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libidomechanica · 1 year

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Lowder had his wide oppen the doctor, says

A sonnet sequence

While her than foe: who touch wit is my gossyb wente, for with holy watery wight, and therwith! It was o’ the great? And chast, and shake, thought be, but for to money, consider, I pray the saintly straying. That when I spak never debaat. Fair pledges of give, singing to me. And play at here liued thirdly, commence into the corniced shape: tis preservation; and gather’s eyes around him, and tumbled at the long? Whispering I knew how insane the writes with grasse, the same who limit much more at all, thy loves her, she feasts. It sings, which doth use you that the Fauns from their tongue with snow.

She spake came back to light, and the postboys fastened the youth of shepeheardes outgoe, wither’s finger of candidates request, as might. To find to the scope to deck herself from the dim fields of building away, when as a yoke appearing a forest could hope to die. On her god day: but priuely prolling lips are five way physician, as the one return, and Hoigh for a reminiscence. Inside of my foe, the turn from whence that happed in thy silver proverbe though I leaves are alike to bear to the same seas, nor death. Its scent of inwardly dies, the tears. This is to seek and queers?

And let me have some alchymic fur. Self- same day that first if a Woolfe were forsook for love! Perhaps she epistle, they’re silent voice crie al this is swayed: Ay—there’s glorious, and second wedlock; and Rome keep the moonbeam entertain grief pre-scorches mixt; with miserably crave. For that gan weepe: for even me, choose. From whence to Sidyngborne that matter when it has no been with the moon. Wed in this. True loved her Am I your his lyf. Thy memory frontier of age,—the feeldes walke another kings had caught: had my friend: the blade of intricately as thou, with those mead so chill.

I snap the hung just skipping o’er treasure? Father sapphires, and walke or witty, shal berė hym on lyve! In the forgo, maugree the pills. Moves but fairer to dighte Seint Joce! Had also like a lady’s grace to look, O shine cold elements warp us of this pack, and spring at a dusky colours of cold presence our great wall; and, without the simmer season. Striped like seraph’s winged hem keepe your eyes around then I prayed. Four for t espye, and tell by the old! Old England is the breath aloud, and faire to give your branchise designed to endured. She wear, play ye die! That Socrates him mad!

How eager all his lanterne; he who waits in a folding his wyf. Blooms, it is whispering to tae that she, off, with my tirade. Led for me thy love, then what Fortune once against my windings to itself verdantly still were thy yellow’d him between each night and brought I may find one weirs, the his darkness forgets, arising out of sleep I sawe a shall had slipping o’er there was, is the air, to march, in gazing heard a devil mocks they ever them. It chanced, as men and rhyme and Becket’s blood runs out of my foe, they are call, at London winter will search of bread: no hungry gorge.

A tenderneath thee and Rotten goods and spoke, then shepheards to thee, robed in suc secure— she in pieces with the grass-grown wearied of his fix’d upon a condition, till not hides his alone has voued themself had caught was her, must allowed away, for Lover call our last peak of other pride I beren hem remayne, no such was not a moon is in myn housbonde fort, coward: you turn that tongue would then she were! The sphere, but who level, when long traueile I ween: an exquisite? Any manere long starvings fresh one—hawk’d about: weel, sine that shall see raised, her arms she was a morning breasts.

I’ll leaves lie huddled and bene very friend would charming mortals general, awful package, and keep you, than weddyng, in his happy men to her love, too, by the Kirke pill of thilke same lovely lady so youthful. Then he had in fresh aray? For ever twiste. Will bringen in his owene hours: the same shouldst thou liggen in years of thilkė tonnė that shall appoint with women: howsoever set? Were manere. The trees, comes into play hiss hence, and grass, the less to hye. In feelings to have chosen that sholde I taken of my limbs with the mery money. Wildly on Sir Leoline. If though heroes.

How we have his main. The sea, and syne he kissed the night hear. The peace and here robben one delit. Is not eares, but not all as further blesse his more Foole for an inch, but one cool hours better spreads to spill, then why not my staggering heart is calm, tho’ wretched plight to know they muddle along his condition growes one is solid, like Banquo’s offspring o’er her mind can never less thy sweet flowers. Any moe. For Rights of love the one for their charge, which that have anyone out. And seyde, Deere so level, such confine, that my bower? And thus seistow, olde suffix was of hem scorne.

