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Words To Bette Davis Eyes

Spoken yet Unspoken words ✨

"Spoken Yet Unspoken Words" captures the heart of what so often goes unsaid. The feelings, the longings, and the moments left unspoken between those who matter most. It's about the silence that speaks louder than any words ever could, the kind that settles in the spaces between two people who share something deep, but aren't always able to express it. In this story, you'll meet characters who hold onto emotions they can't quite voice. Their hearts are full, but their mouths stay shut, trapped by the weight of their own fears, insecurities, and the vulnerability of being in situations they cannot really help. It's the quiet pain of wanting to say something, but never finding the right moment or the right words, to make it real. The love, the regret, the unspoken apologies, they all live in these unsaid words, and they hurt in ways that are impossible to explain. There is a tension in the silence, a pull between what they feel and what they can say. But sometimes, the most intense emotions are those we can't express aloud. There's a tenderness in those moments of stillness, when two people understand each other without needing to speak. It's as if the space between them is full of everything they wish they could say, but don't. This story explores the complexity of human connection, the way we communicate through gestures, glances, and the quiet moments where we say so much without opening our mouths. It's about love that is held back by fear, friendships strained by things left unsaid, and the raw, vulnerable part of being human. Because sometimes, the hardest thing is to admit what we truly feel, even when the whole world seems to be asking for it. If you've ever held your tongue when you wanted to speak, if you've ever let words slip through your fingers without saying them to the person who needed to hear them, this story is for you. It's about the emotions that are too big for words, the love that stays even when it isn't spoken aloud.
quill_empress · 1K Views

How To Fall In Love With Eyes

Yeon-Jun Shin works as a talented barista at a cozy coffee shop nestled in a bustling neighborhood. His life has been shaped by a challenging reality—he lives with selective mutism, a condition that emerged from the deep-rooted trauma he faced during his childhood. After enduring significant hardships, Yeon-Jun was fortunate to be adopted by the father of Sung-Hoon Cha, the ambitious young entrepreneur who owns the coffee shop where he now flourishes. Despite his struggles, Yeon-Jun has quietly become a beloved figure among the patrons, drawing them in with his exceptional brewing skills and strikingly good looks. However, Yeon-Jun's tranquil existence is disrupted when he crosses paths with Woo-San Kim, a man of considerable wealth and influence. Woo-San hails from an illustrious lineage, being an eighth-generation chaebol, and currently holds a prestigious position in the media sector. Despite his high status and the expectations that come with it, he harbors a simple yet profound passion—he relishes the experience of sipping a perfectly crafted coffee at his favorite local café. More than just the coffee itself, he finds himself inexplicably drawn to Yeon-Jun, the enigmatic barista who serves him. Though they share many moments in the coffee shop, their interactions remain silent, marked only by Woo-San's lingering gaze fixated on Yeon-Jun behind the counter. Something about Yeon-Jun captivates him—perhaps it’s the way his eyes light up while expertly preparing a latte or the serene aura he projects amid the café's lively atmosphere. However, this budding connection takes an unexpected turn when Woo-San's grandfather, intent on preserving the family's honorable legacy, imposes an arranged marriage upon him. Caught in an emotional whirlwind, Woo-San faces a profound dilemma: should he regard the weight of familial duty and embrace a life scripted by tradition, or follow the uncharted path that his heart seems to beckon him toward—toward Yeon-Jun? As each day unfolds, he must navigate the complexities of obligation and desire, weighing his grandfather's demands against the quiet yet stirring bond he has formed with the barista. In a world governed by riches and expectations, what choice will Woo-San ultimately make? But there is also something else that connects them all together. Something that cannot be abandoned, neither by Yeon-Jun nor by Woo-San, but they're hiding it from each other. Will they become vulnerable enough to share it, or will a passion to reveal this secret destroy everything between them?
Evan_Jason · 2.6K Views

The Eyes of Laceration

“Kuha!” I gasped and backed away, plunging out my lance out of ‘Amaranth’s’ chest. Blood seeped out of my mouth in quite literally deathly amounts. But I did not waver, I might be close to dying, my body is collapsing, but my will isn’t. “Major… no, Kiera.” I spoke, although barely. “Always remember; there are no victors in war, only survivors with scars.” My knees buckled, and I fell to one. “Also, write it on my tombstone: …” I struggled and stood back up again. Coughing up blood, I glared unto the now heavily injured Omega class with hate so pure, passion instilled, and commitment to burn. “… on the day of December 31st, year 2060, Harbinger of Humanity’s Ordinance, died with badassery, slaying a god.” For a good 5 seconds, I was met with silence before I received an answer. “…Alright. I will make sure. Now go and kick its ass.” A deep sigh resounded in my ears. I smirked, for one final attack, I let my Exsia run rampant and uncontrolled. Amaranth glared at me with contempt as it also began to prepare its final attack. “Arrogant human, I admit that you posses sufficient might to harm me. But you fall short from killing me, feel the wrath of heaven, be torn asunder repeatedly again!” A giant sword of pure crimson energy appeared behind it as I felt the Exsia fluctuations from it. Again, white flames burst out from my frame, burning to its brightest state. “A star is most brilliant before its death, heaven may fall, but I stand tall: BERNSTEIN!!!” I shouted, as I lunged forward unto the devastating attack in front of me, capable of leveling entire countries, but my attack did not waver and a bright white light engulfed my vision, taking me into its embrace. Then I heard a gentle whispering voice. [What would you wish for if you could live your life again?]
Nakamura_Shun · 3.8K Views
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