#you meed to calm down

[it-might-go-on-forever]

Don’t call me crazy… but I’m 100% positive that Taylor is gonna be dropping the remaining 4 Taylor’s Version re-records within the next 5 months. She’s not going on a tour called “the eras tour” for no reason… midnights is a record breaking album, she very easily could have sold out a “Midnights tour” with no problem… the eras tour is going to be promoting her re-recorded catalog. I would literally bet my life savings on this theory…

@taylorswift @taylornation

[banannasposts]

I don't like this rising mistrust in news media. I understand some complaints, but i also feel like people just don't understand how they work, 'cause they expect news media to act the same way their favorite YouTuber or some other random online people do. They do not understand the difference between opinion and facts. YouTubers usually do not make that difference explicit when talking about something so i understand the confusion, but credible news media do differentiate between those two, opinion pieces will be displayed as such.

For example what i have noticed is that whenever i see reporting about Gaza people in the comments are complaining about the news article not calling what's happening a "genocide". The facts are that a genocide is a legal term in international law and no credible news media will call it that till the ICJ has officially declared it a genocide. That just how journalism works.

[signed-loni]

Sal with a super anxious gf? 👉👈

YESSSS??? Tysm for requesting anon! Enjoy 😼

(@/Spooky_draws_ on ig!)

🎭Knows what its like

🎭If he sees you fiddling or anything like that, he’s quick to calm you down

🎭Panic attacks? He knows what to do

🎭Immediately helps you breathe and tells you everything is ok

🎭Youre overthinking? Reassures you constantly, always reminding you he loves you, and would never leave you

🎭He knows when your worrying

🎭If he ever goes out to ghost hunt, he knows to bring his walkie talkie with him because he knows your gonna ask him frequently if he’s ok

🎭Its not that you don’t trust him to take care of himself, its just you know that ghost hunting is dangerous, and scary.

🎭You dont want to lose him

🎭Whenever you guys go out in public, hes quick to hold your hand because he knows how you get in public spaces

🎭Lots of people around, a lot of noises, to much going on, he makes sure to pull you aside at least once to make sure you’re okay

🎭Knows how you show you’re uncomfortable, so if he sees you start to fiddle, breaking eye contact, not sitting still, he’s quick to get you out of the situation

🎭When you cant fall asleep due to thw constant worrying, you know you can always call him over, and he’ll cuddle you u til you fall asleep, whispering sweet nothings imto your ear to help you

🎭When you cant concentrate, he helps you stay on track, such as when you’re in class, or having a conversation with him, or someone else.

🎭If youre ever feeling restless or on edge, he knows that he needs to remind you to rest, and that you meed it. Tells you to take a break and asks you to just lay with him for a while

🎭Overall, sal has best boyfriend services :)

A/N: sorry it was short, ive been absent from school for like a week and i have so much homework its crazy😭😭 hope u enjoyed tho ^^

[my3rzs]

could i have a xavier thorpe request with an established relationship and the reader gets injured by the hyde or during the fight with crackstone? Thank you im just a sucker for angst.

KEEP YOU SAFE | x.t x fem!reader

summary: after getting a fight with xavier, you get injured

notice: she/her pronouns, swearing, reader gets hurt, overprotective xavier? bianca and xavier were never together, bianca is not a bully in here (i think thats all)

pairing: xavier thorpe x reader

a/n: i spent maybe 5 mins brainstorming abt the summary :’), but reblogs would help and im literally too embarrassed to read this so i could proofread it but enjoy lol, but check the hashtag #xavizgirl so you can see all my works there ahaha

you and xavier had a fight last week and you haven’t talked to him ever since because he was jealous of a guy he saw you walking to class with,

though it was really stupid, you have to admit you did miss him a lot, you missed his stupid face, how he peppered you with kisses, how he handed you paintings of yourself or one of your favorite things you told him about, cuddling with him almost every night, you just miss him in general.

“hey, do you wanna hang out today? maybe go shopping?” bianca asks

you were too busy staring at a picture with xavier and you in it,

“huh?” you asked cluelessly as you heard muffled noises from her mouth

“let me guess, xavier? you’ve been ranting about the fight between you two for about a week, ya know?” the siren stated

“he’s just so stupid, he didn’t even let me finish what i was trying to say after he pulled me off the fucking guy!” you explained

“well, maybe you should just try confronting the boy. who knows you two just need to talk?” she answers

“well maybe i could do that, but what am i gonna say to him? it’s gonna be so awkward” you whined

“just explain how you’ve been feeling about the fight, how you barely know the guy, and stuff, but it has to be sincere and it has to come from your heart” she advised

“i’ll try my best, thank you bianca, i really owe you for this one okay?” you gave her a smile

“goodluck, y/n!” she gave you a thumbs up

-

you pulled out your phone go text xavier,,

y/n: hey can we talk?

xay: uh sure? why?

y/n: can we plz just talk

xay: ok, when and where

y/n: like rn, and maybe our spot in the woods

xay: ok be there rn

you hearted his message and put your cellphone into your pocket, you were walking in the forest so that you could meed up with xavier and make things right until a large, hairy, grey, big eyes, bloodshot monster stumbled you over, it looked like a beast or some sort of creature. it trapped you and before you knew it, it’s claw’s scratched your skin through your clothes twice and you were a literal bleeding mess. you tried to run as fast as you could and tried to grab your phone so that you could call an ambulance or xavier but realized you have dropped it while running, and that was all you remembered.

xavier was still waiting for you and he was starting to get impatient and think he was getting pranked, he has texted you nonstop and sent you calls but it kept going to voicemail, eventually.. he gave up and tried to go back to nevemore but he saw your unconscious body and you were bleeding.

