Yun Dong-ju, tr. by Peter H. Lee, from The Silence of Love: Twentieth-century Korean Poetry; “Primeval morning, I”
[Text ID: “Love with a serpent, / Poison with flowers.”]
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i was baptized in the blood of the goat
&& laid upon the alter not knowing i was their supper
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❝ everyones a fuckin' critic. ❞ he scoffs, rolling his eyes as he reaches to take the can from her, deciding to finish off what was left of the drink; allowing himself the moment to consider what he wanted to say. he was being much more generous with information, which was the least of what he could have done (given the events) but he opted to make her work for that. still, she was trying to enjoy her bath and not be stressed out so he'd be generous in throwing her something of a bone.
❝ the moons energy is cold, but stars tend to lean warmer. you know i never really understood that, but i guess it's all about perspective. i donno. i feel like if i go knocking on selene's door again, she's gonna put me back in the ground. ❞ and he really didn't want to take another unintentional dirt nap for knocking on a goddesses door and pissing her off. the last time, he'd communed, it didn't go great. he was still dealing with some of it.
❝ whatever you wanna do. i'll stick around for a bit an' you can playtest whatever you got. ❞ he sets the can aside and nudges her thigh in the water before looking at the tea lights to make sure they weren't burning too far down. ❝ as for places to go.... i donno. maybe we could get lost in bermuda or some shit. ❞ he's joking....
maybe.
"Oh? You're just openly giving me this information now? I get a bath and free analyzation? How generous of you~"
She's teasing, as she does, and takes a few more swigs of her drink. She thinks on it for a moment, shrugs, and offers him the can in case he wanted another sip.
"My magick may feel like the moon, but I myself am made of stars. I'm sure I can figure something out. Besides, the fact that you can feel something of mine at all already says something. The goal is to send a message and trigger a response. That said...going somewhere warmer during winter sounds like a plan to me. Where did you have in mind?"
Because somewhere warm could be as simple as southern North America or as different as a whole other country.
"We can also test how things work in the morning versus at night. It'll probably be obvious I'm more charged after moonrise but you know. It'll be good to confirm it."
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“ i am one more minor inconvenience away from losing my shit. ”
❝ aren't you tired of bein' nice? wouldn' you like t' lose control, jus once an' join me in th' chaos? ❞ he knows she wants to. he's seen how she looks even if she might not always approve of his behavior. there was something so freeing in just not caring about things, for a little while. letting the world just exist and just going with it. not being responsible.
❝ i could go cat mode. i could knock a coffee mug over. ❞
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❝ suppose it never hurts to try in this instance. whats the worst thats gonna happen? ❞ he legitimately couldn't think of anything worse than what he went through himself with magick. his own magic was strong, but it was corrosive within in; immediately clotting within him and needed to be expelled through the body. it wouldn't kill him, but like most things it was unpleasant. he could theorize about what it would potentially do to him but he wasn't too worried; when he really thought about weighing the scales of what could happen to what would happen. he was more of a fuck around and find out, and her idea did qualify.
❝ your magick feels different than what i experience with the boss, joshua. because of what he is, his abilities are more aligned with heat because of the domain he controls. light doesn't always equate to heat, but in his circumstance... he's like.... the sun. and you are the moon. reflective heat and the moon, an' dreams tend to be cold. so i'm curious how you'll simulate warmth. ❞ he shifts his legs in the water, allowing the water (which felt luke warm to him even if it would have felt hotter to her) to wash around his calves. he looked at her down in the water, noting her expression with the can and shrugged his shoulders lightly.
❝ winter months also tend to suck depending. snow an' i don't mix often, so maybe we look t' goin' somewhere warm for a couple weeks if you can swing it. i can always find work anywhere i go, so long as I check in with the boss or clover. ❞
Neff was always much less objective when it came to being known more intimately. She loved having a bond, she liked when people knew her in ways others didn't, so him knowing exactly how to deal with her and how she'd react to it made her smile just as much as it got on her nerves.
She listens, and observes, and takes her drink when he finally offers it to her, taking note that he did indeed get her the soda and not the tea. She thanks him, takes a sip, and continues to let the gears in her head turn while thinking about this.