From source of Thirst. But one came on my cheek, be for a woman, as I were eek ther wise travell’d his homes of sapless nor can integrity our lowd desires reuenge, is a rose; but a parade; the great song to your gown to keep eek my love, thy father lips asunder at needs twenty-nine doth your visions private paining. My sire shrewėd Lameth, and a flatt’ry so low upon his hauty hornes dim in the walke another blessednesse, and in flowres of fauour, and rhyme, exceeded not recall that if that doesn’t matter; that cheeks unprofan’d by the hand cast over is the year and so from a wing a conversation through THAT Love and the right of Albion’s birth, it covers bene very paper, my saucy bark in nor dare with force, charmingly fair guests, or good in mildnesse, endlesse and with circulation of the Spring cry, from his through a descendant.

I don’t want to hem ful bitterly, in no foully rude, thankes, he heat burnt from the numbers kept there, from Oxford up your noble scions were sometimes a piece of a shrewe! We loved through he was, I trow, the lamp will not how so yellow-green, and thus again. For the Nereids fair wind it out for his eyes with a wood society is not forgot his own, and iolly sheepe, for he had told men may no while there, from that Fortune meanes, but little of a caste pissed on my face, and by prodigy full gaze, and there. And for why should death. Good at my feign’d page. If thou goest sail’d by the world.

You had but if he had hem so a werkė, by my soul’s imagine, she could no dice;— save God on he heard him sing in that the immortal looks odd in Vernet’s down the herbs under the samė wordes bitwene the lady pass my verse, under the moon. Such il, as God hadde a povre womman was glad to speken of martyrs awed, as mortals generation, there marriage; for the dove’s pinion, in a treasure! On you the grass, stood half her death-bed she goes, bene all the embosom’d tree, able to inhale the devilish doctrine of the rose his adjunct pleasure; men love is to lose thee?

That erst perfumes keep open my dream, with a grand arms I put on seventeen. May ne’er womman makes me dead? Window. This younglings it be better steadfast, still see more could pour my syde, that I go, shal nat with a passions, airs; ’gainst odds to join the close showed, thy gentle Juan was not clear stream, and high condemned, which shrinks, some stick a needle through in the thou truth.—But me why the chain so sure: her hair spread out in the othere waning mucks at a beauty off in which that strong; what could feel most twig that made a stranger yet on her arms o’ the pointer wheels. For pittied is me! Lulled they boast here!

Rife with feather, father’s pocketbook. While Europe’s eye, and fleet as transitory perhaps from Egina isle fresh from danger, freedom a drug of wine and yet God dispart its little earliest of virtue slumber sheepes clothing shadow loud, now my discover, and nought seemeth ay greater rolled her for to me. The Gate her give one for Annie turnpike road, detain, but my heart has been raise of snarlings frae his transportation of all the better, and by my feet, his best dream of the dove itself shall went down, and the reform’d a dreams of the shepheards sorowe, that rage outside immortal work his sheepe ah seely she drank wyn, though ne’er was gone: she also, that he begins to reveal feelings like sand, the church’s seat of the capital, whiplash through many othere seen me go: take the right, whom those, on his card, was give me in thee and cupp’d him Rx Pulv Com gr.

Gone retort have prated the midnight, to stombling is broken bigge Bulles of Salt, and gladly, nyght I wept for our scanty but rued the royal harlotte Street, Home, Euclid, Decatur, Union, o’er kings, all shoe thy hand home in themselfe was you wear the blue night did it woot, he show’d what peace has rouse: and shall price, which o’er their miscreaunce, heaping allusions for me thy sacrifice: the foote. But soft sheepe both seal’d with a passport for his does knowe a femele from mountains, and rank’d with his anthem, where be found, save this is allyes—thus much wrestling rill to thee, and the cell; sir Leoline!

To wedde me to the lofty lady, surpasseth, saue the sun like a boon so greet chiefe fall from out of my fourty, if I can, I will now,—death’s neighebores wyf go roule about a little feuds, at the cock has paled with thee alone as we see or sell, what sacred majesty your ends promove: o no! Stretch for a cave, and to permitted ferry’s flown, many a morning Contemplation. Has earth forget such peers by express water poured pearls complain, whose Honours to comfort both; but what is then sight honest melody they that oxen, as wel after my self I lye.

And thus began to her moist comes and thus seistow that hour halls, and in the maiden, to some few slight come, my body, in the sea: where presence into fonts met in course, nor Captain of a slight, your name was water, save from hearsed the steeples peeping in such a web or two days, robert Burns: leeze me once, and event. For, love, and of mine when you thinke of charm, these her bright thus she leant on a chance, hath the samė wordes writeth Ptholomee; rede in his chalky, whil that Crist hymself and to make me in time, you shalt behold, and ivy dun round my staggering to your housbondes han sold thee henceforth, with his head of Proserpine still I not well might, the lady bower-door, at least, dun and wide, will doe, as myn herte despitus. Want a glow, instead of generative error the dungeon-ghyll so foul break no squares by no distinction the brightest hour with thin gray beards swaine.

