it is all chaos and entropy. the thing is that the chaos and entropy make it beautiful and lovely.
yes, it's true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is terrifying. i have lived through some of the unfairness - i got born like this, with my body caving into itself, with this ironic love of dance when i sometimes can't stand up for longer than 15 minutes. i am a poet with hands that are slowly shutting down - i can't hold a pen some days. recently i found a dead bird on our front porch. she had no visible injuries. she had just died, the way things die sometimes.
it is also true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is wonderful. the sheer happenstance that makes rain turn into a rainbow. the impossible coincidence of finding your best friend. i have made so many mistakes and i have let myself down and i have harmed other people by accident. nature moves anyway. on the worst day of my life she delivers me an orange juice sunset, as if she is saying try again tomorrow.
how vast and unknowing the universe! how small we are! isn't that lovely. the universe has given us flowers and harp strings and the shape of clouds. how massive our lives are in comparison to a grasshopper. the world so bright, still undiscovered. even after 30 years of being on this earth, i learned about a new type of animal today: the dhole.
chance echoing in my life like a harmony between two people talking. do you think you and i, living in different worlds but connected through the internet - do you think we've ever seen the same butterfly? they migrate thousands of miles. it's possible, right?
how beautiful the ways we fill the vastness of space. i love that when large amounts of people are applauding in a room, they all start clapping at the same time. i love that the ocean reminds us of our mother's heartbeat. i love that out of all the colors, chlorophyll chose green. i love the coincidences. i love the places where science says i don't know, but it just happens.
"the universe doesn't care about you!" oh, i know. that's okay. i care about the universe. i will put my big stupid heart out into it and watch the universe feast on it. it is not painful. it is strange - the more love you pour into the unfeeling world, the more it feels the world loves you in return. i know it's confirmation bias. i think i'm okay if my proof of kindness is just my own body and my own spirit.
i buried the bird from our porch deep in the woods. that same day, an old friend reaches out to me and says i miss you. wherever you go, no matter how bad it gets - you try to do good.
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𝟏𝟐:𝟏𝟗 𝐚𝐦.
t/w: noncon, dégradation, unprotected sex.
a/n: MDNI. ageless/bot looking blogs will be blocked. in my defense… i just want him to be mean to me. also im delirious. unbetad is my brand.
synopsis: cheol decides to teach you some manners.
feel free to block.
Thinking about Seungcheol who absolutely can’t stand you and you who completely abhors the sight of Seungcheol likewise. The both of you just straight up hate each others guts.
Just thinking about all the trouble to get up to when you say one smart-ass thing too many to finally push Seungcheol over the edge.
Because someone’s gotta put a brat in their place. And who else other than Cheol could possibly handle the likes of your spoiled rotten attitude.
“Always gotta run that fucking smart-ass mouth of yours. Don’t you, princess?” he sneers his last word with an extra bit of disdain.
You barely have the presence of mind to process his words, never mind articulate a coherent reply as he splits you open on his cock. Hell, you barely know how you even ended up like this. One minute you’re sharing a drink amongst your shared friend group and then next you’re shoved into the bathroom with Seungcheol jumping your bones. Your body thrown over the counter, pushed forward as cool marble raises the skin of your bare arms as you scramble to grab at the cold expanse.
“What are you doing— what the fuck are you doing, Seungcheol? Get the fuck off of me!” Were your initial words. But to Seungcheol, it was laughable just how easily you fell apart as he’s shoving your dress up and tearing at your panties.
“What? Don’t tell me a bitch like you hasn’t been fucked before,” he’s scoffing as you wriggle, shaking your head as panic flashes across your visage in the mirror.
“Or is it just that you’re not used to good dick?” he muses as he inspects the folds of your exposed heat, pants undone and cock out and tracing over where his eyes just had.
You catch the way his thick brows arch and bow, supple lips purse as he eyes you like a piece of meat to be sampled. The indignant rage was slowly simmering down to an acute sense of fight or flight— unfortunately for you— you only find yourself freezing as he bears down upon you.
“I said get the fuck off me,” you manage to bite out despite the sinking feeling in your chest. Moving to push yourself upright, knocking your head back.
You were stubborn; “A real piece of work,” Seungcheol says, much like he always does. Before a hand of his is rooting in your hair and shoving you back into the position he had bent you over in initially.
“Someone’s gotta show you what happens to brats who don’t know their place,” he hums thoughtfully, like he wasn’t now balls deep in you as you cry out beneath him. “That’s alright, baby, I’ll show you.”
“What’s the matter? Don’t have anything smart to say? Where’s all that shit you were talking earlier?” he’s mocking concern as you try to blink back tears, feeling every ridge and vein of his length as he imprints every inch of himself into your cunt.
“Fuck you,” you hiss out through gritted teeth, jaw clenched as you manage the sharpest glare you could in the reflection of the mirror. Catching his smug as ever gaze. God, you hated him and his stupid face.
“Don’t you worry that dumb little head of yours.” Pearly whites beam back you. “I already am.”
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Thinking about the KaeyaJeanDiluc friendship where they grew up together and they were CLOSE & sure maybe Jean felt like Diluc & Kaeya were closer since they were brothers & sure maybe Kaeya felt like he had to keep secrets from the two of them bc they would never understand but they were like. A trio! A team!
& then Diluc’s 18th birthday comes around and everything goes to shit and Diluc LEAVES so they’re no longer KaeyaJeanDiluc but just Kaeya & Jean & in some ways Kaeya and Jean get closer because of it but there’s also a pronounced DISTANCE where Jean doesn’t know how to reach Kaeya anymore & Kaeya is even more determined not to tell Jean anything & they both lose themselves in their duties to Mondstadt while also missing Diluc and ALSO, despite everything, offering each other unconditional support
& then Diluc comes BACK & in addition to Kaeya & Jean there’s the shaky reestablishment of Jean & Diluc and Diluc & Kaeya but it’s not THE SAME. they’re no longer KaeyaJeanDiluc; Jean & Kaeya are knights and Diluc will never be a knight again & they all changed while Diluc was away & none of them know how to talk to each other anymore AND YET there’s still an undercurrent of trust!! Not fully, especially between Kaeya & Diluc, but Diluc still calls on Jean during the archon quest, trusting that she will keep their secrets even though as the acting grandmaster she should probably not. Jean says in her about Diluc voiceline that she understands why Diluc hates the knights & is working hard to make them an organization he can trust again. Kaeya covers for Diluc’s darknight hero escapades & fondly reminisces about their childhood in front of him. Diluc invited Kaeya to dinner at the winery & (afaik) never told anyone about Kaeya’s origins. Kaeya tells the traveler that they need to give Jean their full support and planned a birthday party for her. Jean left Kaeya in charge of Mondstadt when she went to the golden apple archipelago! On some level they recognize that their goals still align!! There’s still trust and love there but there’s also this gap between them that none of them know how to cross and I just!!!
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