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fictionkinfessions · 3 months
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Please post this today (March 5th).
To everyone I knew, my teammates, my friends, everyone. I’m missing you all so badly. I remember being able to come back after a few years and reuniting, as awkward as it was that I looked barely any older. I’m on the verge of tears typing this, especially seeing as I just finished Reload. Anyway… I hope every P3 kin/fictive is hanging in there today.
Sincerely, your best friend,
Makoto Yuki
(tag as fictive)
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artfilmaesthetics · 1 year
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color in film: blue
→ the color blue can represent sadness, truth, peace, and nervousness
⋄ Melancholia (2011) dir. Lars von Trier
⋄ The Piano (1993) dir. Jane Campion
⋄ Fight Club (1999) dir. David Fincher
⋄ Avatar (2009) dir. James Cameron
⋄ Corpse Bride (2005) dir. Tim Burton
⋄ Moonlight (2018) dir. Barry Jenkins
⋄ Birdman (2014) dir. Alejandro González Iñárritu
⋄ Blue Is the Warmest Color (2013) dir. Abdellatif Kechiche
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Aesthetic/cute idioms
My personal selection of idioms collected here and there. Inspired by this post by @rmscarpathia - my posts - resources masterpost | aesthetic idioms | words with cute literal meaning
Japanese 🇯🇵
木漏れ日 Komorebi - The sunlight that filters through the leaves of the trees. 🌳 🌞
鏡花水月 Kyōka suigetsu  - Flower in the mirror & a moon in the water 🌸 🌙 : something which is visible and cannot be touched as well as the profound beauty of poems that cannot be described in words.
花笑み Hanaemi - flowering smile/ the smile of flowers 💐: old Japanese, a  smile as beautiful as blooming flowers, calling people to feel happy.
浮世 Ukiyo - The floating world -  depicts a place of fleeting beauty and living in the moment, without worries. It described the urban lifestyle, especially the pleasure-seeking aspects, of the Edo-period Japan (1600–1867)
Chinese 🇨🇳
海誓山盟 Hǎi shì shān méng - The promises of mountains and vows of seas 🏔 🌊 : A proverb of eternal love.
日三 秋 yí rì sān qiū 🍁🍁🍁- One day, three autumns:  when you intensely long for and miss someone, one day feels like three years.
Swedish 🇸🇪
Mångata - moon road 🌙 🛣The glimmering,roadlile reflection of moonlight on a river. see also Hungarian 🇭🇺 Aranyhíd - The golden bridge 🌞 🌁: A term for the reflection of the sun as it shines on water and can literally be translated to.
Gökotta - Dawn picnic to hear the first birdsong 🎶 (gök=cuckoo), Swedish tradition which often takes place around Ascension Day in late May or early June.
Smultronstället - Place of wild strawberries 🍓: a special place discovered, treasured, returned to for solace and relaxation; a personal idyll free from stress or sadness
Mellan hägg och syrén - the time Between Bird Cherry and Lilac: corresponds to försommar (pre-summer). The expression is said to originate from a cobbler’s sign saying his shop was closed “mellan hägg och syren”.
Att vara blåögd - to be blue eyed: to be naive =🇩🇪 blauäugig
Norwegian 🇳🇴
Å leve på luft og kjærlighed - live on air and love: to be so madly in love you don’t think about anything else
gjensynsglede - see-again-happiness: feeling of joy, anticipation, love you experience when you are about to meet someone you haven’t seen in a long time.
Det er bare blåbær - It’s just blueberries 🫐: Expression, meaning something is simple, or something is only a minor issue.
Danish 🇩🇰
det er fest og farver 🎉🟥🟨🟦- it’s party and colors: A lively and festive mood or way of living
Finnish 🇫🇮  @suomipaskea @depressingfinland​
Kaiho - hopeless longing: an involuntary solitude in which one feels incomleteness and yearns for something unattainable or extremely difficult and tedious to attain.
luonnonlapsi - nature’s child 🌿: a genuine and sincere person who’s carefree and down to earth, a scatterbrained, someone who doesn’t care about the ways of society. Slightly negative but in an endearing way [- @evelhak]
siirtyä ajasta ikuisuuteen/iäisyyteen / potkaista tyhjää- went from time to eternity / kicked the emptiness: said about someone who has died
Olla hyvällä tuulella— To be on / To have a good wind 🌬: To have a good mood. To be mildly happy.