Which for a return no more could not lovers do. Mouths of gifts appeal; black hole in honde he meadows bathe thresholds, in a vision on the glen sae rashy, O, aboon the ocean is, this your best, open they nould a man that end is the samė wordes bitwene the fewer Woolues yrent, and, from Egina isle fresh from weary night at you beginning a part with the memory of the pane I know you had been a dreme. In summer’s soule doth weep, like Caractacus in the watch the slabbed steps, and cupp’d hills her eyes, by youth, north, those stealth, and Sir Leoline tallest of all ther neck.

Com neer, my self grew to burn; and, swiftly spreads the thine ear. For Right thus, God omnipotentates, summon, ah! And moved, as one down by Saul Bellow When we meet again, and thy light star! And the cause my bed- feet. I love is single with hem emong, and all the well! Wept the ocean breeze is well drench. Life reach me so that, but behold! And tell exactly tread, and made my ioye shepheards sorowe, ne lenger agoe, I sawe in the eastern high wood, he had thy love. Flame, who did not catch, mething quite by the whole of inward feathers of mind, which that nightly pass there was melted and my head.

A kind of his fo; lucia, like despair, na langer too? Amid this Geraldine, I prated and having shadow lour’d of the skies, where juniper expres worthy to nurse at first attempt even they lose here thing’s first this tribulacioun be without abhorr’d: how eager face the fashion deck’d; also my land thother kind of the self-kill’d. To come, and stretch form the time, and I love you could ne’er sae fu’ o’ wae! That Jankyn, oure clerk, was pray, since I vowed with honoured of snow upon occasion, was to knowe though such is dumber, an old man vsed to thy faces, where Laura’s head.

#poetry #automatically generated text #Patrick Mooney #Markov chains #Markov chain length: 6 #149 texts #sonnet sequence

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cutestprincesa · 1 year

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˚ ༘♡ ·˚꒰ intro 🎀 ꒱ ₊˚ˑ༄

hello !! my name is joce! this is going to be my little blog, where i ask questions, repost, n do my own thing !! i design on roblox with over 9k sales, and im a sfw littl princess ♡

🍮💤 a littl more ab me ^_^ 🍡 .*⌒☆━━

~ involuntary age regressor (i cant help it!!)

~ i have an amazing boyfriend/caregiver<3

~ i love music, especially kpop!

~ i play roblox and my user is cwutestprincesa

~ i have a hugeeeee plushie collection!!!!

~ asian american

do not interact 💢💢━━☆⌒*. 🍡

~ if ur anti sfw agere, kinky agere enjoyer

~ maps/p3dos. (do i even have to explain why dni?... disgusting.)

~ nsfw accs !!!!!

~ racist, lgbtq+phobic, ableist, etc.

~ asian fetisher (im asian n it makes me so uncomfy ewwuhh)

( ˘ ³˘)ノ°ﾟº❍｡ before interacting 🍓 . . . 🍡 .*⌒☆━━

please remember that I AM A MINOR (no nsfw topics plz!!!), i have trust issues, i get annoyed easily, i hate spammers, im not creepy just curious lol if i make u uncomfy tell me (really i dont mind ill stop!!!) and i hate those fake typing quirks.

(≧∇≦)/ thank u for taking time to read this !!!! 🎀🍭

#agere #agere lifestyle #agere positivity #roblox #first post #introduction #intro post #pinned intro

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soundslikemed · 2 years

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youtube

Composition and Sound design w/ Radio for

Umi's "Introspection' • The ambiance is always my favorite :)

Worked closely with joce (director) on this. Piecing together

textures, foley sounds and arrangement of the score to help

uplift the intentions of the film and really set it "in world' a

Main themes being : Inward reflection, sonder, family and

relationship dynamics, growth and coming of age. Always

grateful for projects with so much heart ~

#Youtube

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valentinesparda · 4 years

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now that i have most of that out of my gd files i can hopefully talk about them if people want to know about them

#i still have more to post technically (like tybalt but i wanna wait to post tybalt art until i have also drawn sybil and joce)#and i wanna draw prince in the rockstar loading screen artstyle and MAYBE go back and edit my rdr2 insert art too #bc i named them salem and their design has changed over time #and eventually i'll design parris. dw. I HAVE A LOT MORE TO WORK ON #IM ALSO DESIGNING MY DEAD SPACE INSERT AND A COUPLE OF TALES OF INSERTS TO GO WITH SYLVESTER #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #might fuck around n redesign gabriel for the fuck of it #el.txt

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powerblais · 3 years

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hi!! You’re one of my fav creatives on hockey Tumblr and I was wondering who are some of YOUR fav content creators for hockeyblr? Basically I’m asking for some recommendations !

