#unsaid things

[marionsinspirations]

#MONSTER #Hirokazu Kore-eda #Hirokazu Koreeda #2023 #movie #cinema #anger #up in flames #Unsaid things #Sakura Andō #Eita Nagayama #Soya Kurokawa #Hinata Hiiragi

[lettersonyourscreen]

ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴇꜱᴛ ᴍᴇ, ꜱᴇᴇɪɴɢ ʜᴏᴡ ʟᴏɴɢ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ɢᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ɪꜱ, ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ʟɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇꜱᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ. ɪ’ʟʟ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ.

#falling out of love #poetry #feelings #love #unsaid things #best friends #drifting apart #lettersonyourscreen #my thoughts

[dbaydenny]

The things we should say

spin around our brains unsaid

caught behind curbed tongues.

.

D W Eldred

#poetry #haiku #unsaid things

[thedimlaltain]

An Unsent Letter AND A Romance that Never Will Be

Dearest Caps,

Do you know I've sung love songs about you? You make me giggle like a stupid mess. Every couple of days, I develop a crush on you, that feels very new, but isn't.

This is a joyful letter. Do you know you're so fucking cute! Cats aren't supposed to be cute; how the fuck did you manage that. A close second to my favourite nephew. I feel so jumpy when you pull my legs. I don't even want to retaliate at that.

[This is a para in Hindi, basically lines in praise of her beauty, smile and laughter.] Arre, yeh toh badi jaldi khatam ho gaya. Mujhe toh laga tha lamba chalega. Meh, kya karein, itni hi acchayiyyan hai tujhmein. Teri smile kitni bekar hai pata hai? Aur teri hansi toh aur bhi ghatiya hai, tujhe hansta dekhkar saara mood kharab ho jata hai. Airport the jab tu mujhe lene aayi thi, pink plazzos, black kurti aur woh jhumke. Main toh shock mein chali gayi thi kuch seconds ke liye, bhoot dikh gaya ho jaise. I was so stunned -- activated the "what's the procedure" meme inside me.

I told you no, that I now officially identify as a liquid, well that's coz I melt when you're around. I melt looking at your pictures. I joke that I hope I don't evaporate coz that'd make me gender gaseous(this one is a stolen joke)!

You make me laugh and I like making you laugh, And I don't know whether our sense of humour matches or what but it's fun with you. Laughter is really essential to my being, as essential as finding or recognising or seeing beauty is. And I think having things light heared, to be able to have these moments, share these moments is nice. I think I'll get fed up of a friendship or a romance and get claustrophobic where there's little space and scope for sharing laughs.

When you pick up your phone to click my photo, I sink my face in my hand, "arre!” you say! Ab I wish I could explain to you, I feel nervous and shy and the butterflies start to kick in. Because when you pick up your phone, I KNOW that you are seeing me, AND I feel scared that you’ll see through me. That you’ll see in my eyes, the words that I try so hard to bury. So I hide my face, and in that I hide “Oh my god, I love you so much Capsey.”

Dil toh yahi chahta ahi ki table doosre chor par baith kar tumhari aankhon mein kho jaun [the heart just wants to sit across the table and get lost in your eyes.] I want to look in your eyes and see what they entail, what they have to tell. I want us to look into each other's eyes if that's what you want too. If and only if. I don't think friends do this, if this is what romance is, then be it. OR perhaps I;m romanticising eyes and weirdly staring into eyes too much, in which case, well! We have another thing to laigh about. And you can make fun of my cheese and bollywood. I wish I could ask you out on a date, I wish I could say, "I love you" to you sometimes. I LOVE YOU, you know. I want to flirt with you, and I want to let myself enjoy it. I want us to flirt with each other.

I feel bad, guilty for wriitng things I want from you. It feels selfish. But I want to be honest. It is what it is. Don't wanna hide it. Not from myself at the very least. From you, I probably will. I often find myself second guessing what to say to you. Consciously trying to decide whether what I say lies on this OR that side of the boundary. Whether I'll end up saying something overtly sexual or whether what I'll say is too "loving", as in the langauge makes you uncomfy or whether what I'll say will occupy too much space. I want to not second guess a lot of these times. I want some of these boundaries to disappear.

I am not exactly sure what romance is. You read a lot, nothing I'd say will be as poetic or as romantic as some of the things you've read. I'm not a poet, I'm a lover. I wish for us to find or make our own romance together. One that may or may not be in the books but it won't matter because it's ours. I so dearly want to find out with you what our romance could be.

I want to see the sparkle in your eyes when you come across something interesting, and when you find beauty and meaning and music and depth. And I want to bring hot water bags when your hands hurt from drawing. And cook halwa when you're cranky. You can be as cranky as you want. You don't have to hold it in.

