from. GO AND SEND THEM ALL THE LOVE!!!

At first I wanted to practice some anatomy, I thought about taking some screenshots from the male protag in an anime I was watching some time ago, but sadly there was only one time we kinda see his full body and taking it as a reference was not that fruitful, and tbh I still hate anatomy so much cuz I just can't really draw a body dynamic without also trying to always remind myself to make it look ''''''''realistic'''''''' :'DD

So I tried to sketch some expressions and use some Dream SMP AMVs as references, it worked better, but I got frustrated that my style just ain't working that much with the expressions I tried to draw so I just gave up and took screenshots from two frames in an AMV, traced them to get a feel for how the FUCK I would draw expressions like these and then used both trace and screenshots as references, which worked wonders and was also more fun.

At the very end I also lined n colord the second sketch and tried out some colors to shade with, cuz god damn it, everytime I see artists get on other artists' case about using black to shade I'm just sitting here, thinking 'Well, SHOW ME HOW TO SHADE THEN MOTHERFLUFFER instead of just leaving right after MMMMMMMGGGH' :'3

I also know what a hot button topic tracing, and to an extend referncing is, but tbh for practice's sake, who the fuck cares? I personally work better if I trace things, because then I know how I would place and draw the lines in reference to other people's work, while automatically doing it in my style

also i wanna try getting better without random people giving me anxiety attacks and not even trying to THINK about usingother peoplez' work as references thxxx

I really love how this last piece just became a thing, so I thought uploading it on its own would do it gud oWo

It's not every day that I randomly draw something amazing, okay?! X'D

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Untitled Poem # 8648

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my ear thy loue, where,  what should elide your substantial  fuel, And nerve-twitched  him on the ranged my self-substantial  fuel, heart would stands; for lifes apples  lyke yong bloome, but had gone, and bare! making on  their motion, the hills, and life,  her hand: cleave him did  he peek or piece of 

the lawful wail of  midnight, breaking heart a leap;  on which three; and I from you,  ware not me? Because the  sweet cordialls passed then enuy or to the  colord flow; now from her happy hath  his garden, a long, and lustes  impure, with a  hole in all hips the 

cried; ‘Forbear,’ the  lovers between a girl  who keep the sun flames of thy  foot can stint nor is it (for love,  Lucent Arno-vale” Same lofty be. wiser think of  merimake. the fayre Idea of yoursels  asunder; but, when he  says, she nothing. My bought offend.  S height we knowledge 

he crew of earth nor  rues my horse drew him blazing to  your own rose-garden grew so  wet stone. In a mirror, darkly on the  secret to leaves her on you  here?) “To hatched a vulture than I loved  but this lyke dying eyes, o heauen to  deceiver? On lips, and  the comes the 

eyes vnwares with  Bab-o lest we possesse now  Ill not sow or give you the  threshold of pleasure and for shall turn  to flute would awake at all lay in, trusty guyde,  and right, since I durst in field, through a  groan, more shall dance of some do it. We  prized it with twincle  of byrds by beating, and 

I to fyre; how  comes you had such a debt to  place, and setled soul, and sea,  and now forget, may recording  it, for the windy sight; but  it is with Cassiopeia, or  twice she loot the dark” with  anemonies into  an empty 

[old-hallowmas]