Thank you! ❤️

Honestly my favorites are anyone who puts their stuff online, but here are a few recs for you:

@doubleminor of course, Joce is queen

@dilfjohntavares for the cleanest of gifs/graphics/picture edits

@heddy has the best eye for design/color

@18minutemajor for literally art masterpieces

@gabelandeskog makes gorgeous gifs

@marcoscandellas because she always has everyone's favorite moments

@tylerglasnow has some of the most gorgeous gifs I've ever seen

@tysonjost is a FANTASTIC artist

@itsmadsart another fantastic artist

@chaos-hockey more fantastic art, I still think about the geese pieces

@turbolainen for consistently awesome Canes and Devils content

There are so many great content creators out there, I hope you follow some good ones!

#anon friend #signed sealed delivered i'm yours #there are also some great writers 'round these parts!

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worldwarthree · 4 years

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Alternatives to Dollskill

Dollskill and Killstar have been having some problems (which I’m not getting into here), and all of the lists I look up are from years ago and have broken links, so here is a list of 115 online stores that you can shop at instead, encompassing most styles Dollskill has.

The links are formatted like this: Store Name with Link - Maximum size of their clothes; other info

Some of these stores sell only accessories or shoes, so if they do it’s noted in “other info.” It is also noted in “other info” if I know the store is owned by a black person, so you can support black business owners and fashion designers. Most of the websites have worldwide shipping.

DISCLAIMER: I have not personally shopped at the majority of these stores, so please read reviews before you purchase anything.

Please let me know if any information is incorrect or if a link is broken so I can update it! Also, please let me know if any of these stores shouldn’t be on this list, like if they have problems such as being racist, homophobic, transphobic, unreasonably overpriced, or stealing designs. The information here is accurate as of July 2020. Thanks to Emily Boo on YouTube for a lot of these suggestions!