“y/n? what the fuck!” he screamed as he saw you

“everything’s gonna be fine, everything’s gonna be fine” he said running to your body panicking and immediately called the ambulance

once they have arrived they took you into the truck, while xavier was so awfully worried and kept blaming himself while pacing, bianca and ajax walked up to him and asked what happened,

“it’s y/n.. she got fucking attacked!” the artist cursed

“hey, it’s gonna be alright, okay? the nurses and doctors are gonna make sure she’s gonna make it” ajax calms him down

“and besides, we can also visit her. dont worry, we’re all here for you xavier” the siren added

it has been 3 weeks and you still haven’t woken up, xavier was so stressed, his lips are so dry, he looked like he hasn’t eaten in about a week, and he has very dark eye bags, it was the weekend and he decided to go visit you.

he opened the door and saw that you still haven’t woken up, he sighed and put one of his letters on the table.

“i miss you” he muttered while grabbing your cold hands

“it’s all my fault” the blonde boy sighs

you opened your eyes slowly and saw him tearing up a bit, “xavi..?” you say

“y/n! you’re awake!” he looked up and saw that you were awake so he quickly wiped his tears with his sleeve.

“were you crying, xavi?” you asked and tried to sit up and but felt a pain in your stomach and hissed in pain,,

“fuck!” you cried

“hey, hey, hey, the doctors say your stomach is still not okay, so they don’t recommend sitting for now, yeah? but they say it will heal a bit fast, so you’re gonna be okay, alright?” he dodged your question

“xavi.. you’re ignoring my question” you gave him a frown

“i’m not crying, silly. and even if i was it wouldn’t matter, we need to focus on you right now, bubs” he points to you

“and i kinda want to apologize, for you know.. being jealous and overprotective, i’m the reason you got here..” he says

“don’t blame yourself, i should’ve waited for the next day” you chucked reaching out for his hand

he held your hand and kissed your forehead, “i won’t let anything happen to you, i promise i’m gonna keep you safe, okay?” he assured

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i didnt know how to end this and got lazy ahahaha

[shirleyjblythe]

Stare at your Walter regularly! I know you’re working on other things but sometime if you have any little!Walter’s I’d love to see it. Thank you

I think this is as young as I’ve gone with Walter. This was an expression exercise for school and this is supposed to be after the fight with Dan Reese. My reference point was:

Walter did not stay for any conqueror’s meed. He sprang over the fence and rushed down the spruce hill to Rainbow Valley. He felt none of the victor’s joy, but he felt a certain calm satisfaction in duty done and honour avenged—mingled with a sickish qualm when he thought of Dan’s gory nose. It had been so ugly, and Walter hated ugliness. Also, he began to realize that he himself was somewhat sore and battered up. His lip was cut and swollen and one eye felt very strange.

Rainbow Valley by L. M. Montgomery

[cyberkunizz]

ೃ⁀➷ ‘Cause im the right one!

|| Cuddling positions with ZB1 hyung line ||

warnings: mentions of food, mentions of stress/overworking, implied fem!reader in taerae’s part.

a/n: title from: Touch-Tone Telephone by Lemon Demon!

Not a request, maknae line ver. will be posted soon!

KIM JIWOONG ┊김지웅┊

• i just know he would love to be the big spoon!!

• he would love to pepper you with soft kisses to your temple while telling you how lucky he is to have you.

• if you wake up from a nightmare he will slowly rub your thigh as a sign he’s always here for you and would keep telling and assuring you he will never leave your side.

• would whisper you stuff like

“it’s okay darling, it was just a bad dream. but im here, i will always be here for you”

• while slowly wiping and kissing your tears away :(

SUNG HANBIN ┊성한빈┊

• he LOVES holding your hand while you’re both cuddling, it makes him feel safe.

• he would share his headphones with you while yall are cuddling and listening to music, leading to both if you falling asleep while your shared playlist is playing.

• if you wake up from a nightmare and he sees you he would hold you and whisper “its okay baby, im here for you. you’re good now, ill take care of you.” while slowly making you sit up so he can go and make you some snacks or some hot chocolate to calm you down!!

• he would love stealing small sweet pecks from you when you don’t expect it and it makes u giggle every time, making him flash you a big smile in response

ZHANG HAO ┊章昊 / 장하오┊

• he loves falling asleep on you, especially if he’s had a bad and tiresome day. :(

• would love when you play with his hair while u both whisper sweet nothings to each other.

• definitely the little spoon, but it turns out a bit awkward bc he’s probably taller than you, but he is, on rare occasions, the big spoon. when you feel sad and meed comfort he will big spoon you in his arms and tell you it’s all going to be okay.

• “ it’s okay dear, it will be fine. i’m here for you, and always will. i’ll always be by your side.” :(

SEOK MATTHEW ┊석매튜┊

• absolutely adores big spooning you while slowly untangling your hair and rubbing slow circles into your back with his thumb.

• if you aren’t feeling well he will gladly skip his gym night session and stay with you at home, comforting you and stealing soft kisses.

• if you text him asking when is he getting back home bc you are sad/aren’t feeling well, expect him to be home with your favorite food/drinks, a plushie and some flowers <3

• your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of your boyfriend, Matthew, unlocking the door and softly calling out for you “baby, i’m home! i bought you a little something”. a big soft smile made its way on his face the moment he saw you retrieving from the room :)

KIM TAERAE ┊김태래┊

• he ADORES falling asleep in your arms while you play with his hair and talk about randoms things, he honestly just loves being close to you in any way.

• if he notices you’ve had a tiresomely day, he will gladly big spoon you and cuddle you to sleep, he loves you more than anything and isn’t afraid to show you he cares about you.

• if you’re not feeling well because of your period cramps and you tell him, he’s going to drop everything he’s doing only to go home and take care of you. he’s going to buy you anything you need, pads/tampons, tissues, snacks, drinks, anything you need he will bring!

•he is always happy to be alongside you and help you, no matter what!

“Don't worry, love, i’m always here for you. Please rest a bit until i come back up, ‘kay?” were the last words you heard from him as he went down, on his way to bring you some of your favorite snacks <3

© cyberkunizz 2023. all rights reserved. do not copy, repost, translate, modify, or claim any of my writing as yours.

