Something Dark Clings To Me—has Always Lived In Me. You Brought It To Light, Jhin.

Working on a new thing instead of working on WIPs part 138024

Question for writers: what made you guys start writing?

The way I thought that Tony Revolori had chest hair in Willow 1x01 and saw the scars later in the series and still didn't put it together until a day later....which is now. Slow braining moments

I ship Sneglus (Severus Snape x Regulus Black). And I wonder if someone ever asked Regulus "why?". Why does he continue to chase and pine over a man whose heart was given to someone else already? And I wonder if Regulus ever answered with an "I don't know either". And if he ever said "some things are just never meant to happen or last. No matter how much we long for it to."

And I wonder if, in another universe, Severus has obsessed with the idea of Lily being his only and true love when his heart began to beat for someone else.

If things would be so much different in a universe different from the one we happened upon where Severus loved another as truly as he loved Lily and Regulus lived.

What if your character was an avid reader who's slowly going blind? So a character (a lover, a friend, family) who's insecure about their voice or reading out-loud ability takes it upon themselves to read to blind!character so they can still live in the stories like they used to?

I know I’m bout to get like, three likes but I’m just happy to be here honestly

Little sketch here to try out Sketchbook and get the hang of it

hi tumblr so ive been thinking:

imagine having a secret admirer and they write love letters to you on a daily or maybe just 3 times a week or smth

and like one day they decide to confess to you by taking the stuff that they wrote in the letters and turning it into a song to play for you JEHRKSFBDB

fr tho why is everything smut😭😭 i wanna read angst that would ruin me, make me sick to my stomach and cry like there's no tomorrow bro i want a fanfic that is so devastating that i won't be able to function for the next few months

Zuko's Hell

In the darkest of nights,

The quietest of moments,

Amidst the harshest of cold winds,

Laying in the loud of the silence

The moonlight glints

The abyss grins

The shadows grow

The eyes stare

He stands petrified

Breath shallow and ragged

Eyes wide in terror

Mouth open in horror

In the past, he visits

In the present, he is

In the dark, he lies

In the pain, he lives

He hears laughing

He smells burning

He sees smiling

He feels he is hurting

A ghostly touch

Yet so painful

He cries

He begs

No one listens

Everyone laughs

They point and stare

Now they whisper and glare

The past of his

A lesson they teach

Experience he has

Pain he befriends

He remembers, words from him

He recalls, cries of his

They talk, the begging he did

They mutter, the sinful deed

Burning hot white pain

Tears streaming down his other eye

He sees, atop of him, his father

Grinning with a wild look in his eyes

Of many things, he wonders

Of his sisters crazed giggles

Of his uncle's cowardly response

Of his mother's absence

Of his father's abuse

Of his ignorance

Ignorance that caused the death of many

The losses of his

He cries

He sins

He watches

He tries

He helps

He rages

He whimpers

He wakes up

He's in another hell

And he thinks,

Only the demon of their hell

Finds it to their liking

He smiles

He's tired

He ages

He's alone

Once more

One last time

One more moment

He dreams