Adorned by Chi - 2XL

Aesthentials - L

Alien Body - 2XL

Alien Outfitters - 6XL

Alpine Butterfly - 6XL

Badinka - UK 18

Be a Bimbo - XL; Owned by a sex worker

Blackcraft Cult - 3XL

Black Pearl Alt Fashion - 2XL; Etsy store

Bonne Chance Collections - XL

Boogzel Apparel - L

Bound UK - Accessories; Etsy store, Black-owned

Charla Tedrick - Shoes, US 15

Collusion - UK 18

Corvus Corone - UK 22; Customizable clothing, Etsy store

Cosmic Drifters - UK 22; Customizable clothing

Cotton Candy - 2XL

Cryptic Apparel - 2XL; Customizable clothing

Dark Jasmine - 2XL; Black-owned

Dark Star Fusion - XL; Etsy store

Deandri - 5XL

Die with Your Boots On - 2XL

Disturbia - 5XL

Dollhouse of Sweden - XL

Dr. Faust - XL

Electro Threads - 2XL

Elsie & Fred - UK 16; Black-owned

EMP - 3XL

Exo Umbra - 5XL; Customizable clothing, Etsy store

Feminine Funk - 4XL; Black-owned

Forgotten Lockett - XL

Foxblood - 3XL

Glam Goth Beauty - Cosmetics; Black-owned

Glitter Kitten - L; Black-owned

Glitters for Dinner - UK 16

GoGuy - XL

Good Goth - 3XL

Gothic Lamb - 6XL; Black-owned

Graveyard Glamour - Cosmetics; Etsy store

Hard Decora - 5XL; Black-owned

Hell Bunny - 6XL

Hex Girl - XL

Hidden Cult - XL

Hissy Fit Clothing - UK 16

House of Aris - L; Etsy store, Black-owned

House of Bats - Jewelry

Horny & Sad - 2XL

Ichigo Black - Varies by product; Etsy store, Black-owned

iheartraves - 3XL

In Control Clothing - 5XL

Insanity is My Vanity - 3XL

It Girl Clothing - XL

Jada LeBour - XL; Black-owned

Jaded London - US 14

Jawbreaker - 4XL

Joce Boss Boutique - 3XL; Black-owned

Karousel Kouture - 5XL; Black-owned

Kate’s Clothing - 2XL; Wholesale

Kokopie - 2XL

Lip Service - 2XL

Little Booteek - 2XL; Wholesale

Lolita Dresses Shop - XL

Lolita Show - Varies by product

Long Clothing - L

Love Too True - US 20; Run small

Lovechild Boudoir - UK 26

Mary Wyatt - 2XL

Melty Chocolate Moon - Accessories; Black-owned

Mercredi Clothing - 3XL

Miss Candyholic - Accessories; Black-owned

Mo West Creations - Varies by product; Etsy store

Moe Flavor - 4XL

Monif C - Varies by product; made for plus-size, Black-owned

Moon Maiden - UK 30

Multipal Store - Varies by size

Nasty Gem - Accessories; Black-owned

New Girl Order - UK 28

Nikki Lipstick - XL

O’Dolly Dearest - L; Black-owned

Omocat Shop - XXL

Ota-Q Apparel - 3XL; Black-owned

Ouchhh - Varies by product

Painkiller Clothing - M; Customizable clothing, including adjusting size

Plastic Money - 3XL

Playful Promises - UK 30

Playground Gear - 5XL; Black-owned

PlusHiiKawaii - 4XL; Etsy store, Black-owned

Pretty Hideous - Jewelry

Proper Gnar - 5XL; Black-owned

Psycho Rebel - XL

Queen of Darkness - 3XL

Ragged Priest - XL

Restyle - 3XL

Rogue + Wolf - XL

Sanrense - L; Run small

Savage x Fenty - 4XL; Black-owned (Rihanna’s brand)

Shein - XL

Shop Melanoir - XL

Shop Trash Queen - 5XL

Softer than Satin - 3XL; Customizable clothing

Sorella Boutique - US 12; Black-owned

Spookie Kids - XL; Black-owned

Strange Cult - Shoes, US 11

Sugar Playhouse - 3XL; Black-owned

Sugary Symbiote - 5XL; Black-owned

Syndrome Store - Varies by product; Run small

Tallulah’s Threads - UK 18

Tears of My Enemies - 6XL; Etsy store, Black-owned

Too Cute to Kill - XL

Tripp NYC - 4XL

VampireFreaks - XL

Vera’s Eye Candy - 2XL

Wild Thing - US 16

Witchwood - Bags

YRU - Shoes, US 12

#dollskill #killstar #dollskill clothing #alt clothing #clothing #alternative clothing #rave clothing #kawaii clothing #harajuku clothing #aesthetic #fashion

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verfound · 4 years

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FIC: A Little Chaos (MLB/Lukanette)

Title: “A Little Chaos”

Rating: T / PG-13 / Teen

Characters/Pairings: Dingo King (OC), Luka Couffaine, Marinette Dupain-Cheng; Luka Couffaine/Marinette Dupain-Cheng

Summary: Harmonika Couffaine came into the world like a hurricane, but you would expect nothing less of a Couffaine. (At least they actually made it to the hospital. Marinette would have killed Dingo if they hadn’t.)

Author’s Notes/Warnings: Response to @mlweeklyprompts’s June 5 prompt (“You call them bad decisions, but I call them creative acts.”). This started as one thing, then the lovelies at LBSC just started spitballing and it…it turned into something entirely different. I don’t even know what this is anymore. Six baby showers and an (almost) funeral, I guess. A little cracky. xD

“A Little Chaos”

“MDC Designs, Jocelyn speaking. How may I assist you?”

“…heeeeeey, Joce. Is…uh…Marinette’s not still there, is she? She’s not….um. She’s not answering her phone.”

“Of course, M. Couffaine. Mme. Couffaine locked herself in her office shortly after you left. I believe she turned her mobile off for the evening.”

“Thought so. Can you…shit. Can you get her for me? I need to talk to her.”

“I would love to, M. Couffaine, but as I said she is busy and has asked not to be disturbed. Given how upset she was earlier, I’m inclined to follow those orders. I can relay a message for you instead.”

“Wrap it up, rock star!”

“…Joce, you’re killing me. Please? I need to talk to her.”

“I cannot disturb her, M. Couffaine. You know how she is. Especially now.”

“Kinda why I need to talk to her, Joce. Shit. Fuck. All right. Just…let her know I probably won’t be home tonight. I’m ok, just…shit. I really hate your professionalism sometimes, Joce.”

“Likewise, M. Couffaine. I shall let her know. Good evening.”

– V –

Dingo grinned up at Luka as the officer tossed him back in the cell. Luka trudged over to him and plopped onto the cold floor, throwing his head back at the wall with a groan.

“She’s going to fucking kill me,” he moaned, dragging his palms down his face.

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