[joliackermann]

DoomfistxReader headcanons

Said I was gonna do these at some point; here they are!

-Will always hug you from behind and rest his head on top of yours

-Will buy you anything you want

-Will do anything to make your life easier

-Half the clothes in your closet are his and they are very oversized. He thinks you look really cute in them and he is willing to give up half his closet for you

-Will kill for you

-In return, you would kill for him too

-Overprotective boyfriend uwu

-Enjoys spending time with you, but also understands that sometimes, you need a bit of time for yourself and he respects this

-Will gladly meed your parents! And for some reason, parents really seem to love him!

-Enjoys having you in his office when hes working since your presence is calming him down

-When coming back from a mission, you are the first person he wants to see

-Although you are the most important person in his life, work is and will always be his first priority

[paigebueckersmommy]

YOU GUYS DONT REALIZE THE THINGS THIS PICTURE PUT ME THROUGH PAIGE MEEDS TO CALM DOWN IM OVULATING

[ninjastormhawkkat]

The Fall of Fair City - Chapter 15

Dr. Two Brains did a double take at seeing the reflection of his old self staring at him back in the mirror. He rubbed his eyes with his hands and shook his head a bit, trying to regain his composure. "So Professor Goody-goody is back again huh. I haven't talked with you in a long time." Two Brains calmed himself down. He felt silly being startled at seeing his good side pop up again through a reflective surface. He hadn't seen that side much in a couple of years ever since his accident. Despite what people thought. The accident that caused him to fuse with Squeaky didn't create another person inhabiting the body of Steven Boxleitner. It had actually split his mind and soul into two sides of the same coin, with the good one being represented by Steven and the evil side being represented by Dr. Two Brains and far more dominant than his good one. "Well I am back." Steven responded with a shrug. Two Brains almost expected a but after that last word, but Steven did not respond further, just stared at him. He ignored the shadowed look Steven was having, quickly assuming it to be a trick of the light. "What brings you back now, trying again to make a futile plea for me to give up my life of crime and go back to my old boring life." Dr. Two Brains remarked sarcastically with a roll of his eyes. This is what would usually happen when his good side appeared. He would beg and plead with Two Brains to stop ruining his good name, to give him back control and to be free of the cheese obsessions. Two Brains of course would taunt and ignore him, he liked the villain life he has, with some minor issues of course. They really argued back and forth about their body's moral compass. The only thing those two sides ever agreed on was Becky. Besides rest and relaxation periods, Becky's well being and happiness were the only times the good and evil sides of Two Brains merged in order for her emotional and physical meeds being met. They would also never have their arguments in front of her. Neither side would ever get over that haunting and scared look she gave them when both sides first fought for control. Two Brains never wanted this daughter too look at him with such fear ever again. "Actually the reason I'm here is to mainly criticize your work skills as a villain." Steven responded with a sassy tone. Dr. Two Brains scoffed. "MY skills! I'll have you know buster I'm still the top villain around here. I'm still at the top of my game." Two Brains was really offended at Steven's remarks. How dare this goody goody side of his dare and try to critique HIS villainy. Steven snorted as if he heard a funny joke, further irritating the mad scientist. "Not from where I standing Dr. Two Brains. You have become more lazy and predictable ever since the day of the accident. You claim to be proud of your "reputation" as a top villain, but you haven't dealt with that slander the news broadcasted this morning for the whole city to see." Steven spoke in a scolding, lecture tone. "Why should I care what this city thinks of me? These people are gullible and moronic. They will forget about it soon." Two Brains responded with a roll of his eyes. Steven frowned, very unhappy with the mouse man's response. A sharp, but brief pain shot through Two Brains head as he immediately clutched the side where the impromptu headache came from. "This is why you should exactly care Two Brains!" Steven spoke with an dark and angry tone. His expression appearing more menacing than what would be normal for the good and kind hearted professor. "You let those morons at your old work use you like a guinea pig, allowing those ignoramus neanderthal police force to entrap you in a cage of tension, being afraid to even go out and commit a useless cheese because of some dimwitted law enforcement breathing down your neck." Two Brains clutched his ears. He didn't know what was worse, the return od his headache on full blast or Steven's yelling. He could no longer feel Squeaky's presence, only Steven's, but this time he couldn't tell the difference. @melodythebunny @dualnaturedscientist

[greatwesternrailway]

you meed to calm down is probably my least fav taylor swift song, but it is very good for singing to a puppy who absolutely refuses to chill tf out and go to sleep

[libidomechanica]

From him escapt away

A Meredith sonnet sequence

               1

The frequent model; and that loue we weighing   ruth. Well—but, artists! And being earth   haue fedd. Vain—in vain, and when, at last, to fold, birds of Spain. ’Clock till full, if you calme the tyde, and turning sun. Down on you, Mother,   rise a grave, the sands, and the obscene   and the king commands us, and Pity fell on Juan answering in respecting, as o’er his journey … that I burne much talk’d   out in the able spirit-room, and all   its charms, or heated so. If you will. High on the departed deare. As Albion waits on spray, which was no light. Thus hoping   their souls to pine, I thought, nor wife, so that   ye may think of it, lovers, yet are the great danger. When it is the mid-day sun.

               2

By many, and no wife, even as a   dying lamp, a falling one, that is rank   before, and will have to gore, as is a strange goddess when a holiday upon the better than myself a welcome short   a lease, dost thou free yielded too, and with   his hard t’ atchiue and dire events, as dry combustious magnanimity of sound she are beyond mortal eyes; thou, that   better cause vniustly paynefull speech out   to herds. Why not now? For it no form delivers to the spikes, and swore he barks, my sonne how great song force, beneath her lee. Sighs   for a kiss a heart. Betty a drunken   brain, shrinking. The starts, like the very part as he sits her scorpions—stifled with.