oma maa mansikka, muu maa mustikka 🍓🫐-our land strawberry, other land blueberry: there’s no place like home
German 🇩🇪  This post with additions of @germanenthusiast
Etwas durch die Blume sagen 🗣️🌼- to say smth thorugh the flower: used when conveying something dramatic in a gentle or roundabout way
Habseligkeiten: have-holy-things: individual possessions that might be seen as useless/of little value, but regarded as valuable treasures
Fingerspitzengefühl - fingertips-feeling: good skill in handling things/ sensitivity and empathy
Sehnsucht - longing-search: intense inner longing for somebody, something or a place
Weltschmerz - world pain: gratuitous melancholia / kind of feeling experienced by someone who believes that physical reality can never satisfy the demands of the mind / the feeling of anxiety caused by the ills of the world
Zeitgeist - spirit of the time: the dominant set of ideals and beliefs that motivate the actions of the members of a society in a particular period in time
Engelsgeduld 👼- angel’s patience: a lot of patience
Schokoladenseite - chocolate side 🍫: refers to your better side (e.g. when taking a photo) sich von seiner Schokoladenseite zeigen (to show oneself from one’s chocolate side) = to show oneself at one’s best
Sich aufbrezeln - to bretzel oneself up 🥨: get all dressed up
Friede, Freude, Eierkuchen - freedom, joy and omelette 🥞:  everything’s hunky-dory
sich freuen wie ein Schneekönig 🤴❄️ /Honigkuchenpferd 🍯🍰 🐴 - to be happy like a snow king/honey cake horse: to be very very happy
Dutch 🇳🇱  @docnederlands
uitwaaien 🌬️ 🌳 - to go out in windy weather, particularly into nature or a park, as a means of refreshing oneself and clearing one's mind
over koetjes en kalfjes praten - talking about cows and calves 🐄: smalltalk
kalverliefde - calf love 🐮: A word for the temporary affection and infatuation usually experienced by two young people in love.
De bloemetjes buiten zetten, to put the flowers outside 💐: to have lots of fun
Italian 🇮🇹  this by @sectioavrea
Se son rose fioriranno, If it’s roses, they will bloom 🌹 : if something is bound to happen, it will
all’acqua di rose - blanded with rose water: used when something is very moderate
Non è tutto rose e fiori - it’s not all roses and flowers 🌹💐 : it’s not all nice and perfect (as you think it is)
il sole bacia i belli - The sun kisses the beautiful 🌞: said to someone who complains about sitting in the sun
baciato dalla fortuna - kissed by luck 🍀💋: to be very lucky
Ragazza acqua e sapone - soap&water girl 🧼 the girl next door, with a natural look
Avere l’argento vivo addosso - to have quicksilver on your body: to be energetic, active, lively. Often used for kids
Spaesato(m)/spaesata(f) -out of (one’s) country/native place “mis-country-ed”: to be bewildered, disoriented, confused
Sognare ad occhi aperti 👁️ - To dream with open eyes: to daydream
essere al settimo cielo ☁️ - to be at the seventh Heaven: to be over the moon, see 🇫🇷 below
French 🇫🇷
Être aux anges 👼👼- be where angels are
Être fleure bleue 🌼🔷- to be a blue flower: be sentimental to the point of naivety [apparently from an expression by the German author Novalis]
English
Serendipity: an unplanned fortunate discovery
Apple of my eye 🍎👁️ - 🇮🇹 Luce dei miei occhi (light of my eyes) 🇩🇪 Licht meines Lebens (light of my life)
Greek 🇬🇷
petrichor: the earthly scent produced when rain falls on dry soil 🌧️ . from πέτρος pétros (stone) + ἰχώρ īchṓr (the fluid that flows in the veins of gods in Greek mythology)
Phosphene - light-appear: a sensation of a ring, stars or spot of light caused by rubbing your eyes ⭐️ 👁️
🇻🇳 In Vietnamese, “to miss someone is the same as “to remember someone“. So to ask “do you miss me?” You’ll say Do you remember me?
