#angst scene

[thecloister]

Exiled to the Ruins

Shadow from Sonic Prime

Prime Shadow has thick, rounded quills that should move with an exaggerated stiffness. His face shape, particularly his jawline, should be squared, and his brow lines should point towards his ears instead of following his eyes as much as possible.

Everything about his face shape should be blunt except for his eyes, which remain sharp. He has deep eyebags from stress and lack of sleep.

[ihavea-natural-curiosity]

hiiii i am EXHAUSTED and i need to stop being left alone with a keyboard 🥰

anyways tw drowning (not explicit, just like mentions of water pouring out of mouths etc.) blood, and general angst :)

It was beautiful, like it always was, like it always began. He was by the sea, by the old vacation home he and Reg loved so much. Walking in, he wonders why he keeps doing this, he knows what happens, what he’ll see, but he never stops, tries to get out, tries to change anything. Maybe it’s because he wants to see his face, maybe it’s because it’s the only chance he’ll ever have again.

He touches the frame of the painting he stands by, stares into his brothers’ eyes, waiting. The paint starts to bubble and melt, running down the canvas in a disgusting display of murky, colored water. “Siriussss” the whisper comes from increasingly darkening corners “Sirius”

Then he sees him. Soaking wet and bloody, water pours out of his mouth when he tries to speak, Sirius can smell the rot from down the hall.

“Sirius” he gurgles, walking like any movement is agony “the cave..”

Sirius takes a step back, unintentionally, the gaunt, agonized face of his brother terrifying him “Help..” Regulus reaches out, the water on his clothes dripping on their shoes “please Siri…”

Sirius awakens with a muffled yelp, still able to feel the ice-cold hand on his face. He’s shaking uncontrollably. Carefully maneuvering around his sleeping fiancé, he pads to the kitchen and starts the kettle.

“Sirius….” the soft whisper standing out in the dead-silent home, he whirls around quickly, only half-expecting what he finds.

Regulus, in the middle of the hall, blood and rotten water clinging to him, soaking the floor beneath him. Suddenly he’s right infront of Sirius, reaching as water pours out of his mouth “Siri.. Siri please…”

Sirius’ back is pressed against the counter as he tries to evade the boney hands reaching for him, covered in wounds “the cave… help..”

He cant stop shaking, he can feel tears falling down his face “Reg please..” he mutters, begging for these hallucinations to stop, begging to be able to let go.

“Sirius please..” Regulus might be crying, Sirius can’t tell “HELP ME” he screams, water absolutely soaking him more than he already was, and Sirius screams, quickly clamping a hand over his mouth at the sight, dead-ish eyes, blood, the smell of rot

And then he’s gone, Regulus is gone, leaving Sirius shaking and sobbing in the kitchen. James manages to appear at his side, Remus soon following

“I’m sorry-“ he sobs shrinking into one of their arms “I- I keep.. seeing him”

James squeezes him “Padfoot” he mutters into his hair “Pads i saw him too”

so idk if that made any sense but my idea is that Pan taught Reg how to astral project and he’s stuck in the cave, but Sirius just thinks he’s hallucinating with grief

so anyways :) have a nice night <3

[writing-ideas-inc]

Dialogue Prompt

“He is gone now.”

“Good.”

“... I thought perhaps you loved him. That you would be sad to see him go.”

“I did.”

“Then why are you happy he is gone?”

“Because I hated myself for loving him.”

Mod Carolyn @theories-fans-andwombats

[itsallaskam]

skam song of the day

grizzly man - rockettothesky 2x10, william lays with noora to help her through her anxiety

[ihavea-natural-curiosity]

Sirius shook slightly as he walked up to the closet, he had a basic idea of what it would become, but he couldn’t plead off the assignment without explaining everything to the Professor in front of everyone, maybe it’s like be his friends leaving instead! The Professor pointed at the door with his wand “Ready?” Sirius smoothed the fear out of his features as he had done so many times before, desperately hoping that he got rid of the glimmer in his eyes that he could never get rid of. Sirius nodded, terrified and raised his wand, preparing for what he was going to see. The Professor nodded and shot sparks at the door handle, and out walked his mother, hate shining in her eyes. He heard audible gasps from the class behind him, “ri- Rid- riddikulus!” He stammered weakly, unable to concentrate on the bowler hat he was trying to put her in. His boggart-Mother sneered “Associating with mudbloods and half-breeds with blood-traitors! You are dragging the family name through the dirt!” The boggart yelled at him he flinched “ri- rid-“ the boggart reached for its wand, Sirius felt tears stream down his face “You’re bringing your brother down with you! You are damning him! Filth on my boot! Muggle lover! You will fix this behavior or Regulus will feel this too!” Sirius dropped his wand, unable to hold it in his shaking hand and shrunk away “I’m- s- so- sorry m- mother” he was shaking and crying uncontrollably. He covered his face, forgetting he wasn’t in the manor. The moment the Professor heard “mother” come out of Sirius’ mouth he yelled “Riddikulus!” And forced the boggart back into the closet. Sirius couldn’t get out of the manor, he could still feel the pain “do- don’t h- hurt Reg! He- he di- didn’t do anything!” He whimpered flinching away from a hand on his shoulder. “Sirius” a soft voice said, it sounded nothing like his mother. Sirius opened an eye and saw the blurry outline of a boy with black hair. “Reg” Sirius whispered, unable to control his tears “I’m- im sorry” he felt arms snake around him, the voice spoke softly, right next to his head “Regulus is fine, your brother is fine. Sirius, you’re ok, you’re at school” Sirius realized it was James who spoke. He softened into the embrace, sobbing harder than ever, James whispered with a cracked voice “I’m sorry”