               3

For by thy breast. Sweet Communion to deuouring   storme that can we say t’ excuse this   a woman, or some corpse, from life that Ill may will fall. Are sunk the ship gave a proud loue, I burne in love, silent night and who   should fear: and thought to continuance. The   goodly tempest after long storm it visits to her breast upon them like the bride- cake the heaveth up his hart: with my unripe   years; they did precedent of so sweet   boy, and one sweet, that heart’s bloodier in battles both you too be with a feeling, and sharp knife: it kills without all in haste   unfortunately ships go on To Phoebus   promise did her who wounds, whose sinewy neck in battles both pure ignorance.

               4

Where all the noyous day by day, for with his   fill, flyes back doth raine, prepare your loving   nuns, that a curse! Was his fancy ever newly strong in his bootless chastity, love-lacking of a fruitful on occasion:   but to lose the night shows she runs apace   mourns not he; when Aurora leades out some low rock or she with strife thoroughly inconsisted of loue; that echoes   answer, ’ I said, she falling trips, and now   he fled astray. And broider thee with stone, shall no more endure to the multitude, a thousand arrowes of duetie to depriue   remembering, and, ere she feeds, yet a boy   I sought it a good dealing; which for me: but came the cutter quick glance at his blood.

               5

Let not on earth; for shame obscure and glimmers   in the mare. A fool to plead for thy   meed a thousand double wrong when the priests, lover! Shawl, like dying chips, o’er what she graunt me time with missiles of thought flower.   In his lull’d even now to tie the rest   creature were left the heavy sounded on one floating dais before it selfe to see one’s native stream of your elastic case,   still such, and leathern rein! Where when the after   than her lay, to take bread wet through cast together; celts and kings whose full pitious souls shall burn upon the set sun; short upper   lip—sweet lips, and the firmer Will to   carry me away! Me to enuy or to wonder if April would die forsworn.

               6

Yet shining star doth crystal shell, yet for   his compeers by night, who was thy fiery   tears, when they that in one minute seemes his fate; and lonely, when and never four such loue inspire with sleep. When they that   is our hapless crew; and evening must stayre   fals lowest: for one repose, artful to no purpose of thee, but now I will breakers, others ayde: and in my brain to dust,   and most of poesy! Against the wave—o,   Love! Love liv’d, sun and move, and of her humour, and the ghosts are left the road waking. And in mad trance awake, they woke the pleasure   quaff’d, according tone, which, on eternal   Hunger sits, but he is waking. And euery rash behold them away; my face?

               7

And being tam’d with diuersly my trouble?   The great success. Thou hast leave his young Spring,   the steam of Zoe’s cookery no doubt, till those whom you dart into a strange tulips, sweet, O great successful search, which Heav’n,   atone for interest, which moment Juan   had none liked to Shírín the Sculptor’s Passion saw, and stones at length my father’s, whom mortal strained to these blessed with fearful steps   o’er him he leaps that made him first; but when   it seem’d to annihilation, that even a vision from the town, and yet to this, and armour hung. Of the woody dale;   and, with care, and the more loue what their beef   up from fears, and made the sweetest, their wolfish eyes. And Ocean whiles, for sinful earth,?

               8

And may it restrayned to vtter for aught   I saw in my chamber for new comers.   Some wand’ring race, or, if she Autumn were, sits upright did tremble all for the birdie’s nest, and leaps, as the world hath ended   with every kind of war and dismay:&with   our scorn of fools: reserved their queen of Denmark, for Ophelia brought from previous villain fears more gold begets. And honey   sprung up, chequer’d with mylder look aloft,   and lips each other better may surcease. That I speak to me lent. My Johnny in his heavy heart, we will perish’d; otherwhere   pure shalt have. I met her; then do the   knocker, rap, rap, the doctor’s door, and trim; how quick small hands on, searing it the knack?

               9

Disorder breeds love; sufficient bliss for   life and faine his fill, flyes back to the natural,   or sleep which doth make, the fair and serene light forth out of seasons have secured the sun; then, from thee. Yet something in my   arms. An unknown barren beach where, ’ quoth she,   sweet Death’s the snake or slow-worms riot. At you can’t say that’s in the cave, his memory in her eyes even to the mortal   stars that with people: thither like turtle   hiding is a pretty town, I recollection. And looke with rough sweet embrace. Break, break, and coal-black clouds depart and at the   boat made his eyes and teach or bribe me to   quiet, pluck down again; yet to lose their age’s prudence to pay. When look—I leave?

               10

By this: that is there did grow. I bade my   cheek, no ass so meek, now doth spred his mouth   and my brow and furrows on my spirit is to find a soul shine by night. She sayes I haue outwore the absence of men? A   people and by the stroke of twelve, or seemed   singing? Which, by scent, by taste. Since allows, and tuned it high, for them any tea, but that they both would have heard. That most assure   you did. That alone, worn out in some life   the Cretans blood replenish’d head, and by their sex, and feelings, universal, wonderment, but the knocker, rap, rap, the daily   own of love, and mark the fair hands upon   my shouldst now stand destruction can aslake. Besides her stern-frame, and lovers’ hands.

               11

And my breasts and move like darkness and pay   them shot by the morn, and half dead, without   the fact that crowded the fly pursue, still near the lesson which a young as yet a grave shown, he is so well defendant Phoebus   daunce, that then changed neuer; nor sham’d of   a virtues, paint, and backward she heart: All sunny land of lovers, old wine; and therein t was no other course to nods, and   had it been quiet. Seeing my shoulders   in mirror’d shield, her heart. Thus Juan lay an Europe, Afric, and the summer’s day gave his young bird; the kind of these thing, of Johnny,   do, where, this pony now doth rend. At   last, their happinesse, with tendrils love a sister, there had not large, was heard; the thinks!

               12

What recketh he his prison forth a corpse.   My vegetable love of her owne stedfast   mighty Mother, where is shown, while brighter that disappointed suitor gins to glow,— even as poor human heart with the raging   to burden’d sand, didst thou born idiot’s,   who, like a thing it to ruinate. To the lower region be thou art nourishment of thy hard the music we know how   ill the park: strange was the tenses I singing,   even he, of cattle throws: she to wicked men a college: he hath peace, like a wither’d ere you transforme into tears.   Before him hideth and air and wandring   dart. You must make their shines but rags. For Juan, so that even a vision of his tears.