🇮🇷 in Farsi, to answer to a compliment you say “it’s your eyes that are beautiful”
Idioms found among others through: @mylanguagesblogger, @wonderful-language-sounds @thenoaidi 
🌼 started: spring ‘20, posted: march ‘23, last updated: 20.4.2023
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the-record · 2 years
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lavender haze
robin buckley x reader
even when the world seemed to be praying on your downfall, if you were together the world would disappear
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staring at the ceiling with you
late nights together were sacred. they would never get old or boring with robin.
reading in silence. dancing to madonna at 2 am. cuddling and softly speaking. anything was good when you did it together.
even on the bad nights. when you called robin, asking for her to come over at 11:48 because the thoughts were too much. her sneaking in your window as to not wake up your parents. her holding your hand as you stared at the ceiling, not asking any questions.
the sound of your breathing and the wind outside the only noise in the room. tears falling down onto the pillow under your head.
even on bad nights, they could never be truly be bad with robin by your side.
oh, you dont ever say too much
nights with you could never be dull in robins eyes.
doing each others makeup in the dark of the room. playing uno, not caring how loud you are. counting each others freckles and eyelashes.
even on the nights that she cried to you about how isolating it was. when you went to hers with her after school. when you held her for hours as she cried herself to sleep. when she woke up at 1 am and stared at your peaceful face instead of going back to sleep.
the buzz of whatever was on the radio at this time of night. the moonlight peeking through the tree outside her window.
nights like this made her feel less alone.
and you don’t really read into my melancholia
even when one or both of you were in tears, afraid or tired of life, you never took it for face value.
you knew that it had nothing to do with the other.
and thats what made them so sacred.
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glittergroovy · 7 months
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wannaeatramyeon · 1 year
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Samuel Seo: Melancholia
Me at 2am: I can fix him
Light Samuel SEO angst drabble
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One of the first lessons Samuel Seo learnt is that life is better for those who have money, and now that he has money, one of the perks is being able to afford this view from his home.
Serene, tranquil, peaceful. Or at least that was what the seller said.
He pensively takes a drag of his cigarette and surveys the landscape from his balcony. The darkness of the woodlands, the quiet of the night, and the stillness of the lake at odds with his thoughts.
It is another crisp, cold night.
The kind of night where it hurts to inhale extra deep, and exhaling water vapour used to feel mystical; the sort of night that lends itself well to melancholia.
These evenings tend to start with a Workers problem.
Nothing hugely important, just enough to keep his brain active afterhours. Maybe it's something to do with how to boost the profits further of NewTube, or a major shareholder meeting, but it's the same mundane shit of corporate life - never anything truly interesting.
It's enough to keep him up, and keep him thinking. Even after the solutions have long been found and the problems have worked itself out.
And then the thoughts stray, everytime. Always leading to thinking about Jake and Sinu and Alexander and Jerry and Brad and Jason and even Old Face.
About Big Deal in its Golden Era.
The grimy street, the shitty food, the grotty house that he would share with the crew. How he would get woken up with the sound of Jake singing in the shower, never get any peace with Jerry playing the flute, have Alexander clinging after him, and Jason and Brad squabbling all the time.
And then that lighthouse, that fucking lighthouse.
It was a somewhat simpler time.
If he didn't want to be King, perhaps he could have liked the number 3.
But he does, so he couldn't.
His fate was decided before was born. Born to nothing, and sentenced to nothing. Everything he has, he clawed for himself.
Even though it's still bitter to think about, he's risen far beyond his birthright. So why isn't he happy at all?
Why hasn't he felt an ounce of satisfaction or contentment?
"Is it because I'm still nowhere near my potential?"
The lake does nothing to answer his qualms, just silently reflecting the moonlight and stars above.
"Why do I do this to myself. I should just let the past stay in the past."
The self doubt and hatred and inferiority finds him without fail in moments like these. Connects to him and welcomes him like an old friend.
"After so many years... Jake, Sinu, Alexander. Why can't I find anyone willing to stand by my side?
Do I have so little to offer?
Is there something wrong with me-"
Samuel chuckles to himself. Even he realises that thought is a step too far, a thread he doesn't wants to unravel.
He continues to look out over the water, and to the bright lights of Seoul.
It's impossible but he likes to imagine if he squints he can see Big Deal street. And if he imagines he's further away - lightyears away, he can still see the years when he was happy.
The cigarette by now has dwindled to nothing but ashes. He discards it and retreats back to another night alone.