October - “The Shepherd’s Calendar” by John Clare

Nature now spreads around in dreary hue

A pall to cover all that summer knew

Yet in the poets solitary way

Some pleasing objects for his praise delay

Somthing that makes him pause and turn again

As every trifle will his eye detain

The free horse rustling through the stubble land

And bawling herd boy with his motly band

Of hogs and sheep and cows who feed their fill

Oer cleard fields rambling where so ere they will

The geese flock gabbling in the splashy fields

And quaking ducks in pondweeds half conseald

Or seeking worms along the homclose sward

Right glad of freedom from the prison yard

While every cart rut dribbles its low tide

And every hollow splashing sports provide

The hedger stopping gaps wi pointed bough

Made by intruding horse and blundering cow

The milk maid tripping on her morning way

And fodderers oft tho early cutting hay

Dropping the littering forkfulls from his back

Side where the thorn fence circles round the stack

The cotter journying wi his noisev swine

Along the wood side where the brambles twine

Shaking from dinted cups the acorns brown

And from the hedges red awes dashing down

And nutters rustling in the yellow woods

Scaring from their snug lairs the pheasant broods

And squirrels secret toils oer winter dreams

Picking the brown nuts from the yellow beams

And hunters from the thickets avenue

In scarlet jackets startling on the view

Skiming a moment oer the russet plain

Then hiding in the colord woods again

The ploping guns sharp momentary shock

Which eccho bustles from her cave to mock

The sticking groups in many a ragged set

Brushing the woods their harmless loads to get

And gipseys camps in some snug shelterd nook

Where old lane hedges like the pasture brook

Run crooking as they will by wood and dell

In such lone spots these wild wood roamers dwell

On commons where no farmers claims appear

Nor tyrant justice rides to interfere

Such the abodes neath hedge or spreading oak

And but discovered by its curling smoak

Puffing and peeping up as wills the breeze

Between the branches of the colord trees

Such are the pictures that october yields

To please the poet as he walks the fields

Oft dames in faded cloak of red or grey

Loiters along the mornings dripping way

Wi wicker basket on their witherd arms

Searching the hedges of home close or farms

Where brashy elder trees to autum fade

Each cotters mossy hut and garden shade

Whose glossy berrys picturesquly weaves

Their swathy bunches mid the yellow leaves

Where the pert sparrow stains his little bill

And tutling robin picks his meals at will

Black ripening to the wan suns misty ray

Here the industrious huswives wend their way

Pulling the brittle branches carefull down

And hawking loads of berrys to the town

Wi unpretending skill yet half divine

To press and make their eldern berry wine

That bottld up becomes a rousing charm

To kindle winters icy bosom warm

That wi its merry partner nut brown beer

Makes up the peasants christmass keeping cheer

While nature like fair woman in decay

Which pale consumption hourly wastes away

Upon her waining features pale and chill

Wears dreams of beauty that seem lovely still

Among the heath furze still delights to dwell

Quaking as if with cold the harvest bell

The mushroom buttons each moist morning brings

Like spots of snow in the green tawney rings

And fuzz balls swelld like bladders in the grass

Which oft the merry laughing milking lass

Will stoop to gather in her sportive airs

And slive in mimickd fondness unawares

To smut the brown cheek of the teazing swain

Wi the black powder which their balls contain

Who feigns offence at first that love may speed

Then charms a kiss to recompence the deed

The flying clouds urged on in swiftest pace

Like living things as if they runned a race

The winds that oer each coming tempest broods

Waking like spirits in their startling moods

Fluttering the sear leaves on the blasting lea

That litters under every fading tree

And pausing oft as falls the pattering rain

Then gathering strength and twirling them again

The startld stockdove hurried wizzing bye

As the still hawk hangs oer him in the sky

Crows from the oak trees qawking as they spring

Dashing the acorns down wi beating wing

Waking the woodlands sleep in noises low

Pattring on crimpt brakes withering brown below

While from their hollow nest the squirrels (pop)

Adown the tree to pick them as they drop

The starnel crowds that dim the muddy light

The crows and jackdaws flapping home at night

And puddock circling round its lazy flight

Round the wild sweeing wood in motion slow

Before it perches on the oaks below

And hugh black beetles revelling alone

In the dull evening with their heavy drone

Buzzing from barn door straw and hovel sides

Where fodderd cattle from the night abides

These pictures linger thro the shortning day

And cheer the lone bards mellancholy way

And now and then a solitary boy

Journeying and muttering oer his dreams of joy

[kiichilog]

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[libidomechanica]

That’s dead

That’s dead. The great it be account hereafter years) till once vouchsafe my passion of tax and pulses with slouch animals: an old aunt, beside a middle hath lesser make, delighten, must

seventh day came to pot, till the foam— the after heart though his mother. Was not yet still cut strangled minutes after louely crew: and with penance beach, with trust and greeding cockatiels— clutch of muscle, lopsided, Were reader of our al thou leave meanings. mute. And through the Rose shall bleeding the moon colord flow; now, when she least in that dawn are twirls. What are not yet. Having. Hold till I gaze on you too sore my soul that matters find it rain setting on it thee; and with his shirt sours my ways the palm and thread most rauisht quit here breast which her this, that’s bitter spend ye. For love thee, to be surprise the hill, with one so, then most manifold. Without the burning, so much talk’d bad French he passenger, and darkened by my eclipse that blessing-room: it stop with mop and blow, burst intellect salámán, who threw him gaudy toys to pass now that might shall appear’d to owe it to vtter fire the

mellow crost by some goodly bosom of a wild and round himself, mum’s the fashion and ruby stone in all fruit, blossom’d bean, where such a light befall the whole of Kings— (glory the dreary, say I’m grow mad, the captyued hart lou’d and tropic shade of air, still elsewhere do you believed, or word she wondering was scared of hell, white! As he sigh to climb, and to thing had he be, and disguise of my spirit doth, it must bear trusty god of every part: remained to hint the skin like Melissa: and ask’d no less, priest and deem’d as to perish.

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2023.10.14 栗駒山 Mt.Kurikoma

神の絨毯 God’s　carpet