THE MOON IS REACHING FOR ME.

indie star trek oc / written by celeste

[dark-sappho]

05•03•20

I'm taking a poetry class this semester. Thankfully the library is full of inspiration.

[primulaceas]

Mary Oliver, "Little Crazy Love Song." Blue Horses

[julliettewarners]

One is a beautiful woman with dark hair and a fierceness that’s both scary and inspiring. The other is a guy.

[starhone]

just thinking about when i was on velocicoaster last week and i thought i was gonna drool on myself but then we did the barrel roll over the water and it literally spun the spit back into my mouth and i haven’t been the same since

[depsidase]

[persephonememes]

* (  THE HAUNTING OF HILL HOUSE /  SENTENCE PROMPTS.

These may have been edited for clarity or length or to better apply for roleplaying.

❛ I wish you would have told me. ❜

❛ You didn’t tell your sisters what you saw. ❜

❛ Some things can’t be told. You live them or you don’t. ❜

❛ I’m sorry. ❜

❛ Mom says that a house is like a body. ❜

❛ All this time we tried to get into this room, now we can’t get the fuck out! ❜

❛ She saved me. ❜

❛ I don’t feel anything. ❜

❛ I’m scared. That’s all I am. ❜

❛ There’s nothing left. I’m only scared. ❜

❛ It’s just a house. ❜

❛ It’s very different in the night. It’s different in the dark. ❜

❛ What if I dream that you kill us? ❜

❛ Do you think there’s a thing worse than that? ❜

❛ I don’t think there’s anything worse than that. ❜

❛ Did you just punch me in the boob? ❜

❛ Someone ask you what you think? ❜

❛ I’m so proud of you. You’re doing so well. ❜

❛ Keep it up. ❜

❛ I’m glad you’re here. ❜

❛ I should have made more of an effort with you. ❜

❛ You tried as best you could. ❜

❛ I should have met you halfway. ❜

❛ People fuck up. ❜

❛ I guess you don’t get that, you don’t really get it until you fuck up. ❜

❛ You like to fix things. ❜

❛ You’re good at fixing things. I keep hearing this about you, is that right? ❜

❛ I’m not so sure anymore. ❜

❛ Who do you think did this? ❜

❛ It’s not as bad as it is in your head. ❜

❛ Most of what people say at a funeral is a wish. ❜

❛ Now you stand there and you talk about ghosts and spirits. ❜

❛ Is she okay? ❜

❛ How do you know that? ❜

❛ It’s a twin thing. ❜

❛ This house is bad. ❜

❛ These will help with the cold. ❜

❛ What are you, um, looking at? ❜

❛ She fucking knew better. And she did it anyway. ❜

❛ We’re tougher than other kids. ❜

❛ We make ourselves really safe. And no one ever gets in. ❜

❛ Just because you care about them doesn’t mean they won’t burn you. ❜

❛ You’re scared. I can tell. ❜

❛ Be sure to let your imagination get the best of you. That’s the first step. ❜

❛ Imagine the worst thing possible. Assume it’s true. Then go from there. ❜

❛ I’m drawing boundaries, which is something you should look in to. ❜

❛ How long do we have to live here? ❜

❛ When we die, we turn into stories; and every time someone tells one of those stories, it’s like we’re still here for them. ❜

❛ We’re all stories in the end. ❜

❛ I love you completely, and you loved me the same. The rest is confetti. ❜

❛ Someone should’ve told her she didn’t have to try this hard. ❜

❛ Pandas don’t eat macaroni. ❜

❛ And I’m just- I’m just floating in this ocean of nothing, and I wonder if this is it, if this is what death is. ❜

❛ Journeys end in lovers meeting. ❜

❛ I’ve seen a lot of ghosts. Just not the way you think. ❜

❛ To learn what we fear is to learn who we are. ❜

❛ Horror defies our boundaries and illuminates our souls. ❜

❛ A ghost can be a lot of things. A memory, a daydream, a secret. ❜

❛ When you’re little, you learn how to see things that aren’t there. And when you grow up, you learn how to make them real. ❜