               13

From sea plains and the disposing in his   way, to the Bee ye doe stare he red wild   receptacles work’d as if going to her selfe a prison-wall to hear my music, and he said smiling spray flies to the   Sun: for the absence of men? The dire   imaginary she doth little clock strike me dead Seasons traine and teach to sing by gladly yours? In nature it conceiue, and   not for Adonais has drunk to Antony   the sun, and Juan raised his father’s heat more than so, presence of man, and her boon, else how my life desire hath bounds, but   felt the foot of bane: while our force it   overflow the choir hails they heard they could ill consort with violence of her back.

               14

Like many carrets fine, that their compass’d   them what I hope was none, for on the   basquina and that spangled in vermilion, and statuary when one sigh behind this mintage they perish’d, loue is the   Iunipere, but by surmise, sunck, and Greek. Rose   frothy mouth recall the slave to cross the conquest, peerelesse hardiment, of Helicon whence Melody descended, to   the rudder tore away: t was the Sire   of the Eternal, while her mind; his tongue? Blood and loue is lyke yong blood, thou clear windows faintly she passion and is prest,   abhor, condemned be of sunshine when the   hill, so pale as Albion’s kingdoms three thing so caught are young old, thirst; Ah, woe is me!

               15

The owls have been much more pathetic, but   then, have your sole praises be to pay them   at once planted on me doth attyre. Arms or legs. I love to think of it, love, nor to the hard-grained Muse in yourself you hence,   forget you hence, without a moment, her   ocean-treasure frets, twixt the tresses grew Thy hopes swarm like a Jade he bring, should he have pitch’d it, and I to fyre; how litle   glory they kiss each other pour’d, omitting   even to the law of nature thou make a walk,—for whom the treads again; yet Faith stirs in her intent. That on the wave   around that Juan had got many waters,   still more, which her to the Hielands, Leezie Lindsay, my pride is prudence, without, and ball.

               16

Eat up thy charge? Into thee: the hand and   true religion: thus it was the vast and   good neighbour caves, that euer shall carry back I always burst will sacrifice: though the sobs of mine annoyes are metamorphos’d   straight, in pity would have hardly spare, till   either gods in sky, souring star through the dull palace to beholding throbs; and, after fresh again: the billowy-bosom’d   as the last peak of snow: my Italy’s   crown upon his knee, and there is Aunt Elizabeths for a moments in an open boat, those sugred lips, which knows it   is like the young, so beloved, her ruddy   cheek, now doth sit, long after bathing her cheeks; and the broken lilies afloat.

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Say, for now your worth his remember him!   All distinguish’d breath of life outwent. Or,   for revenge, compunction,—so that euer since you hide; the long as yet a young wife—a time, with purple tears, whence Melody descends   the cry of theyr meeds, I may in blood,   though he knows poor heart, which I doe praising; the plowboy is whooping—anon-anon: there lies as she weeping Muse, or lend you   doe creditors the wasted on a dunghill’s   soil,—rage, fear, hate, despised because they ran the raging mad before; if so, they strove, although faint, and where sweet please, refuse   till much to borrow; her eyes are shown the   goal, this piteous news so much brightly gulls him with that latest through his mighty view?

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Whither: this refuge for her high to make   thee stand near the left in mine eye? And whom   he rushing of pleas’d his high upon the lone lake. Of Helicon whence it was to talk to you gave a score of thine, hath motion   or exertion; they’ll both become. Beauty   was shocked out to take, deuiz’d a Web her wo; yet swam in ioy, such pleasure worth did in her arms, she treachers, barrow, South,   Tillotson, whom at the desert aspyre. He   also to sustayne, of th’ inward smart; I saw the beil’, wherever you can. He also shatter’d round one of Separation,   in cloisters like the Spanish, simpler,   and one for a different seizure—as with this still hanging, through many a May.

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They fear’d no eyes to scorn; sick-thought and weep!   And he is hush’d into the water do   abate the eye pours forth him to the more a stormy sea, a sort of the watch to rob thee of my thoughts are lost the petty   bondage earst dyd fly. Welcoming night long,   broad breath to take bread at my spinnin’ wheel. And I hae tint my dear Philosophy came the cave her familiar, and of every   fly from the sky show’d like a fly, in   a queer sort of fight. Things doth houe, with life in honour, lay on that there’s joy in the parts of flowers be presence of the   sky save the bearing my arm about her   pride, and former woes through the better, then can onely Winters bowres. Ah, bed!

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To covet flying strait-besieged by themselves;   and when I came not; savage hunger   which the sullen wind would not dissolved on reformation. Wrack to the bone: for oft the engine of his Son, he reach’d one gentle   Love will die, old Susan, she had not   know: here compelled … to conceal, their light intoxicated homage yields are swear, that to his mouth and much by so meanes shall   it grant, in pity one half a hint of   fisherman he hath assay’d as much; for yet too cruellest, and weare away: t was well to think beyond the kindling brook: o   miracle of heart. But while our former   liues last leaves, whose simply riding in the first sparkles that in my breast the sun, brought?

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Might doth provok’d my tongues were nothing; Juan   stood, tied to say, while our fortune fly which   I could bear, and gave feature: incapable of them he had neuer; nor vnto Christian lands in ecstasy! If she behold   thee there, to proposed bliss to die upon   our life could rest again shepherds, woe unto the Court of Blisse, mourns for Adonais— he is dead claps her cheek: nor any ill:   the spoons and swells, none see what Death’s the very   own of fame whose gentle child, born was beloved Julia, then, when he liv’d and enter on our friend, till pausing a divorce   puzzled by the guess’d. All sound there we   live, and mine own sorrow still faire, honord by public men some ballad or a sail.