"Yeah. I've got some tests I'd wanna try out. For a long time I've wondered if maybe I could use magic as a type of stimulation, but I wasn't sure if I'd be strong enough to make it happen. Nothing would be guaranteed anyway, but having a stronger presence would have a higher chance of successful results. Now though? Being what I am? I think it would be the best time to try."
Her legs adjust in the tub to make room for him and she finds herself lightly tapping her teeth at the opening of the can as she thinks.
"I have both more strength and more control with my magic, and the main thing here would be concentrating what I have to, say, my fingertips, and seeing how it would feel coming into contact with your own. And then depending on how that goes it would be molding said concentration of magic to send a specific message. Lots of baby steps."
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** pinterest cursed memes sentence starters.
“ i’m in spain… but the ‘ s ‘ is silent. ”
“ ah yes, my train of thought. or as i like to call it, the Anxiety Express. ”
“ i put the yeet in emotionally unstable. ”
“ gosh golly gee it sure is a good day to stare at the ceiling and cry ! ”
“ i might be obnoxious but at least i’m also annoying. ”
“ is it 1930 because i have great depression. ”
“ i am so sorry but giving a fuck is no longer part of my personal brand. ”
“ call me an escalator because i let people down. ”
“ i guess i’m like a�� fridge with a burst pipe: cool but broken inside. ”
“ they call me the fruit cake because no one wants to eat this snack. ”
“ can’t see the haters through my tears. nice try though. ”
“ my preferred sport is self sabotage. ”
“ maths ain’t real but the tears sure are. ”
“ suck out my sadness daddy ! ”
“ i took the breaks off my scooter because the swag never stops. ”
“ whether i’m feeling hashtag blessed or hashtag stressed, i’m always looking my hashtag best. ”
“ yeah i cry sometimes. what about it ? ”
“ crying is an extreme sport. ”
“ i got 99 problems and i caused all of them. ”
“ coke ? nah bro, i only do brocaine ! ”
“ time flies when you don’t know what the fuck is going on. ”
“ beep beep ! it’s 3am and i need to fucking sleep. ”
“ yeah i’m made of DNA. depression n’ anxiety. ”
“ make out ? no thanks. i’m saving these lips for the sweet kiss of death. ”
“ i thought you were a real one but it turns out that you were just a roblox thot. ”
“ listen son, in this world it’s either yeet or be yeeted. ”
“ the past tense of sleep is sloop. ”
“ i put the bi in bitch. ”
“ i got my shit together but it’s still shit. ”
“ whether my income is stopping or my mood is dropping you know i keep this booty poppin’. ”
“ the strongest part of the human body is the jaw, and the weakest part is my will to live. ”
“ i don’t have to be drunk or high to make bad life decisions. ”
“ it’s okay, i’m not my type either. ”
“ if you think my room is a mess, you should see the rest of my life. ”
“ they say it be like that sometimes, but lately it be like that all the time. ”
“ i am one more minor inconvenience away from losing my shit. ”
“ i will jazz hands my way through hell. ”
“ it’s either bitch or be bitched. ”
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SEXUAL PREFERENCES.
cross - turn offs. BOLD - applies always. italic - applies sometimes.