For saying all of these wants, I know my hope isn't hope, but delusion rather.

And so, I just want to say, You take away cynicism from my life, and you know how cynical I am. You opened your arms and took me in and embraced me. I am so very grateful for that. I can't stop admiring how actively you live your life, how you take initiatives. I see that whatever you seek, you try to create and be part of processes that help you experience it. You don't yearn for what you seek, you live it. Everyday. You're so so kind. And authentic. And you create spaces so that people can be their authentic selves. How unafraid and unapologetic you are. I will forever be in gratitude for coming across you, and definitely in awe of you.

I love you.

#letter #letters #wlw #love #romance #romantic love #unsaid #unsaid things #unsaid words #unsent texts #unsent love letters #unsent #unsent messages #as yet unsent #and will be #at one point in time i wanted to send her this #not anymore #desi #desi sapphics #desi queer #desi lgbt #lgbt #lgbtq #lgbtqia #queer #queer love #sapphic love #sapphic #Sapphic Poetry

[fieriframes]

[Turn our unsaid things into our life’s work.]

#s28e29 triple d nation - meat lovers #guy fieri #guyfieri #diners drive-ins and dives #unsaid things #life #work

[nongiftedpoet]

How does a poet become… a poet?

And what makes a poem… a poem?

- nongiftedpoet

#poem #poems and quotes #poetic #poetry #poets on tumblr #poetsandwriters #things left unsaid #writers and poets #poets corner #poems and poetry #writerscorner #words words words #books #books and reading #reading #short poem #dark acadamia aesthetic #dark academia #dark academic aesthetic #dark acadamia quotes #pinterest #chaotic academia #romantic academia #academia aesthetic #classic academia #chaotic academic aesthetic #academic validation #art #dead poets society #rory gilmore

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Parallel Lines and Brothers.

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#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #wei wuxian #jiang cheng #lan wangji #lan xichen #jin zixuan #Does anyone else think about the tragedy of the parallel lines? Of characters who are parallel lines? #Of running the same course as someone. Of echoing each other in perfect synchronicity. #It's more than being a foil. It's about being on the same path and being so near to each other. #and yet parallel lines never intersect. They cannot meet each other despite their existence being tied to another. #I think the brothers tragedy is just as much of a tragedy of parallel lines as is pre-resurrection wangxian. #Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian spend so much time running side by side and yet - they cant close this gap between them. #Even if their relationship never recovers - they are forever tied together through their past. The good and bad and ugly. #All the things that are left unsaid between them. All the love and sacrifices they made for each other that are never shared. Parallel line #I firmly believe any post-canon material that would have them be indifferent towards each other is just...really doing them a disservice. #And dear god the Lan brothers. They certainly love each other! Its a far fonder fraternal relationship than jiangxian (/platonic) #They fool you by having you think they have a good read on each other. Lan Xichen certainly wingmans + advocates for lwj! #But lets not forget - Lan Xichen by the end is in the reverse situation and headspace as Lan Wangji by the end of this story. #Lan Wangji is more free and open than he has ever been. He's in love. He's married. He and wwx are intersecting lines. #& LXC who grew up with and lived the same path as LWJ - who even is said to resemble him visually - his parallel line - shuts himself away #Despite all the love LWJ has for his brother I don't think he ever manages to reach him.

[alfairy]

Nimona AU where Ballister and Nimona do leave the kingdom and go over the wall to find a new safe home. Years pass. The kingdom is more paranoid than ever because the queen killer and the monster were never caught and could presumably still live among them or return to cause more chaos.

The director decides one day that they need to take the fight to the monsters, strike first before they are stricken again. Knights are sent out beyond the wall to search the surrounding land and burn down the woods in order to “smoke the monsters out.” Destroying everything, trying to fight a monster that was never even there.

During one of these instances, Ambrosius and Ballister finally see each other again face to face for the first time in years since that fateful interaction at the institution. They’ve both changed, physically at least; Ambrosius’ hair is longer, Bal’s got some more grey streaks and a new arm upgrade. But underneath all of that they’re still the same, still got that lingering hurt and romantic feelings. Nimona is still the same as ever and hasn’t aged a day.

(Also idea that maybe there’s other small communities and people living outside the wall that Bal and Nimona ended up quietly settling down in. People who are far more open minded and accepting of others, and who are more concerned about the walled off kingdom with guns pointing at them than this nice guy and his cool daughter. That’s their neighbor and they’re not gonna let some knights storm in and cause trouble for him.)