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fictionkinfessions · 2 months
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Looks at post canon game… looks at March 5, 2010… ahaha. Ha. - Makoto Yuki, fictive
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hiccanna-tidbits · 6 months
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@jackunzel-time
Jackunzel Month Week 4 - Lighter Than Air
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I can feel you in the rising tide Can you feel me by the fireside? From the moonlight Through the cherry trees
Open the roof and take in the view ‘Cause you’re my sweetest dream come true You’re my sweetest dream come true
Color the dusk deep navy blue And try to be brave ‘Cause I’ll be right beside you There’s a world so high
Hold out your hands And you can go anywhere So reach for the stars ‘Cause I’ll be waiting up there And you can finally fly ‘Cause you’ll be lighter than air
Color the dusk deep navy blue And try to be brave ‘Cause I’ll be right beside you There’s a world so high
Hold out your hands And you can go anywhere So reach for the stars ‘Cause I’ll be waiting up there And you can finally fly ‘Cause you’ll be lighter than air
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OKAY OKAY THIS IS ACTUALLY THE LAST ONE I PROMISE
Don't mind me, just casually going batshit trying to get all my Jackunzel month submissions in last minute ajkahslkaybdgh
No ficlet this time because I am wholly and truly tapped out ;_____; But this is a Jackunzel song, trust!!!
Tbh like a good 80% of Owl City/Adam Young songs have Jackunzel vibes...I guess it's the funky electronics and weirdass fantasy sequences??? Idk it has Jackunzel written all over it lol
Kinda hard to find pics for this one, because I was going for a dark blue theme but wanted the mood to be more uplifting than depressing ^^; And idk if you've ever tried searching for dark blue aesthetics, but finding pics that do not invoke a deep-seated and profound sense of melancholia is fucking hard lol. But I'm fairly happy with the end result, so I think it turned out okay! Hope it's cheery enough XD Or at least with a more peaceful/tranquil vibe than outright depressing.
As always, pic credits available upon request!
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girlwithsharpt33th · 5 months
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about: raven . 18 . aries . isfp . future therapist .
I'm an aspiring dark content writer figuring out my writing style and learning to love it. I'm also trying not to be so critical of myself.
LOVES: nu metal bands such as korn and deftones. tea. all the old lady shit. foreign films. thrifting. running naked in the moonlight
(NOT SO) INSPIRING MEDIA RECS:
BOOKS: No Longer Human (Osamu Dazai), Eileen, My Year of Rest and Relaxation, Homesick For Another World (Ottessa Moshfegh), The Bell Jar (Sylvia Plath), Girl Interrupted (Susanna Kaysen), Neverwhere (Neil Gaiman)
MOVIES: Saltburn, American Honey, Requiem For a Dream, White Oleander, Queen of the Damned, Melancholia, all Sofia Coppola films, Raw, Fallen Angels, The Craft, Skinamarink, The Love Witch, Fantastic Planet
MUSIC
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ammonitetestpatterns · 10 months
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masakazu yokoyama, from 命の音, compilation on package label released in 1983. one of the more conventionally gothic tracks thereon, sultry and serpentine, a soundbath buoying anise stars, black haze forsaken by moonlight. some contributions to the compilation have a similar tone of reserved melancholia and meandering, whereas the final track is a grease synth freakout.
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findingnemosworld · 9 months
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𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐳𝐞 - 𝐣𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧
・𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 ( 𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐞, 𝐋𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞, 𝐛𝐜 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥. 𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐱𝐱 )
[ 𝐚𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐥, 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 ]
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( this man bruh )
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It was a new feeling for him, becoming vulnerable with someone so close in his space.
He'd grown accustomed to being the leader, a trait that several people recognized in him from the day he started playing football - a trait which landed him the role of being Liverpool's captain as well the vice captain of his national team, and with being a leader; a part of him knew that he couldn't afford to be vulnerable, to give those critics more ammunition to use against him, yet each time he was her, he felt a good kind of different.
She lived across from his flat, and somehow; their surface level conversations were enough to draw him in, inadvertently watering the seed of his schoolboy crush which ultimately became something far more, a few talks here and there lead to him finally mustering up the courage to defeat the aching left by his former relationships and ask her out on a date, that'd been the stepping stone to an affair that is a rollercoaster to say the least.
Jordan struggled to express his emotions with words, so he makes up for it with his touch, he'd hold her during the nights they spend together; no words were exchanged despite both of them being quite aware of the fact what they had was a concoction of friendship and love, she knew that he was afraid of many things, of not being good enough to play anymore, for the club, for his country, he was afraid that he won't be good enough for her.
She watched him struggle with the cycle of melancholia, allowing every negative articulation to replace the blood that coursed through his veins.
The public had gotten to her, she'd notice a few comments here and there yet she didn't give them much mind; having been taught to take everything that humans say as rambles that enter one ear and go out the other way, he'd make comments here and there, alluding to him fully expecting her to walk away only to be surprised one night, while they were bare and entangled in each other's arms, she lies on top of him, pressing feather light kisses to his chest which to him helped to somewhat soothe the voices in his mind.
