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"Les Chaumières au Clair de Lune ~ Thatched Cottages in Moonlight", by Henri Le Sidaner, 1901.

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You whined, blunt nails digging into the thick, veiny hand that held your scruff. You struggled against him, trying to get out of his tight hold. He had you straddling him in the rec room, seated on the couch as he took over the complete space, his musk oozing off his skin in waves. He was scenting you, nosing your glands - red and swollen from all his kissing and his licking - with low growls. He nipped your neck when you skimmed too much, mouth leaving red and blue marks on your sweaty skin.

The intimiste act felt weird in such an open place, the public area of your shared room with the rest of the Task Force. You clawed at his hand and chest, pushing him when he wouldn’t - couldn’t - hear you, too lost in the haze of his pre-rut. It never bothered you how possessive and protective he got when his rut approached, his wolf baring his teeth and glaring at anyone who walked near you.

It was all fine until you heard steps, heavy and slow steps towards the small room you were currently being scented in. It stank of Price and your pheromones, a mix of arousal and possession. Whoever was making his way to the room knew the danger, anyone could smell Price from a mile away at this rate.

“John-,” you moaned into his furred ears, seeing them flatten against his head as he let out a growl, face still hidden between your shoulders.

His hair raised, shoulders stiff and eyes squinting, he felt another soldier’s presence. You peered from the bottom of your eyes, Price’s hand baring your throat to him with an iron grip. Ghost’s imposing figure stepped into the room, broad shoulders and darkness staring into your dilated eyes. Then he looked down your face to your Captain’s back covering your smaller body from Ghost’s gaze.

“Sorry,” you mouthed to your Lieutenant.

He nodded, backing away from the door. He closed the door, shutting other scents from mixing with yours. It pleased Price, from the vibrating rumble in his chest.

“Sweet bunny,” he cooed, lips kissing the corner of your lips to your cheeks, until he reached your floppy ears.

His teeth sunk into the cartilage, tongue lapping your ears and sucking it. You shuddered, crying out his name in a hiss, feeling him slobbering over your rabbit ears. The hand that held your hips moved to flip one of your ear over, showing the pink and flushed skin to his mouth.

“John!” you yipped, fingers holding onto his shoulders as he laved across your inner ear.

Your sudden burst of arousal made his growl, a pleased rumble as his tongue continued its work, grounding his bulge against the wet patch between your legs.

Robert Rasely (American,1950–2005)

Silence in Advance of a Grace Note (An Intimist's Sensibility of the Scarcity of True Poets), 1996-97

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Eh mais on est en septembre en fait ! L'occasion de mon traditionnel #MeetTheArtist annuel pour me (re)présenter à vous ! Du coup, coucou, moi c'est Morniae ! Illustratrice et autrice de 28ans passionnée de jeu de rôle et de croquis. Mon travail est nourri de mon vécu trans et lesbien et s'exprime tant dans des sujets légers ou intimistes comme des projets plus engagés… avec évidemment, de la magie et des créatures ! Étant toujours un pied ancré dans la fantasy. Bienvenue ! :D

Hi there! I wanted to ask, what were your impressions/thoughts of Tsurune season 2 episode 1 so far? And the colors symbolism in the opening song with the ribbons? Just curious about your thoughts, thanks and have a great day!! :D

BRUH. I LOVED IT??? FUCK YEAH, THAT WAS AMAZING.

I really wonder how all those annoying Anons who filled my inbox with garbage back in 2019 are feeling right now, because just in this one episode, KyoAni has fixed literally every defect that I had pointed out in S1. The amount of improvement is just surreal.

First of all, the storytelling this season. The freaking storytelling. You can tell the difference between works that a studio actually places their bets on and the ones they don’t by the amount of effort that the animation team puts into the flow of each episode. S1 was an ungodly mix of slow pace that suddenly went too fast at punctual moments without any warning, bad humor, boring tone, missing information, inconsistencies and shit that the animators pulled out of their asses to cover up plot holes. This one, though? Smooth as a feather. Full of well-thought details. Scenes and events connecting properly with one another. Flashbacks very nicely timed. It was entirely an anime-original episode, 90% non-canon content, yet there’s canon info at every single second. I love the little things, such as the way that we’re led to think that the MVP of the sports event is going to be Rika and the show makes use of every possible hint that it’s going to be her, until the very last second, where it turns out that it’s Ryouhei. Awesome screenplay right there. This episode was meticulously planned and it shows.