❛ Fear and guilt are sisters. ❜

❛ No live organism can continue to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality. ❜

❛ Most times, a ghost is a wish. ❜

❛ All I could think of when I got a look at the place from the outside was what fun it would be to stand out there and watch it burn down. ❜

❛ Fear is the relinquishment of logic, the willing relinquishing of reasonable patterns. ❜

❛ I feel a little clearer just now. ❜

❛ I feel like I’ve been here before. ❜

❛ You have to live. ❜

❛ I don’t know how to do this without you. ❜

❛ There’s no without. I am not gone. ❜

❛ I’m scattered into so many pieces, sprinkled on your life like new snow. ❜

❛ There’s so much I want to say to you all. ❜

❛ I’m so sorry our last words were in anger. ❜

❛ I’m sorry if I didn’t listen, and I’m sorry… ❜

❛ It wouldn’t have changed anything. ❜

❛ I loved you completely. And you loved me the same. ❜

❛ What were you feeling before? ❜

❛ I was feeling fear. And… And guilt. ❜

[foreverthe80s]

Ferris Bueller’s Day Off (1986)

[misszoeydeutch]

zoey in her mom’s instagram story the other day – getting all excited about seeing the manatees and just being cute! 😍

[fleeten-deactivated20150421]

don’t stare at the moon too long or else you’ll remember that nothing in this stupid fucking world makes sense

[just--earth]

[stabilised]

aesthetic blog 

[deep-space-babe-deactivated2015]

im a huge fan of space; both outer and personal

[lovely-trek]

[weirdlandtv]

THE INTELLIGENT WOMAN’S GUIDE TO ATOMIC RADIATION (1964). Cover art by Bruce Robertson.

[primulaceas]

Natalie Diaz, "American Arithmetic." Postcolonial Love Poem

[edenmemes]

