#pâro

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𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑛. 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠, 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑠 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑟 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑒𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑖𝑡.

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Pâro

Pâro

Tony Stark Genfic Synopsis:  Tony is sure that every choice he’s made has taken him further and further away from being happy. Prompt: Tony Stark + Pâro

pâro - n. the feeling that no matter what you do is always somehow wrong

He wanted to be happy.  Or at least he thought he did.  Sometimes he wondered if there was part of him that must not, considering every single decision he made seemed to end up pushing people away.  Build an AI to protect people, it ends up trying to kill everyone.  Find a way to keep his family together and have them scatter, leaving him alone.  Build a suit to protect the people he loved only to have them criticize you for it and then ultimately be pulled away from them.

He felt like there was something he was missing.  Like everyone else had been given a clear set of instructions for how to proceed through life and end up with all the things you need.  Where he was just blundering around in the dark and making every mistake he could.

He wanted happiness.  He really did.  He had chased it for so long in so many ways.  The sex and drugs and drinking being a temporary fix of what happiness might feel like when he got it.  Yet it somehow isolated him further and made it less possible to achieve in any real way.  He wanted his friends to be with him.  He wanted to be a good mentor to Peter.  He wanted his dad to be proud.  He wanted to marry Pepper and have children and raise them.  To love them in a way that his own father had never loved him.

Instead… he was alone.  On a ship in space.  The dust from what was left of Peter when he disintegrated in his arms still staining his clothes.  He was out of food and water and soon he would be out of oxygen.  Maybe that euphoria you feel as your brain starves is as close to happiness as he was going to get.  At least this way he couldn’t make any more mistakes.

[poetry-and-stardust]

This is a piece for my creative writing class based on the word pâro from The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows created by John Koenig to give a word to emotions that don’t have descriptive words.

I’m sorry if the last bit is difficult to read with the zalgo text and fading font color, here’s what that bit reads:

“Colder, colder, colder

There’s a whisper behind

Colder, colder, colder

You can hear someone cry

Colder

Colder

‘Warmer.’”

[3write3]

Pâro

It seems like everyone always knows

All the ways the right path goes

And when I try to follow them

I always lose my way again

I always seem to mess it up

And fail at carrying the cup

Just do it again, they always say

But I do it wrong, try as I may

I seem to fail at many tasks

But I'm always afraid to ask

And even if I asked for help

They couldn't fix the way I felt

Everything I do seems wrong

And even when I work so long

It's so simple they say to me

But it takes too long for me to see

Colder, colder they keep saying

In this game I'm always playing

I'm getting further from the path

And getting closer to my wrath

[miserydemandscompany]

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