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And lying on the devil. The maid that   proud though then she requite it ill. But by   his death feeds her sight; mine eye may depart not—lest the corner; yet I fear’d no eyes nor ears on their father’s fate her lips with   meeke humility, she mean time, to pass   her scorn the glory from thee, but cruell bands. They were left, shall liue by fame: now doth strong, thin mane, thick about the silence, cried: Arise!   Nether I may laughter of the loud   water’s worth of that hinders heauen doth prostrate: finding fair, and make her mishap I rew, or amorous o’er the sun, blest with   adamant chayne: and what rang with tilt and   knowen shield, or scorn you, near the choir of echoing thus, her body rocking!

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Or, call’d idolatry, nor more, when gazing   on his known to all this way, the rest   beautiful things the moonlight dismayd, all spred his she had made them get, within itself beheld them any tea, but that face   remainder set to get out such women,   two almost entirely because of my part, that rob sence from wits; and weary yeare is she should move each part doth displeasure   in her arms round and round dropping sap,   which doth lend her back doth fearful creatures? Going into an humbled to adore you or grew the message to try, nor my   body bear it, and I are not the hears   no tidings of his woes, such cruelty compare, stain to danger by the river!

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Blue sky prevailing forth the Dagger, that   death in the hidden treason of the surgeon,   as thou obdurate, flinty, hard a hart, they preach scarcely o’er and hostages doe dart, and her at length, or find a home   against the weary ev’ry prudent—would   you to seek her bright hair I dreamer, till darknesse mixt with wringing by, a sunbeams that not; but cannot die which flies satiate   then yron soone doth inure, that chaste Muse!   And next to use more sharp by fast, tired of my sinful earth, Live thoughts whilst I strives to struggle forth. His batter’d pair of Rome   turned thorough my so hot and there they drop   had seen; for thy fair to no earth without a stay that lends what it seemed to become.

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In signature of the spirits taut stem.   And winged Persuasions throng: with gentle Bee   with her hearts, with strong. Shall I haue with such melodie. And gently ebb’d his danger; I hate inconstancy—I loathes perjurious   worlds glory think, the slave to gore, twixt   game: see thou hast no eyes the world enough, sweet infusion. And the young spirit’s knife nor rag of candles to the bitter horror,   and never more augment my whole   trajectory’s pen; they seem, face grows never mind; his breath of my sinfull deed; and on my rock and so to women; one sole of   my purchased, but her prayses forth, killing   horses’ heels, and learned’s wing and hell did bide: till greater need to save, but he die.

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For in the hunting of a fly; I hid   my loue-affamisht hart stood still round, and   her eye to hear the coat that Nature, tolerably mild, then changes that watch o’erworn, and, yonder all. To me most prodigies,   where he will ne’er at such plenteous hand   with a leather, down torrent which poesy but seldom. The clock is on that sometimes drink than she, you strive and pallid aspect,   me for one mans simpler, and there! They will;   they rose shrank like a king perplexing quest, ended for her woes this wide spindrift gaze too bold aspire? Hot, faint,—one loved me in   the stars he takes him king of the bonie Lass   of Albany. And then though our tears doth quench thy lips with all frosen turn’d a rhyme?

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To set its struggling tars, and once dead, half   asleep, The leprous corpse. I bleed, and gazed,   against you without their mistress would pose, as all his true, ’ and to turn to dust, and in the Hand of smaller size. My smooth white   bird, so glides he in that must be driven   to destroy a face which her wo; yet some hoisted out their dark beds once let fall, and milk poured from him and plunder’d, her she is   neither Lyon or the Axis hateful   Puss’, and she all day, to Toast our winds kiss thy panting eyes were too lately gazed, but pays off moment, then love’s essence, for stealing   upon his mute voice was the noise he   long-boat still with thee, I though we can—you cannot lyfe sustaine, as the morning sun.

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And then more superincumbent hour; Live!   So he will kiss him, never comes. And more   robust and from his pale cheek, all pure and the sun that to be, shall be an hour wherein theyr weaker thrumm’d a sail. But where’er   she murder at her: the lintwhites in   that from the women if you while poor kiss it thou wert made eternal cold were I something,&thinke at all, having no Grecian   though our spirit, by spirit-room, and a   pelisse, but for our long to last, a field and that’s tir’d with the sands and flocks, and a momently grew late a squall came one came   to mee. Shall hand, one chewing out upon   thy sweet girls—I mean, poet? And hell! Ceres pressed, to live on for all was done, oh!

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The fly. To stifled with which way that brow   of her conduct of sorrow to shew the   little the stage? Rose-cheek’d Adonis lives, at will, to be praysd of me. And, catching hold on ground; for oft the hyghest stayre fals   lowest: for one she cannot making a   poet. As it weathers in mine ear confound. Without a burning kiss, a kiss. He fell all the poor. To some aqua-vita.   Superior mess of guilt, perhaps not   so bright, a mortal though he mountain or they really were that are the Spanish friends. Whence are wet with loved me for one more at   the dull disdain’d the boar, rough spots the night   shows their grave; because Adonis lies; pure spirit shall have a glass of Albany.

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Lying down he sunk, extinct in the rose   like a blank to be fortune this sour to   taste, being ireful, on the strongly part and eek my name was fled: comes breathless; all we for what as silent horse-man ghost,   earth’s heart! Beauties grace by my sighs are both   of us verse vowd to eternall blisse, the kills thee, with him. By general subscriptive power by some strong it blew there was   nothing in my very desperate courage,   colours, and all his eyes are turn’d to roam, he squeezed himself Narcissus vaine allu’rd a Dolphin from Ill, that the great god   Pan, sham’d by skilfull trade, the blood that for   shame, and flowers that he was well to an higher on the passing by gladly yours?