The changes in visual. The upgrade in the artstyle is the most easily noticeable thing about the animation of this season, but the quality is a million times better too. The characters also have a lot more facial expression now. I once talked about Morimoto Chinatsu’s incredible talent for character design and the way that she goes as far as giving not just different hair and eyes, but also different eyelashes, eyebrows, ears, noses, mouths, chins, jawlines and even fucking wrists to every single character that she drew for the novel. And seeing S1 doing the opposite and giving every character a base face was just... no. So now that there’s been a turnaround and the characters externally show what they’re feeling and thinking, following their journey is a whole new experience. That moment when the team stares at Minato after he answers Masaki’s question is pure character study right there. And it’s probably the most blatant example of this season’s improvement, given that we never had this in the previous one. I also love how the expressions are not just there, they’re on-point. On par with what the novel tells us about them. My biggest peeve with S1 was that I’d look at these kids and a voice at the back of my head would go “who the fuck are you people”. Those weren’t the characters I knew. They didn’t look like them and didn’t act like them. But now I recognize them. These are the kids I read about. They finally feel like themselves.

The symbolism of the series. By God, so many treats in this episode in that regard. The yesterday-today-tomorrow blossom splashed with watercolor in the team’s theme colors. The intimist approach of the shots. The way that Minato and Shuu’s positions oppose each other on-screen. The lighting, the colors, the smear filter… literally everything is more vivid and lively. One of the things I recall commenting about S1 is that it didn’t feel like a KyoAni anime because KyoAni’s works are very immersion-based. You can feel yourself being inside that world, together with the characters. But I couldn’t feel that from Tsurune’s first season at all. With this one, I was able to dive head-first into it. It was absolutely magical. I also love that the leaves that fly out of the targets whenever the characters hit now don’t look so obviously like CGI.

Personality traits. They’re fucking everywhere. Like I said, this was entirely an anime-original episode, yet there’s canon info at every single second. Even better: information that clearly contradicts S1 but that matches the novel. Seiya being a smartass little shit full of wit instead of a Minato-obsessed yandere. Kaito being a team-driven hardworker instead of an obnoxious asshole who wants nothing but victory. Ryouhei actually acting upon his lack of experience in archery to catch up to everyone. Nanao being charismatic and having screen-time of his own instead of being pushed to the background while all his personality and lines are used on Seiya. Minato expressing his thoughts and feelings instead of just being an emotionless doormat who never really does anything. We learned more about the characters in just these 20 minutes than the entirety of the first season. It feels like KyoAni has finally taken a step back to look at the material they had in their hands and truly took in what the novel was about and what each character had going on for them. Even the girls’ team was fleshed out in this one, which was honestly a great surprise. I think we’ve gotten from this episode all the little things we didn’t get from S1, such as the way Noa and Yuuna are fangirls of Rika. The way Nanao shines better as support than as main even though he’s so conspicuous. The fact that Kaito is good at soccer and Seiya loves soccer tactics. The way Ryouhei, who doesn’t know much about archery, is used as the eyes of the viewers, and how unpretentiously the lessons he is taught are presented to us as something that we should also keep in mind (for example, that the target is the archer and the archer is the target, and when you’re at the stage of the draw, you’re aiming at your very own self). And the way that Minato is something in this season. We finally see the inner machinations of his mind here aside from his struggles with target panic.

Lastly (and what I consider to be most important) is that the roles of each character and their relationships with one another seem to be in tune with the novel now. Well, okay, almost. Seiya is still being weird around Masaki, but I guess that’s because it’d be too sudden if Seiya started acting the way he acts in canon (y’know, like a normal fucking person). However, the difference is that the narrative is clearly pushing towards Masaki instead of Seiya now, as it should be. Kaito, Nanao and Ryouhei, who used to be just in the background most of the time in S1 are now set perfectly into their own functions and you can tell that they do exist for reasons other than just fill up the team positions. Nanao also seems to be his own person now instead of living through Kaito. Seiya is being shown looking after the whole club, as the competent club president that he is, instead of just Minato. Minato now has proper reactions to everything and doesn’t just completely ignore when Seiya is being a little shit. Masaki is now acting like a true mentor and already in the first episode we have him giving more advice to the boys than the entirety of the first season. But more than anything else, what caught my attention was Shuu. S1 did him really dirty by giving him scary jealous rival vibes and not expanding at all on his relationship with Minato. As I said before, they’re not your usual sports anime rival duo. They really respect and admire each other, are jealous of each other to some extent, but they’re friends first and foremost. They’re also opposites of one another in every way. We didn’t get any of this in S1, and now we’re getting literally all of it at once. What a fucking blessing.

