Here are the top Artists On Tumblr short stories, fanfiction, poetry, and posts on Commaful, including topics like "lit", "internalized misogyny", and more.
The light fused through the windowsill, a white beam erupting flakes of dust into sparkling facets. My irises are both blinded & embraced by dust sparkles. A speck of dust, for one moment, a speck of ...
My mantra inked to my bodyObscured in a dead language.Across my bicepA measure of my strengthMy true endowment.I’ve known pain and ruin.I’ve known wretchedness that taints the soul. The universe has s...
The bird, yellow with gray wings, flitted ahead of the group as they shuffled along in the bubble of torchlight. It’d followed them for days now, or they it. The leader, Brywulf, had wondered at the s...
“Why do you like me?” She asked, in her soft voice
By singlebiteofmemories-blog http://singlebiteofmemories-blog.tumblr.com/post/160770033575/the-reason
One fine day I was just walking back home from school and on my way I saw a tea seller, as I have lived in this city from the time of my birth and have gone to the same school since childhood and I’ve...
Trying to play the whole “I’m an artist” card but I’m surrounded by girls who are “looking for a country boy, I love camo and mudding” well thats great! Want me to paint you naked? I could be Leo you ...
The light fused through the windowsill, a white beam erupting flakes of dust into sparkling facets. My irises are both blinded & embraced by dust sparkles. A speck of dust, for one moment, a speck of ...
My mantra inked to my bodyObscured in a dead language.Across my bicepA measure of my strengthMy true endowment.I’ve known pain and ruin.I’ve known wretchedness that taints the soul. The universe has s...
The bird, yellow with gray wings, flitted ahead of the group as they shuffled along in the bubble of torchlight. It’d followed them for days now, or they it. The leader, Brywulf, had wondered at the s...
“Why do you like me?” She asked, in her soft voice
By singlebiteofmemories-blog http://singlebiteofmemories-blog.tumblr.com/post/160770033575/the-reason
One fine day I was just walking back home from school and on my way I saw a tea seller, as I have lived in this city from the time of my birth and have gone to the same school since childhood and I’ve...
Trying to play the whole “I’m an artist” card but I’m surrounded by girls who are “looking for a country boy, I love camo and mudding” well thats great! Want me to paint you naked? I could be Leo you ...