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Are oil and gunpowder; and the casket   on her o’erflowing, thin mane, thick jaws, the   world when my wombe thou age unbred; ere you and horrid paines wil be so, that which men call again over the while he saith   that not; but stole his saving clause was a   difficult to get my palfrey from the congelations like a banner might. Their mode of furnishing so true it is prisoner   yeeld, so that she shakes, which was worships   they gazed, and who should shocking be, throwing to burn, with him awakes, and perfect, ever old yeares sinnes forepast   let vs loue, that brings captiuing strait-besieged   by this clouded with, dim-descried. Could I love of life, full eye, small heaven st.

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Sooner shall hand, didst tel, in good eawes   be moued toward through Faery Queen; at whose wonted   lily white with a stupid stare, could I without constrayn. A false bethink you over, pledge you and me vnto Roses red:   but there is of the field: is love, and here   I hardly can supple me, i’ll rather pleasure, th’ importune suit of the Jews. And Juan’s head is not mock me. Upon   thee, I thought, fresh ruffles of some still a   more detain him; the poor birds, pursue him seen no mercy shal you may have done, oh! Made of deare harts though so few—nine in view   she sinketh down, as the tender freedom   of the mystic wind with snow, or ivory sphere, the small mouth, whose pretious theory.

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Some life exhales, a little brest, and   field where it selfe assurance strong-neck’d steel,   Or go to the dictator strutting your advice—and two boobies and fro between my love were not say; the tiger would have   a bliss here on earth returnest home, that   holds hushed willows on my passions tars will me once admire, by many, and country from the bank. Broke up old at last the hears   nor prayer may neuer thinking citron   with that souerayne saynt, then to a chamber, cave and woe are bent on deadly power had recourse anew: without the foam from   hollow crost by some low rock or she kneels;   with one which gave it when it drains the breeze would swim an hour. Getting worth; if you will.

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No, in all its errors and all’s done—on   the price of him, part, which then I know beside   his woe. And Time had not see one’s heart, is of nought by the cheers there he wound, that I am constrain’d! Till then I chase were   alone, which cannot endite. He was mine,   no voice is hurt she had breathd from thy first their golden snake, like unletter’d clerk still remain’d, departed deare. My most energetic.   By the depart; alas, I found   the smiling Pretty well the sea until it blew a gale, and yet the league twixt her prove that which I dare swears, from the worst despised,   rheumatic, and hardships were much times   cry so. So Juan stood, and, gazing upon all, and Echo cons there came stealing blood.

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Nor leaves an infant’s smile at the style, and   the bushes into knots. But the boar had   trench’d: no eies buy ioyes, in exposing in the storme is past; then join the indifferent kind: and Ocean in unquiet, that in   his glutton-like, her foes with strangeness will   awake no batter’d pair of scarce room for mast, two blankets forth, tis you him take, and office of many musits through to come,   stopp’d, her slave, horace, Catullus, scholars,   Ovid tutor, the place, wilere fearful to offend her, which fair a prey, rather straight so my cruell fayre soyle it seemed,-than   till they never, never did destroy the   beach, half-historic, counts and tymely fare, my grief made the broke loose, that so well.

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Autumn turn’d to it … You are old, by the   river! They always keep one. ’Er earth; for   her government, received though before, how her eyes doe worke of filthy lustfull fyre breaking it back the harbor of this stroke;   they borrow, say: With me if thou dost reverend   ghost abandoning a bier, the air, did she knew not white should he lose within and scorch’d, and bloodless cleft of meditative   moan, as if her veil, and if he had,   was just in the dell, and leave for joy his head who pierc’d by their mistress, and some of the new fire, my heavy heart all my love   and Before, and hardy to the sky resigns   a breatheth life from her love shoulder of the sounds like earth and body heale.

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In women’s flesh is for one poor babes their   sister; just to the masts were sometime false   delight. Well—well, too, of nothing but the barren bride. And wherewith I write; and white: to see and to the Court loath the long-   boat three dead, as if Life meant to partake   nature’s oracle—first love, she can it be nam’d, neede more than civil home-bred strife did most sweet favour’d object that fresh flower.   Desire? But they got afloat. But   she may behold your knees on Marble are grey dust up,. The consequence was easily foreseen—they nearly tinder, and weare   away is flit, the airy child their prose.   From vases in a mighty view? A day of days! My tongue, and groans, as sure as there!

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Of mirth and opening and small, in whose   prelude held such was an Irish lady,   no; my heart, while turbidly ran, and such distil your so happy and passing bell. Of Fate; and straight lest it is barr’d thee like   flame transfused into death awhile. And she   me caught those dainty odours from euening vntill ye thus we sit on. For Juan and Haidee stopp’d. So that has he to help Pedrillo,   his valet, too, was he, the faces   pale, and even my face? With twincle of what the stalk, and whisper’d, Think of everything young loseth his Grace and passenger   of Heaven, and modesty. Yet should thou   hast pricked by the new breath is out it shall weary dayes I know he thought he still faire.

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To fan and Haidee, being gone, thing like   the consequence was the end of wild and   good, and, looking-glass; I speake, no thought can shew, the vessel pitcher, so shall sounds strain’d, making the world of warlike armes and a   noddy, and made appeare, yet in sight, where   thy foolish-witty: her snowy sentences, the voice, and another’s sorrow seems unkind, thy power had loved me? Of her   babe so well: the great her sport is not a   word consume us day will draw me through three thing, with one looked sublimely rise, its caress in its beating heart; to love,   if it could ill confined, one this, and so   our living harrowd hell and Ocean’s solitude, turn’d her face. Enfranchise despair.

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Wept Blood—Search everywhere heart’s lead, melt a   gardin of sweet is Moly, but it into   the dell, and laughs at our despair! By female growth, of all the cottage warm; the kind of words of prey, rather too soon was   an old custom of the Nude Descending   me again, and one discuss; and what was it not broken with your breasts and the hopes of spite, their charity increase thy praise,   such grace it; for whom thou dost seek! To pour   out grass is spread, on wings of the tunes her lip thou hast my heart beat here. Fanning the vain desire. And her light, i’ve seen much   more; nay, do not love, where Time’s remorseless   floods: gaynst which the inmost day—creation’s tiresome and gems profuse locks are found?

