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Fanfic writers are like crows. If you give them treats (comments) they will bring you shiny things (fanfic)

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how to write creepy stories

over describe things

under describe things

short sentences in rapid succession build tension

single sentence paragraphs build dread

uncanny valley = things that aren't normal almost getting it right

third person limited view

limited expressions

rot, mold, damage, age, static, flickering, espsecially in places it shouldn't be

limited sights for your mc - blindness, darkness, fog

being alone - the more people there are, the less scary it is

intimate knowledge, but only on one side

your reader's imagination will scare them more than anything you could ever write. you don't have to offer a perfectly concrete explanation for everything at the end. in fact, doing so may detract from your story.

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i had a joke about orpheus and eurydice but looking back it wasn't a good idea

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readers of TSTMTT get ready

there is something poetic to be said about regulus black and draco malfoy.

two perfect sons who are put in the middle of a war, because of their pureblood lineage.

two slytherins who fall for clumsy, dark-haired gryffindor quidditch players. two blacks falling for two potters.

the lion's heart, and the dragon.

perhaps that is why narcissa protects her son so fiercely. she sees her cousin's soul reflected in his eyes.

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Always the writer, never the reader.

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my username used to be @Killer, so that makes sense

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daydreaming about writing: 🥰😍🥹❤️😊🌺✨😘

the act of actually writing: 😭😰😵‍💫😭😰😭☹️😖

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Hermione (1) and Draco (2) in TSTMTT

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Hello, English is my third language. I write my fics in English from the very beginning.

I need an answer from that ao3 authors whose first language isn't English. How do you write your works?

Do you write it in a native language first and translate later or you write in English since the beginning?

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Hermione in TSTMTT

― Ovid, Metamorphoses

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I LOVE IT WHEN ENDINGS CIRCLE BACK TO THE BEGINNING!!!

I LOVE IT WHEN CHARACTERS MIRROR EACH OTHER!!!!!

I LOVE IT WHEN CHARACTERS SEAL THEIR FATES IN THEIR FIRST SCENES!!!!

I LOVE IT WHEN CHARACTERS' GREATEST TRAITS ARE ALSO WHAT DOOM THEM IN THE END!!!!!

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An extract from chapter 34 of The Sun, The Moon, The Truth

She looked pale, sickly even, and the white—now gray—dress she wore didn’t fit. Neither the time nor the place. It reminded him of a wedding dress pureblood women wore hundreds of years ago.

Now, Hermione Granger was wearing it.

She had her back turned to him, but he would recognize the shock of that hair anywhere.

Granger, he called out. Maybe she was here for the same reason he was. Unlike he, she had nothing to apologize to. But, like him, she seemed to be searching for something. Something that didn’t exist.

She turned around, very slowly. The skirt of her dress moth-eaten skirt fluttered in wind, although there was none. Her eyes were misty, as if she had forgotten where she was. Draco took a step forward. Then she saw him.

Many years later, he would wonder what would’ve happened if he had never announced his presence to her. If he had never called her by her name. If she had remained oblivious to him. Would she have found him some other way?

Although she seemed lost, when her eyes met his, they widened. She recognized him. turned her full body to him.

She’s shining, Draco though then. Like a star.

Granger, what are you doing here? he said.

Draco, she whispered, her strangled voice echoing through the empty space. He heard her so poorly that he began looking for a glass wall between them.

Draco…

He frowned, taking another step forward. She did too, mimicking him.

Are you lost? he asked. He had never seen Granger like this.

Draco, she repeated.

They ate the space that separated them—Draco, because he was morbidly curious, Granger, well, he didn’t know why. She was lost in a desert, and he was an oasis in the middle of it.

But the closer they got to one another, the harder Draco’s heart beat.

There was only one stride between them, and he stopped in his tracks. His throat went dry.

Her eyes milky white, as if shrouded in a gauze. Her hair wasn’t brown exactly, they were colorless, with silver strands threaded through them. but her skin, her sickly white skin, her blue-gray lips was what scared him the most. And when she reached out her hand—her almost translucent hand—and touched him, he jumped as if electrocuted, gasping in surprise. Her touch was cold on his skin, he felt as if a wave of freezing water would’ve unexpectedly washed over him.

What are you, he demanded, although he already knew the answer. She was a ghost. Here to haunt him. To torment him.

Draco… was all she said.

Taking as many steps back as he could without falling over, staring at her with a ghastly expression on his face, he turned away from her, from her pleading wide eyes, from her freezing touch.

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Draco in TSTMTT

words by me

this is about Hannibal Lecter and Will Graham. actually it’s also about Victor von Doom and Reed Richards

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Hermione in TSTMTT

Margaret Atwood, from Procedures for Underground; "Three Desk Objects,"

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Draco (1), Hermione (2) and Hermione (3) in TSTMTT

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