Honestly, the only things I’m concerned about in this season are 1) Kaito and Seiya’s relationship. It’s probably too late to mend it now and make it the way it is in canon, and it also seems the animators are just not interested in doing that, which kinda hurts, but I guess we can’t have it all. And 2) Minato and Masaki’s relationship. I’m pretty sure that we’re not gonna get the same amount of content for them as there is in the novel, and in the off-chance that we do, it’s just not gonna have the same approach or the same quality. Minato and Masaki are mirrors of each other but the anime vehemently refuses to acknowledge this for some reason. They try to treat Masaki as a completely separate entity that has absolutely nothing in common with Minato despite all of the mystic, supernatural and fate-oriented themes that their connection is centered around and the fact that they’ve gone through very similar experiences and hardships in doing archery. But I’d rather believe that it’s a little too early to make a judgement and wait. Truth remains that the characters and their relationships in the anime will never be nearly as good as they are in the original work no matter how hard they try, so I’m just gonna take what I can get.

Anyway, these are my thoughts on this episode. It was one of the very rare instances where I completely approve of anime-original content in an adaptation.

Best Fragrantica reviews of (some of) my favorite perfumes

Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab Snake Oil

This is a scent that lends to a sense of danger and power, and not for the faint of heart–but rather for a heart-pricked thrice under a full moon right before you take a big dripping bite of it to seal the spell in flesh and blood and death. You’re the dangerous, powerful creature in this scenario and you gotta commit if you’re going to wear this gorgeously potent thing.

Vagabond Prince Enchanted Forest

Enchanted Forest is an enchanted forest in a bottle. All the smells of a lush overgrown coniferous forest of Eastern Europe or Russia is there. When you first spray this perfume, you are greeted by the smell of evergreen trees, pine, spruce, and fir. As the fragrance develops you are deeper into the forest and the smell of tart and delicious berries beckon you to find them. Hopefully they are not poisonous, but one never knows in a magical forest if the forces that created it are good or evil. There is the smell of herbs that are growing on the forest floor, aromatic edible herbs full of medicinal and life-giving healthy properties adding a little bite to a sweet woody perfume. The florals here are distant, like a far-off dream, you can sense them and search for them, but you drawn deeper and deeper into the dark coniferous forest.

Indult Tihota

Today my coworker entered the office and said "it smells like vanilla cookies in here!" That's me. I'm the vanilla cookies

TokyoMilk Tainted Love

It's verrrrry boozy! Like "don't even consider wearing this if your hung-over" kind of boozy!

Vilhelm A Lilac a Day

This is a photorealistic lilac experience. It's disturbingly beautiful. The only thing is, for me, it completely lacks sex appeal. I feel like there should be something... mysterious(?) about a fragrance that makes it alluring. This has no mystery whatsoever. It's a big whiff of a lilac bush. It skews old to me, but definitely old and rich. Like the Queen. Wear with white gloves and a huge hat.

Guerlain Mitsouko

Whenever I've been stopped and asked, "Just what is that you're wearing?" My answer is usually "Mitsouko." Everything about Mitsouko is timeless; an actual post-impressionist, post-Les Nabis group work of art, or, given the year of its release, an exercise of the Expressionist and Intimist art movements bottled in a languid, aloof, yet warm embrace of a fragrance.

Ex Idolo Love & Crime

It's lovely but it's SO DAMN STRONG. Nuclear projection. Eternal longevity. You want a delicious, addictive, unusual gourmand compliment beast? Be careful what you wish for.

Frederic Malle Portrait of a Lady

smells like a warm summer day spent in a dark castle somewhere in romania , beams of sunlight fighting past heavy curtains and if you look out the window there's a girl smelling flowers in a white dress . something sinister is definitely in the air . so so beautiful

Maison Martin Margiela By the Fireplace

The first time I smelt this fragrance, I was teleported to Chamonix, France in 1971 (just like the bottle says), sitting by the fireplace, reading a newspaper after just returning to my chalet after an afternoon of skiing.

'Small Village: Gerberoy', by Henri Le Sidaner, 1937.

Quelques trucs bien. Aout 2023

Ces “Quelques trucs bien” s’inspirent directement des “3 trucs bien” de Fabienne Yvert, publié au Tripode. 

Pas 3 par jour pour ma part, mais une volonté régulière de gratitude et d’optimisme. 