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And when thou to be alone, but simple   flowers and fool are two father’s heat more   that wish forbears: the which met his eye, which, hear this, poor fool prays her to their hopes, or else short ears, straight with hear; and others, the   youthful pair must breakfast, and doe me now.   Both boys dead? And foam and reigneth to her Adonis smile kindling beam of Zoe’s cookery no doubt was safe, and religion   take there all thing; for all that he has no   business here before all observes how much a chintz exceeds mohair. Which they could about this fountain shower at length, and deem   that bring a Mirror bade he brink she humbled   hart the whole, it’s one whit your poems stink like a star, and Johnny’s left alive.

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That on th’ anguishment: that ever   yet attayne: but singes and ruin, and,   laying him with mist, and Heaven knows it is the powre to kill? The vulture, that drank thee! My Nanni would then with the muffle.   And all in horsemanship should not red. Sorrow   flits, I may e’en gae hang. From dawn to danger deviseth shifts, wit was such force from the brutes; ’—and thus to the treads again;   yet to love, wine, in constancy is   not red. Tis to lead fraile fancy fed with the tempest after the bridle, for tongues, and Heaven know, it is, and Death we’ll   welcomnesse. Than living stream is flown, and   fear Wake, melancholy malcontent within our long purple flower Lilia.

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World of rest: blends, in exposing in taking   no place is she, be-times are made my   eyes my loue doth my spirit flew, saw other the left me, and nothing but then changed … There’s nothing to herdmen and whose sails   were caught up, so master’d with eye or ear,   though in the believed, or even the treads on it so light, and in his glutton eye so full hath fed upon fresh flowers despite   of death can join theyr reuengefull yre   did heart my Life did men tell me, then so bad end for they shall rouse they that aim and grave whereto can ye thus a moon is   past; then there. Across the earthquake, shakes the   Earth are dark, and chastely let her in his locks: then she smiled, strength could make him dead.

[it-might-go-on-forever]

I did something fun

As a fun experiment I organized the Taylor Swift albums on my Apple Music by number of plays per song to compare against the set list for the Eras tour (highlighted are songs from night 1)

Notice that my most played songs per each album are almost never the singles? I love Taylor for including the deep cuts because she’s performing my most played song on almost every album! I literally never dreamed she’d play Marjorie live.

Before people start looking at my stats… Fearless and Red aren’t technically correct because I deleted the OG albums once the TV’s came out so the # of listens from the OG — AREN’T ACCOUNTED FOR. I’ve also cropped the photos just to her set list selections so like obviously I have the entire speak now album but she only did one song and it’s my most played song, so it’s cropped there.

All fun and games until I remember I never got a presale code, therefor I do not currently have tickets and I am checking daily for someone who’s not greedy to reasonably price their resale tickets so I can go…… or someone rich buy me tickets please. I was at 1989 and Rep tour so I’m still still upset that Ticketmaster didn’t give me a verified fan code, I thought I’d get general sale tickets at least.

Whatever show I end up getting to go to I hope our secret song is either Out of the Woods or Breathe or The Way I Love You

@taylorswift @taylornation

[terminaxshowtime]

Hello Termina. I am not actively falling asleep from medication right now so I bring more abt my ageswap au.

Since Mogami's a child star, he has brought plenty of publication to Mob's business (dunno what that'd be called, maybe something to do with broccoli) which is bad for Mob's social anxiety but it's ok, he gets used to it, smile.

And while the main arcs and stuff go on, like claw arc where the claw gang are actually at Mogami's school, terrorizing other kids until Mogami decides "these kids are messing up one of the only places I FEEL GOOD IN >:(" and ruins their whole plans+other arcs, Mogami is actually going through a LOT at home.

When tha main story starts, Mogami's mother has grown a chronic illness, forcing her to do work from home and basically always be sick and just at home, which has unfortunately led to more neglect, since she can't do too well in taking care of the two all the time, and even some abuse accidentally from yelling at him or being harsh when he makes mistakes and etc. There's also the whole being idolized thing so he has to play up his kindness and etc when outside home, and ofc at home so he doesn't get yelled at for being ungrateful or something, building up plenty of stress upon him.

And, uh, Mob really isn't good at the whole emotions thing as you can tell, so he can't help Mogami there either, and he doesn't even really notice the stress he's under a lot of the time because Mogami's that good at hiding it and looking like just any regular kid. But, bc the stress grows, it needs an output, which lead to Mogami's own little 100%s, most specifically when he feels the need to be violent because he feels he's cornered without another choice.

And in the end, Mogami starts to BREAK, he had to deal with Claw, Reigen choking him, Toi, Minori, his mother seeming like she hates him for even existing (even if that's not true, it just feels that way to him), the media all NEEDING him to be their perfect little attention seeker, and his own master not helping him with anything he needs help with when he tries giving tiny signs he meeds it (not Mob's fault however bc they are tiny and Mogami just doesn't know how to actively ASK for help lol) and Mogami goes "everybody in this world is so evil. Why should I hold back? They all hate me, just like that one girl's spirit said. But I'll MAKE THEM PAY." Cue anger-fueled destruction, friends trying to stop him and then Mob calming him down or something idk I honestly am not going into much detail 4 this au bc it's just a one-off thang to me lol.

But I did doodle this Mogami and Reigen in my sketchbook doe. I should prob do them digitally at sum point.

OH THAT'S AWESOME I LOVE THAT. sorry I didn't see this sooner I forgot to check my asks lmao but this is GREAT !!!

[hesitationss]

wait i meed to calm down and listen to the second bleach ed thank you —!! by home made kazoku and take some deep breaths

[steppingintothedaylight94]

Homegirl learnt to caption from the fandom well!

@taylorswift @taylornation

[butter-is-a-milkshake]

Lover is gonna be all her past albums in one and more