" I love you " He hears her faintly murmur in between each kiss until she reaches her lips to peck him, " I ... love ... you ... so ... much " she sounded out each word.
Their love was unique, yet fragile all at once - the people around them would ask when will we see her as his bride, when will she become his wife? a few rotten apples tried to weasel their way into the basket and poison him by falsely claiming that girls like her were only ever useful as one night hookups due to her history of affairs.
He silenced them by proudly boasting about her work, calling her his reason for moving, his source of life, a piece of paper should never determine that, falling in love is an emotion that is authentic and pure, it doesn't need any kind of validation other than that of God.
" Jord " He hears her whisper, as they lay together under the covers facing one another, he had one arm around her waist whilst the other was under his pillow, his eyes flutter open attempting to make out her angelic features which were illuminated by the moonlight creeping through the curtains, he musters up a hum in response. " What's wrong baby? "
" You're not mad at my mother right? " She tentatively asks. " She can be a lot but she means well "
One way or another, he knew she'd bring it up - last week they had dinner with her parents, and while her father was as polite as he can be, the same couldn't be said about her mother, the subtle digs at his profession not to mention the fact that he hadn't proposed yet did in fact hurt him as that dinner was supposed to be the moment in which he asks for their blessings, thankfully her father assured him he does not mind, if anything he is fully supportive which was all he needed, a faint smile tugs on his lips as he murmurs. " I can handle your mother "
" Listen, I don't care when you'll propose " She said, caressing his cheek with her hand as she leans closer to plant a kiss on his nose and giggles, " It can be tomorrow, next week, next month, next year. I don't care, as long as I'm with you "
" You love me that much huh? " He wonders, with the same tone she'd grown to spot, that was the tone he used whenever he doubted himself.
" Yes, I love you " She chose his statement, " Even when you forget to put your dirty clothes in the hamper sometimes, even when you nearly burnt our house down " she laughs, " even when I hear the world saying you're not good enough, I know for a fact that you're more than good enough for me "
Jordan pulls her in to kiss her as soft as he could, silently thankful that she was placed in his path; she'd become his source of strength whenever he felt weak, his haven whenever he felt overwhelmed by the world - she was the most incredible person he knew, and while the world may talk all they want, he never wanted to escape the lavender haze that engulfed them.
The following day, she'd spent her day off cleaning up the house and ensuring that dinner was ready by the time Jordan arrived with a lovely bouquet of lavender colored roses which elicited a smile on her face, " What's this? " she asks.
Jordan grins, " a token of my eternal love and ... I found out something quite odd today "
She takes a whiff of the roses before asking, " What is it? "
" You know how they say that the first months of the relationship are a honeymoon stage? " Jordan said.
" Yes " She nods.
" Well, with you, it spanned farther than a honeymoon, it became a haze " Jordan explains before he cheekily gestured to the roses, " a lavender haze "
" Oh " She giggles.
" Everyday with you feels like the first day, I fall in love with you every day in ways that motivate me to keep going, I just ... " Jordan laughs, " I am so happy that I have you "
" Aw baby " She cooed, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. " I love you more "
Jordan said, " well in this case " he gently pulls out a box from his pocket and drops down on one knee. " Will you make me the happiest man in the world? and accept to live in that lavender haze for the rest of eternity? "
Her eyes brim with tears at the unique proposal, she nods with a broad smile, so broad that her cheeks hurt as he slipped the ring in then kissed her once again, " Forever " he murmurs.
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Even before her sister’s death, Zelda had never really been able to sleep. She would lie in bed pretending while the rest of her family snored, their minds at peace while her own was in constant turmolt. Sometimes she tried to read, but this close to morning, everything began to get blurry and her eyes were stuck somewhere between fully closed and too heavy to focus on the words.
Only a few months ago Zelda would have been able to wake Rosella or her father, the same way she did when she was a child. They had always thought that she had a nightmare, but really, she just wanted to hear someone else talk rather than listen to the anxieties in her own mind. They would read aloud or tell her stories until the small hours of the morning, when Zelda could finally drift off to the sound of someone else’s voice. Only now, Rosella was gone, gone somewhere on the bottom of the sea, and her father was trapped in fitful nightmares.