song of achilles rp starters

by madeline miller. i altered some quotes so they fit better  ♡

❝  i saw then how i had changed.  ❞ ❝  name one hero who was happy — you can’t.  ❞ ❝  i feel like i could eat the world raw.  ❞ ❝  you are half my soul, as the poets say.  ❞ ❝  i have no need to forgive you. you cannot offend me.  ❞ ❝  i do not fear ridicule. i never have.  ❞ ❝  you have always trusted so easily; you have had so little in your life to fear or suspect.  ❞ ❝  do you hear me? please, say something.  ❞ ❝  your face is like quicksilver, always racing to something new. you unsettle me.  ❞ ❝  you do not give things up so easily now as you once did.  ❞ ❝  now i know how to make you follow me everywhere.  ❞ ❝  i would know your face in dark or disguise. i would know it even in madness.  ❞ ❝  there is no law that gods must be fair.  ❞ ❝  i have never seen anyone fight the way you do.  ❞ ❝  our dead come for their vengeance regardless of witnesses.  ❞ ❝  the sorrow was so large it threatened to tear through my skin.  ❞ ❝  when you die, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with you.  ❞ ❝  you were always better with words than i.  ❞ ❝  i will never leave you. it will be this, always, for as long as you will let me.  ❞ ❝  you smile, and your face is like the sun.  ❞ ❝  i thought you were — something. you do not — you do not move like a human.  ❞ ❝  do you want to walk up to the woods?  ❞ ❝  you can’t be very wounded if you can stand for so long.  ❞ ❝  there are no bargains between lion and men. i will kill you and eat you raw.  ❞ ❝  we are like gods at the dawning of the world.  ❞ ❝  nothing could eclipse the stain of this dirty, mortal mediocrity.  ❞ ❝  i yearn for the darkness and silence of the underworld, where i can rest.  ❞ ❝  those seconds, half seconds, that the line of our gaze connected, were the only moment in my day that i felt anything at all.  ❞ ❝  you seem utterly unaware of your effect on the people around you.  ❞ ❝  it was almost like fear, in the way it filled me, rising in my chest. it was almost like tears, in how swiftly it came.  ❞ ❝  you are a weapon, a killer. do not forget it.  ❞ ❝  i have heard that men who live by a waterfall cease to hear it — in such a way did i learn to live beside the rushing torrent of my doom.  ❞ ❝  if you have to go, you know i will go with you.  ❞ ❝  there is no one like you.  ❞ ❝  we have given each other wounds, but they are not mortal.  ❞ ❝  and perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.  ❞ ❝  who can be ashamed to lose to such beauty? it is enough to watch you win.  ❞ ❝  do not let what you have gained this day be so easily lost.  ❞ ❝  you have killed them and taken your vengeance. it is enough.  ❞ ❝  no man is worth more than another, wherever he is from.  ❞ ❝  strange that such a small kindness feels like grace.  ❞ ❝  you can use a spear as a walking stick, but that will not change its nature.  ❞ ❝  i cannot bear to see you grieving.  ❞ ❝  i remember little more than scattered images from my life then.  ❞ ❝  i would recognize you by touch alone, by smell; i would know you blind, by the way your breaths came and your feet struck the earth. i would know you in death, at the end of the world.  ❞ ❝  i see a dozen men here ready to leap on each other’s throats.  ❞ ❝  in my land a bow is marked as the weapon of cowards.  ❞ ❝  you may still make a good person.  ❞ ❝  you don’t bother to threaten me, yet. i should be worth threatening.  ❞ ❝  the memories well up like springwater, faster than i can hold them back.  ❞ ❝  i hoped that you would come.  ❞ ❝  the voices of the dead were said to have the power to make the living mad.  ❞ ❝  i have weathered the anger of gods before.  ❞ ❝  i thought of how many nights i had lain awake in this room, loving you in silence.  ❞ ❝  there is nothing in the world i want more than to know what you had not said.  ❞ ❝  you will never gain fame from your fighting. does this surprise you?  ❞ ❝  my mind is filled with cataclysm and apocalypse: i wish for earthquakes, eruptions, flood. only that seems large enough to hold all of my rage and grief.  ❞ ❝  i will not cry in front of you.  ❞ ❝  listen to me. you go too far in this. i will not be able to protect you.  ❞ ❝  there is no honor in betraying your friends.  ❞ ❝  i’m afraid I have been prompted by a rare stirring of guilt.  ❞ ❝  i promised myself that if i ever saw you again, i would keep my thoughts behind my eyes.  ❞ ❝  i did not want you to see my fear, though normally we kept nothing from each other.  ❞ ❝  gods and mortals never mix happily in our stories.  ❞ ❝  you will be dead soon enough.  ❞ ❝  you are destroying yourself. you will not be loved for this, you will be hated, and cursed.  ❞ ❝  you left yourself today. and now you are returned.  ❞ ❝  you are a better person than i.  ❞ ❝  whatever you do, i shall stand with you, as i always have.  ❞ ❝  you have looked at me a thousand thousand times, but there is something different in this gaze, an intensity i do not know.  ❞ ❝  my life is my reputation. it is all i have.  ❞ ❝  may i give you some advice? if you are truly his friend, you will help him leave this soft heart behind.  ❞ ❝  what are you thinking about?  ❞ ❝  even the boldest of people would whisper a prayer if they brushed against me.  ❞ ❝  the keen edge of my envy was like flint, a spark away from fire.  ❞ ❝  do you think we fight hopeless wars?  ❞ ❝  it is strange, that you would speak against betrayal.  ❞ ❝  if every soldier killed only those who’d personally offended him, we’d have no wars at all.  ❞ ❝  no one has ever tried to take something from me.  ❞ ❝  stay behind me.  ❞ ❝  will you help me put the rest of my armor on?  ❞ ❝  your face is blank and barren, like another language, impenetrable.  ❞ ❝  i am here because i believe that we will win. i am staying until the end.  ❞ ❝  your presence is like a stone in my shoe, impossible to ignore.  ❞ ❝  he is not worthy of you. he never has been.  ❞ ❝  will you tell me who hurt you?  ❞ ❝  it is like a nightmare; i expect, each moment, to wake to relief. but there is no waking.  ❞ ❝  i do not need to prove myself to you. to any of you.  ❞ ❝  you have always thought too much of yourself.  ❞ ❝  some men gain glory after they die, while others fade.  ❞ ❝  even here, behind the darkness of my eyelids, i cannot name the thing i hope for.  ❞ ❝  our joy is so bright we can see nothing else but the other.  ❞ ❝  you have a tender heart. an admirable quality, surely.  ❞ ❝  you are spring, golden and bright. envious death would drink your blood, and grow young again.  ❞ ❝  i will not be the raven on your shoulder all the time, predicting gloom.  ❞ ❝  you look different in sleep, beautiful but cold as moonlight.  ❞ ❝  when there is greed, there is hope.  ❞ ❝  i could have told you more, of the dreams that leave me bleary and bloodshot, the almost-screams that scrape my throat as i swallow them down.  ❞ ❝  you are angry, and not without reason.  ❞ ❝  you feel mislead; you were promised victory.  ❞ ❝  you know, it’s funny; i keep thinking i’ve seen you before.  ❞