Finir la saison en apothéose avec la fête de mon anniversaire et une nuit blanche 

Penser et repenser à comment écrire ce discours pour le mariage de ma fille. Tenter de parler d’amour et de couple sans parler de ma propre expérience. Réaliser que j’ai probablement été meilleure mère qu’épouse 

Faire la rentrée de bonne humeur, encore énergisée par la fête récente et le week-end d’amitié avec mon amie C. 

Voir (encore) un arc-en-ciel. Présager le meilleur pour les jours à venir 

Organiser une fête d’anniversaire au dernier moment et à l’auberge espagnole : dépasser l’anxiété sociale. Youpi ! 

Passer plus d’une heure au téléphone avec ma cousine. Prendre l’apéro en écoutant ses confidences, puis dans une légère ivresse, lui envoyer une carte postale de remerciement 

Faire une prise de sang Check up le jour de mon anniversaire de 50 ans. Analyses impeccables ! Pourvu que ça dure 

Remercier mon fils qui pense à me préparer à manger 

Voir un arc-en-ciel pendant la canicule 

Espérer que l’armure se se fissure et que je trouve le courage de dire mes failles et mes désirs. Accepter d’être vulnérable 

Pouponner mon petit M. qui a déjà deux mois, prend du poids et des biscotos qu’adoucissent ses premiers sourires 

Bricoler avec mon fils pour rénover le mur coloré de sa chambre. M’émerveiller de son adresse et de son ingéniosité 

Préparer un cocktail Prosecco et sirop de fleurs de sureau. Trouver une alternative au Spritz trop amer 

Organiser un apéro dînatoire sous l’arbre en soirée. Mettre une nappe bleue pour donner une autre couleur à ce moment plus intimiste 

Accueillir Tatie M. à la maison pour quatre jours. Me sentir moi aussi un peu en vacances 

Sentir encore une accroche avec quelqu’un. Nous sentir engoncés l’un l’autre dans la timidité. Hésiter encore à prendre l’initiative de la rencontre 

Sortir manger une glace avec maman au village. La sentir en vacances un moment suspendu 

Trouver tous les accessoires pour le mariage de ma fille : sac pochette, bijoux, etc. 

Prendre de la distance avec ma sœur qui est partie deux semaines en vacances. Me dire qu’elle avait certainement besoin de couper et qu’elle ne vit pas dans la culpabilité comme moi 

Accepter les pertes de mémoire de maman. Me réconforter en me persuadant que c’est moins douloureux pour sa conscience de la perte d’autonomie 

Accompagner ma fille pour l’essayage de sa robe de mariée. La rassurer sur la beauté de son épanouissement de jeune femme et de jeune mère. Ce sera un des jours de sa vie où elle sera la plus belle 

Me voir offrir par les copines un bouquin intitulé « Fous à lier » parce que ça a immédiatement fait penser à moi 

Trouver du plaisir à jardiner : arroser le jardin et tailler les fleurs fanées 

Retrouver un ami de presque 30 ans pour une soirée. Reprendre le fil des confidences comme si le temps s’était suspendu depuis 

Passer une soirée entre filles à faire débat autour d’un roman féministe de Chloé Delaume. Finir la soirée en lecture à voix haute pour les copines de sororité 

Découvrir une nouvelle forme fixe de poème : ghazel

Surprendre une biche qui traverse la piste devant ma voiture. Surprise réciproque 

Découvrir une petite tarente perdue au plafond de ma chambre. Tenter de la chasser et m’endormir sans crainte

Aller chez le notaire avec ma fille. Me sentir enfin légitime après tant d’années

Peggy Lee aurait eu 100 ans le 26 mai. Chanteuse à la voix limpide et au phrasé subtil, Peggy Lee passait avec naturel, dès les années 1940, du swing léger au crooning intimiste.

Peggy Lee would have been 100 years old on May 26. A singer with a clear voice and subtle phrasing, Peggy Lee moved naturally, from the 1940s, from light swing to intimate crooning.

Xi Jinping en France : la diplomatie chinoise de la "touche personnelle"

Et euh sinon c'est possible de t'épouser ou pas ? Je demande pour une amie

tu peux dire à ton amie que c'est tout à fait possible, il faut juste que ses derniers vaccins soient mis à jour. mon tour de doigt c'est 6cm et est-ce qu'elle préfère les mariages intimistes ou en gros comité ? parce que c'est pas le même budg, j'préfère m'organiser à l'avance. des bisous