#nimona #this au is an excuse for many things: ambrosius with long hair. dad balister and nimona out living their lives in peace in the woods. #you ran away from your past but uh oh your past caught up with you and is uprooting your new life #meeting your ex again after many years with things left unsaid and unfinished and you yearn to reconnect but don’t know how #just had this au rotating in my brain don’t mind me #I just had to throw all this somewhere *throws this at you and runs*

[rumplestiltrin]

#dmcarts #i think some things are better left unsaid #dont you agree

[alena-draws]

Little snippet from a vashwood reincarnation comic that I do not have nearly fully fleshed out in my head with written down text that would surely be 50+ pages and which I will probably get to draw never aaaah

#you know I would LOVE to draw this comic someday #but I can not start another one while having 2 to finish and I need to work on portfolio stuff for after uni D: #this comic would be much more vw centered than my other au cause it would just be vash meeting wolfwood reincarnated about 200 years later #and then they slowly acclimatise to each other's proximity with this thing hanging in the air between them #this thing being all that was left unsaid and unfelt but can be felt now without the looming threat of battle and a free future ahead #sighs #I wish I could show you and for once have the thing fully drawn out #this scene being the start of probably my favourite scene from the end #trigun #trigun spoilers #vashwood #vash #wolfwood

[phoenix----rising]

#some things are better left unsaid.. It's better left unrevealed to others if it's too far out there...as there's no way to prove or ground #it in reality for them...often other ppl will usually view that person as being strange/mentally ill or in some cases as crazy... #energy #healing #soul #spiritual awakening #spiritualgrowth #law of attraction #spiritual development #love #third eye #spiritual journey #spirit

[lettersonyourscreen]

ɪᴛ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ᴀᴍᴀᴢᴇꜱ ᴍᴇ ʜᴏᴡ Qᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜᴛᴛᴇʀꜰʟɪᴇꜱ ᴄᴀɴ ᴅɪᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴏᴍᴀᴄʜ ᴀᴄʜᴇ.

#love #poetry #unsaid things #feelings #lettersonyourscreen #my thoughts #true feelings #unrequited love

[chipsy]

I'll walk forever with stories inside me that the people I love the most can never hear.

#spilled thoughts #personal #words #inner thoughts #spilled words #writing #feelings #emotions #love #things unsaid #chipsy #true words

[natjennie]

god. fuck. remember when psc said havers would specifically shut down any attempts by other soldiers to make fun of the captain and never wanted it to feel like he was laughing at him. and how we picked up on that instantly. how havers always has a glint of mirth in his eye, a little sparkle of hope and fondness. how incredibly subtle and heart-wrenching psc's performance is. how they trusted us to pick up on it and how tender and aching it all was. how suddenly in the middle of the silly comedy about ghosts, cap rips out his still-beating heart and hands it over to us the audience to care for. the drops of blood are staining the floorboards and it's all tiny raises of the eyebrow and shy smiles and the words that aren't said. I'm gonna rip my computer in half.

#they're so fucked up #it's in the restraint. the lack. #the missing pieces. the things left unsaid. the ghosts. #are you listening. im gonna die. #bbc ghosts #capvers #lieutenant havers #peter sandys clarke

[hawkinsunderground]

pretty minor but in the new bts, from the angle of all their hands, it looks like Mike and Will are across from each other. Great angle if you want to do a shot where Mike and Will catch each other's eyes, exchanging glances and the camera lingering on it to show that there's a more intimate understanding between the two. Maybe with a little smile at each other before the moment fully breaks??? As a treat?

#*tender emotional music starts playing* #byler #st5 #stranger things #mike wheeler #will byers #st5 theory #i know you know what I'm talking about they do this every time the protag gives a motivating speech right before the fight gets real #and then there's this little moment with the love interest #where they catch eyes and we can see all the unsaid words that are understood between them

[crybaby-bkg]

cw: pregnancy, kids (you guys have a daughter together), fwb’s, angst with a bit of a hopeful ending, refers to you as ‘girl’ once

Friends with benefits Bakugou who never really got over his ego to fully commit to you. You’re a little ashamed to admit it, but when you fell pregnant, you thought that things would change. That the whole “no feelings” aspect would’ve been dropped, that he would’ve embraced you fully.

But he just…didn’t? If anything, he distanced himself away from you, became so formal like you were another coworker he would address. It was heartbreaking, going through your first pregnancy feeling so, so alone, but having to grin and bear it the whole way through.

He supported you though in every way that he could. He never missed an appointment, would trek to your house during late nights whenever you craved something. He even moved you in to his own apartment during your last trimester, but a couple months after your baby was born, you went back home. You never felt unwelcome, but you couldn’t pretend to be a happy family when he slept in the guest room every night.

