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athousandbyeol · 6 months ago
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"the reuniting of a broken mirror," this is the true story of princess lechang of the southern dynasties. she was forced to part from her husband. before they separated, they broke a mirror and each took half. many years later, they reunited because of the mirror and spent the rest of their lives together. however, behind this beautiful story lies a deeper meaning. during the decades they couldn't see each other, they could only look at the mirror and long for the beautiful image of each other. after their reunion, in the mirror, i could no longer see your enchanting face like a fairy from before, only the desolate moonlight reflected by the passage of time. (x)
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hoppipolla · 2 years ago
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You're a bruised soul, forever blue
FILM THANAPAT as CHARN in LAWS OF ATTRACTION dir. Worawit Khuttiyayothin (2023)
(insp.)
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hereiswhatremains · 14 days ago
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"You never thought your body could be anything except bruised/ your locked door/ your haunted house/ the unlearning is taking so long."
— Fortesa Latifi, Fingertips
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dreamsy990 · 3 months ago
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hi i wanted to draw my own au so have a snippet of scene i rewrote like 12 times and will likely rewrite again
#was thinking about captioning this with uhhh the written version of the scene in my drafts#but its mostly just dialogue#so youre not missing much#i hope i convey the emotion well through expression#sigh part of the reason im hesitant about making this au a comic instead of a fic is that like. most of what ive written for it is prose-#-that doesnt translate that well visually?#a lot of the storytelling for this au i think is told better with narration#so if/when i ever like. share the whole story#it will likely just be a fic#but i suck at sharing unfinished writing on tumblr so what i post here is mostly scenes i wrote turned into comics#<- partially to gauge interest! i like knowing if people care about what im making#but also partially just because i REALLY like this au. its super self indulgent#i know i only draw angsty shit for it but i swear its about friendship ok. like half of what ive written is really sweet#.the other half is actually angst BUT THATS IRRELEVANT. ok normal tags now#doodles#ghost roxas au#roxas#sora#kingdom hearts#hmm i dont think this one translated as well as it couldve. its meant to be a sort of slow build to outright anger#bc its like. soras confusion + frustration finally building to the point hes yelling#but it feels sort of sudden here so idk. could also be that theres no context to this#roxas' reaction too reads a bit differently than i wrote it as (more angry than like. ptsd response for lack of a better descriptor)#WHATEVER WHATEVER DONE RAMBLING IN THE TAGS I HOPE YOU LIKE THE ART
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horriblewithwords · 1 month ago
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She’s something to feel. Experience even. I’m not sure what it is I’m even trying to describe about her, but even without her physical presence, I can feel her by my side and it makes it hard. Difficult to find the right words. She’s like an attention grabber or something. Always on the nose, guiding me. Like a fresh scent and I’m the dog.
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winterrfire · 3 months ago
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It was a test that I failed, but a lesson I'll always remember.
—Romaisa Yasmeen
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elissastillstands · 1 month ago
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Minthara lives past Moonrise. // On home, requital, and all the things they give to the water.
Rating: Mature Word Count: 14,615 Relationships: Minthara Baenre/Tav, Lae'zel/Shadowheart Additional Tags: The Underdark, Developing Relationship, Introspection, Character Study
Excerpt: The cleric casts Silence on all of them so they can pass into the depths unnoticed. They slip between the stone gates of the Sharran ruins like ghosts and ride the rickety elevator down to the old forge, where crooning water laps at the remnants of the duergar’s docks. From there, they commandeer a ship to cross the lake. Har’oloth’s lakes are bitter with what the water holds, heavy enough with salt that ships float higher on the surface.
Minthara can taste it when they cross into her old home. They only ever venture into its outskirts, the impoverished places which lie tangent to the sun-bleached lands, but the air still turns lively, thick with rot, sweeter than any honeyed dates the surface has ever grown. Her teeth itch and ache with their longing for it.
Link to fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/62735863/chapters/160607641
Thank you to @zoloteh-volossya for the beta!
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blossom-tape · 5 months ago
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clean
ten months sober. i never thought i’d make it this far, but here i am. it hasn’t been easy—just because i’m clean doesn’t mean i don’t miss him. the memories would creep in when i least expected, tempting me with a warmth i’d almost forgotten. there were nights i felt his pull, that familiar weight tugging at my resolve. but each time, i held on. i reminded myself of what i was fighting for.
now, though, something feels different. there are no traces of him left—no whispers, no shadows lingering at the edges of my thoughts. for the first time, i can say i’m fully clean. it’s just me, clear-headed and free. and in this space he used to occupy, i feel something new—happiness, lightness, and a clarity i’d nearly given up on. i’m finally here, just as I am, whole and unbroken.
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coffeeandthoughtspoetry · 5 months ago
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I feel like we've drifted apart
'cause you don't look at me like that anymore'
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theoutcastsays · 9 months ago
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Demons in my head  and monsters around me, I am not scared of them anymore.  When I see them now, I am not afraid . I feel furious . I feel  thousands of volts of anger running through my viens . I swear , if they ever come face to face with me again I will tear them limb to limb .
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~excerpts from my journal of self destruction
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outstanding-quotes · 9 months ago
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It’s really hard to put into words things that are just a little bit not okay.
Sayaka Murata, Earthlings
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penvibess · 1 year ago
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Dear you,
I don't know what love is, I don't know what it looks like or sounds like. I don't know what it is supposed to feel like.
But I swear to God, when you laugh, it is like the sweetest melody to my ears, it is warm and soothing, like the first sip of coffee in winter. When you look at me with those brown eyes, it is like losing myself in your universe that lies behind those orbs. When the sun hits your face, it is like looking at the first ray of light after being alone in the darkness for a long time.
Your hair feels like silk between my fingers and your hands fit in mine like they're meant to be held by me. You are beautiful in ways I can't begin to comprehend and it hurts that I will never be able to put it into words that will justify the kind of person you are.
I dread the days that I have to spend without you and hope for the moment to last for just a little bit longer when we are together. I secretly giggle at the lamest of your jokes and say that I hate you with a hopeless smile. On days when we are apart, I only look forward to holding you in my arms.
I don't know what love is, what it looks like or what it is supposed to feel like but I swear to God, I have never felt safer, happier, and understood the way I have felt with you, and if that's what love is then I'm glad to have experienced it with you.
Yours truly,
<3
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hoppipolla · 2 years ago
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I was fine before. What did I do wrong?
(bold effect insp.)
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dreamsy990 · 7 months ago
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my laptops like super fucking dead and its gonna be a couple days before i can get a new one so uh. have a ghost roxas au doodle from procreate instead. returning to my roots i suppose. do not ask me to explain the story context for this or whats going on because i will not explain ok. you can figure it out yourself <-( theres absolutely not enough information for you to figure it out for yourself )
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chlorophyllcrimescene · 7 months ago
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was thinking today about the mortifying ordeal of being known and this happened
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inflammatory · 11 months ago
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