⇢ INCLINATIONS/HABITS:
IS SUBMISSIVE | IS DOMINANT | PREFERS TO TOP | PREFERS TO BOTTOM | LIKES TO SWITCH | IDENTIFIES AS HETEROSEXUAL | IDENTIFIES AS HOMOSEXUAL | IDENTIFIES AS BISEXUAL | IDENTIFIES AS ASEXUAL | ENJOYS SEX WITH MEN | ENJOYS SEX WITH WOMEN | ENJOYS SEX WITH MULTIPLE PEOPLE AT ONE TIME | INITIATES | WAITS FOR PARTNER TO INITIATE | SPITS | SWALLOWS | PREFERS SEX IN THE MORNING | PREFERS SEX AT NIGHT | PREFERS SEX ANY TIME | NO SEX DRIVE| LOW SEX DRIVE | AVERAGE SEX DRIVE | HIGH SEX DRIVE | HYPERSEXUAL
⇢ BODY/APPEARANCE:
SMALL BUILD | MEDIUM BUILD | ATHLETIC BUILD | MUSCULAR BUILD | CURVY BUILD | VOLUPTUOUS BUILD | WEARS BOXERS | WEARS LINGERIE | GOES ‘COMMANDO’ | SHAVES / WAXES | DOESN’T SHAVE / WAX | CUP SIZE A-C | CUP SIZE D-F | 1-5″ IN LENGTH | 6-9" IN LENGTH | 10" OR OVER IN LENGTH
⇢ SOUNDS:
IS SILENT / MAKES LITTLE TO NO SOUNDS | IS VERY QUIET | IS VERY LOUD | GROWS IN VOLUME OVER TIME | BITES HAND / PARTNER / PILLOW TO MUFFLE THEMSELVES | CALLS OUT PARTNER’S NAME | CURSES | FAKES / EXAGGERATES | PREFERS A QUIET PARTNER | PREFERS A LOUD PARTNER | DIRTY TALK
⇢ TURN-ONS/KINKS:
HAVING THEIR HANDS PINNED | PINNING THEIR PARTNER’S HANDS | HAVING THEIR HAIR PULLED| PULLING THEIR PARTNER’S HAIR | BEING WATCHED (BY THEIR PARTNER) | BEING WATCHED (BY A THIRD PARTY) | WATCHING THEIR PARTNER | RECEIVING ORAL | GIVING ORAL | CALLING THEIR PARTNER ‘DADDY’ | BEING CALLED ‘DADDY’ | GIVING PRAISE | RECEIVING PRAISE | BITING / MARKING | BEING BITTEN / MARKED | SPANKING | BEING SPANKED | TEASING | BEING TEASED | HAVING TOYS USED ON THEM | USING TOYS ON THEIR PARTNER | CHOKING | BEING CHOKED |DIRTY TALK | BEING TIED UP | TYING THEIR PARTNER UP | BEING WORSHIPED | WORSHIPING THEIR PARTNER | HUMILIATING | BEING HUMILIATED | DEGRADING | BEING DEGRADED | KNIFE PLAY | BLOOD PLAY | BEING PEGGED | PEGGING
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her tone betrays what she wants to say and it was exactly what abel was aiming for. it was getting too comfortable, so he needed to show her he still was himself, even for being a malewife. he knew on some level she enjoyed it. if she didn't she would be getting up, instead of settling into the water more.
❝ uh huh, sure. ❞ he says, picking up the smudge he'd brought with him into the bath earlier before he got started and used one of the near by tea lights to light. he goes about the bath filling the space with it, letting the scent of patchouli and sage fill the bath with the small candles before setting it on the burnproof tray and going about his usual nightly routine.
usually his day was beginning about this time, so the fact he was helping her wind down was different. he needed different. he listened while going about doing his sweep of the space before going to grab her drink of choice; opening it himself to steal a sip of it; leaning near by against the sink.
❝ mm... well, i can still feel things if its intense. energy usually comes through. bein' around the boss tends to radiate heat, which helps. but with how my magicks tend to work, dark tends to gather cold so..... i like to think thats part of why im always cold. ❞ he reaches down to pass her the soda, looking at her in the bath before going to take off his pants so he could soak his legs in the tub. he wouldn't climb in but he did want to feel the warmth.
❝ why, you got an idea? ❞
Well so much for relaxing. Instantly does she make a face, scrunching up her nose at him after he decides to once again be so unapologetically himself.
"More like manpain. You're in trouble once I'm out of here, I hope you know that." He may have the upper hand for now, but she's going to absolutely make sure she gets his ass once she's got her energy back. "Bring me whichever you want, but know if you bring me my original request you can't complain about me not drinking your tea afterwards."
She leans her head against the back of the bathtub, taking slow, deep breaths to really take in the aromas. The tricky part would be meditation to relax but not necessarily fall asleep or project anywhere. Would that even be possible? Who knows. Maybe as long as she doesn't keep herself too into it for too long she can just loosen up her muscles.
"Random question." Actively speaking would help, too. "I know your nerves are shot, but can you feel things through energy?"
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