So now, you coparent quite easily. At least, it seems easy to Bakugou, but really, it’s all a facade.

In all honesty? He thinks he’s a fuck up. An idiot. The stupidest, shittiest person who’s ever existed.

He thought what he was doing was enough, that the words he didn’t say carried across oceans, formulated into titles that he never verbalized. So when you told him you would be happy to coparent, his world felt upended suddenly, as he holds his tiny little baby girl in his arms.

Coparent? How could a couple coparent? Where did he go wrong? (He only slept in the guest room to give you and baby space, only moved you in late because you lived so far away and you were getting so big. He never said I love you because he was too embarrassed to say it out loud. He didn’t know he had to say it out loud to solidify it. He thought you just knew.)

So it’s why his heart breaks when he catches a glimpse of curly blond hair and red eyes in the grocery store. He tries to duck behind an aisle, but his baby would recognize him anywhere. (It’s true; you’ve sent many videos of her recognizing him on billboards and tv commercials and magazines.)

“Bakugou?” You call, ducking around the corner to catch a glimpse of him. He tries to act nonchalant like he’s looking at cans of soup, tries not to cringe at your formal name. He turns when you come into view, eyes drinking in your attire. His heart breaks a little when he recognizes the shirt you took in your second trimester, still has the pic you sent him of you grinning as you show off what you stole.

“Hey.” Bakugou greets gruffly, mouth pulled tight, but it cracks into a grin when his daughter starts squealing. She’s in the front part of the shopping cart, twisting her little chunky body to get out and get to him. She damn near screams when he sets his basket down to pick her up, rubbing his nose to hers.

“How ya doing, squirt?” He asks quietly, pecking at her chubby cheeks as she instantly starts babbling to him. He holds her close to his chest, eyes full of pure love for his baby girl, and it makes your heart squeeze so tight you think it might burst.

“This isn’t your neck of the woods.” You mutter, head tilting to the side as you take in your daughters excited face to see her father. Bakugou’s eyes snap to your own, letting his daughter play with his fingers in the meanwhile. He looks embarrassed, cheeks a dusty pink as he grumbles and looks away.

“I was just picking up some stuff to drop off for her. Was gonna text you and see if you were home,” he replies, and something tells you that it’s a lie. But you don’t pester him about it, just nod a few times, taking in the sight.

He looks so good like that, in his compression shirt and sweats, his hair mussed from your daughters incessant pulling. He’s grinning at her, but looks so bashful when he turns to you, like he’s thinking about things he knows he shouldn’t, like he has a boatload to say but can’t cough up.

And if you were a mind reader, you’d be so fucking right. He can’t help but reminisce on before you got pregnant, the nights spent with you. The day you told him you were having a girl, the tears you cried when you delivered her. He thinks, filled with so much guilt the entire time, that he wants another one. With you.

“‘S it okay if I walk my favorite girls home?” He asks you gruffly, nibbling on your daughters cheeks to hear her giggle again, uncaring of the drool she leaves on his hand. You feel your eyes widen at his term for you, face suddenly flushing. Favorite? You, his favorite?

Something tells you that you shouldn’t fall down the rabbit hole that is Bakugou Katsuki and his suppressed emotions and shitty ego. But there’s another something that tells you to trust it this time, to let things happen organically and without expectation. So you do.

“I’m sure she would love to show her daddy the new toy her grandma just brought her.” You tell him, giggling when he rolls his eyes at the mention of his mother. But he walks with you the entire time you finish up your grocery order, holding your daughter the whole time and pays for your groceries despite repeatedly telling him that he doesn’t have to.

He pushes her in the stroller stored underneath the shopping cart on the way home, making small conversation. And when you’re halfway home, does he reach for your hand. Only to cross the cross walk though, he tells himself, only for your protection. But he doesn’t let go until you’re in your own place, and even then, he’s close by the entire time. He helps you put away groceries, remembers where everything is like he lives here.

And for some reason, the familiarity makes your heart ache a little more than you would like it to.

#full of sadness tonight srry #but I’m obsessed with this idea actually #I wanna expand on it even more in a fic #I don’t like to write angst for him but this idea is just :( #he’s so shitty at communicating his feelings and you hate assuming things #so many things are just left unsaid for so long that you just force yourself to get over it and move on #and he’s so confused and so angry that you could leave him like that #but he never had you in the first place now did he? #ohh it makes me wanna sob #obviously in the end you get back together and have 98 more kids 🙄 #but the journey along the way is RUFF #okay I’m done writing my wrist hurts lol #bakugou treats! 🍬 #—new treat in the streets! 🍫 #dad bkg