[julliettewarners]

(◡‿◡✿)

[hatilead]

“I’m not going anywhere.”      @starhone​     

             𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐇       .           cut the flesh of his tongue like acid ,       leave rot in their wake as they fight dry sobs in his trachea .      smile is stolen from his lips ,        turned into knife dug between the ribs of a heaving ribcage .       nothing hurts as thoroughly like failure .       nothing in the known galaxy can leave a scar quite as gruesome as it either .        𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒          reaching out to wrap around her frame .        forehead pressed against her shoulder .       child of stars suddenly no longer quite as tall as he had been a mere day before .        nothing left to chart except pride turned into ash underneath his touch .       

her touch is soothing ,      fingers against spine a reminder that this will not break       /        consoling palm against the nape of his neck a promise words cannot quite bring justice to .       ❝   i do not   …   ❞      broken sobs ,      not quite demanding tears ,     it won’t be long now     .         it is never long past the point where words get stuck        ;           𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐕𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒   .       ❝  …     i do not want you to ,      please  .   ❞     weight of the world becomes too much to bear  .       too heavy for bruised palms to hold on to .       too much .       too much   .         ❝  i should have done better .      i should have     …      i should have made it work .   ❞      

[starhone]

    the destruction of vulcan weighs on them all -- the handful of elders that spock managed to get out had visited the med bay only briefly but it was long enough to see the grit across their faces. sand of a world they’d never be able to visit again. a whole planet, collapsed, destroyed, engulfed into nothing. and spock’s mother, his mother --

    despite pavel’s height, he doesn’t weigh blithe down even as he’s buckled in on himself, smaller than she’s ever seen him before. under her touch he’s a silent earthquake, trembling and trembling without allowing himself to fully let go. she’s done the same thing before -- guilty and disgusted and disappointed in herself, withholding the full catharsis of tears because she didn’t deserve even that little reprieve.

    failure is the hardest thing to live with.

    she smooths down his hair, his shirt, anywhere she can reach him. comfort is not something that comes naturally to her, but she knows rote assurances aren’t going to be any help now -- it wasn’t your fault, there was nothing you could do, you did your best -- they’re the last things she’d want to hear right now, if it were her, if she’d just lost someone because she wasn’t fast enough, wasn’t good enough. “what can i do?” blithe squeezes him closer, her cheek pressed to his curls. “tell me how to help you.”