So she snuck out of the house, to walk in the spring moonlight until she forgot who she was. Only once she reached the Bramblewood did she stop, listening to the deafening sound of the waterfall. She took in a deep breath, expecting to feel clear and refreshed; instead she doubled over in grief, the cold air enveloping her in imaginings of her sister sinking into the icy waters.
As she cried, the tears chilled her cheeks further, sinking her deeper into a fit of melancholia so that she may as well have been drowning too. Gone, her sister was just gone, the way the moon disappeared when the dawn broke, only to remain shadowed in the sky like a ghostly remnant of its once luminescent self.
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poet!suguru associated with nakahara reminds me so much of
only, just as the moonlight diffuses, / is the spring day’s evening docile? / calm in the field, the temple is crimson; / the wagoon wheel has lost its oil; / when i say something in the historical present, / scorn, scorn fron the skies and mountains.
or also,
the streets are loud, / children’s voices tangle. / and so, what will this soul become? / fading away, will it become sky?
there are also a lot but i don’t want to make this long. there’s just something in nakahara’s poetry that is so captivating and deeply fascinating………… unfortunately i’m not very good with poetry so sorry if it doesn’t make sense……….
ANONNNN MY LOVE!!! YOU GET IT!!!!! aaaaa i wanted to pick out some nakahara quotes but :’3 the only poetry collection i have of his is . rotting at my brother’s apartment … bc i forgot it there……
but !!! yes!!!!!! nakahara has a way with words and rhythm that i just think suguru would adore. especially his season-based poetry!!! his descriptions and way with words rlly is so captivating!!! one of my favorite nakahara poems is autumn and i think sugu would love it too. but also some of his shorter stuff… anything that mentions summer reminds me of suguru and the nostalgia / melancholia in nakahara’s works makes it even worse :((((
… i just remembered that there is one nakahara quote available to me rn bc i love it so much that i wrote it out on the blank pages of another poetry book 😭😭 i don’t remember which poem this one’s from but i feel like it also had autumn in the name…. a windy autumn day? or something? an autumn day in a port town…?
anyways here it is:
this evening my life is smouldering, your and my lives are smouldering; i can only think our lives, like tobacco, are burning swiftly away.
… and that just screams sugucoded to me.
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caro what are your personal favorite queer romance films?
What a SOLID question my dear lovely perfect babygirl friend!!!
Obviously, I am currently so into Red, White and Royal Blue (actually saw this come in as I was pulling it up to have on). I think it's so lovely, so fun and frothy and romantic. Imo, the roles were perfectly cast, and TZP is SUCH a great Alex. Vulnerable and sexy and also kinda bro-y? He's just THAT GUY. Nick was also great, I loved their chemistry. It's just such a positive movie, and there's actually sex in it (shock). I really loved it.
Fire Island--one of my favorite Pride and Prejudice retellings. Instantly quotable, incredibly funny, heartfelt, and you get two great love stories for the price of one???
My Fake Boyfriend--a hidden gem, super funny, kinda weird in a good way, with a great friendship arc alongside the romance arc.
Imagine Me and You--there's stuff about this one that maybe haven't aged as well, but I still have a soft spot for it! Mostly because of the chemistry between the leads and Hot Florist Lena Headey. I actually completely buy into the love at first sight premise of this movie because it's Lena.
Bros--CONTROVERSIAL BUT BRAVE OPINION this is a solid romcom. Is it perfect? No. Is Billy super annoying irl? Yes. But I actually think this movie has a really good love story, it's kinda hilarious (the I WANNA MAKE LITTLE CHOCOLATES confession gets me every time), the chemistry is great, and I think it hits on some really tough issues that a couple like them would realistically encounter...? That aren't black and white? Idk idk I had such a good time with it.
The Handmaiden--I get why this movie is controversial and I don't think some of the critiques are entirely without merit... But I find it delightfully weird and compelling. So.
Moonlight--I find Moonlight very romantic and even optimistic overall? And that's pretty impressive considering the intense sense of tragedy and melancholia at points in the movie. Like, I kind of hesitate to call this a romance because it's more of a character study, but the love story is also at the core of that character study, so.
Love, Simon--Seems cliche but also this movie hasn't even been out that long? I just really enjoy pining in a teen romance movie, and this nails it.
Honorable Mentions:
Brokeback Mountain--too tragic to really qualify, despite the amazing love story. And I do looove it.
The Favourite--again, too tragic, but also sick and twisted and spellbinding and one of the greatest love triangle arcs onscreen lol
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artemiseamoon · 1 year
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