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just decided to share with y'all my not-so-big but not-so-small Frankenstein editions collection 👁️👁️
I have 14 books for now! most of them are English-language editions, but I also have several books in Ukrainian, as well as one in German and one in French – really hope to find an opportunity to collect more editions in other languages in the future.
details are under the cut!
1. one of my latest thing! Frankenstein (Deluxe Edition) 2023, with absolutely stunning illustrations. Damn, it was quite expensive for me, but ahhhhh this is so beautiful I can't-
2. another beaty! Macmillan Collector's Library's edition, small but so pretty under the supercover, and THIS blue colour!! and inside design!!
3. this one is one of my ultimate faves ahhhhh. Signet Classics's edition, and I'm absolutely IN LOVE WITH THIS COVER, HEELLLL!! it also is very pleasant to touch
4-5. German and French (with McAvoy on the cover jkjdkdjdkd) editions! they were the gift from my friend and I really love to have them in collection – also really love the choice of colours in the German edition, just YES
6-8. three Ukrainian editions – first 2 in Ukrainian, the 3rd is in English and has a very silly cover :)
the first one is my favorite, because I really like this format, and I also leave notes in it during the process of re-reading the book
9. also my latest purchase – Frankenstein: Junji Ito Story Collection. I haven't read it yet, but heeeellll so gorgeous wtf
10. Usborn Young Reading's edition of Frankenstein. More like retelling for children, but oh, it has really cute illustrations on each page :3
11-13. few more editions in English!
first one – Penguin Clothbound Classics's edition, and of course I NEEDED to have it, because it's really looking and feeling so damn good. This also was the gift from my friend (the same one with the German and French editions) and god, SHE IS THE BEST.
second – Collins Classics's edition, I just like its cover – laconic, but kinda expressive??? idk. but well, this one has very small font of text just uhhh impossible to read.
third – idk what it really is lol, but the cover looks pretty but also kinda funny because of this photoshopped heart lol
14. my very first edition, it's in russian and I don't have much to say about it, but it was cheap and has some of my notes so I keep it.
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@wolfstarmicrofic March 30 – prompt 30: Calming Draught – word count 642
Calming Draught - Calms the user of shock, trauma etc
Remus was late. Whenever he went to St Mungo’s he tried to make it home before dinner, but this time he had been caught up with Mary in a very complex healing potion. They had gotten it wrong a bunch of times and had ended up crying in frustration, missing Lily and her mastery of potions even more than usual. When he finally walked in the house it took him one look to see it was bad.
All of Harry’s toys were scattered around the living room and in the middle of it all Sirius was holding the screaming two-year old in his arms, trying to calm him down, himself looking on the verge of tears.
“What happened?” Remus asked, putting his bag on the carpet.
“The neighbours had a birthday party with fireworks,” Sirius said through gritted teeth, carefully bouncing Harry up and down with the only result of making him scream even more. “One of the fireworks was green.”
Remus nodded and got closer, carefully taking the little boy from Sirius’s arms. Green lights made Harry mad with terror, and it took a really long time to calm him down. The first time it had happened had been with the fireworks on the fifth of November, literally a couple of days after they had taken him in. Exhausted with grief and the responsibility of now having to raise their best friends’ son they had taken an embarrassingly long time to realise it wasn’t the fireworks to frighten him so much, but the green light. Somewhere, deep into Harry’s brain, he connected it with the light Avada Kedavra made when used, the same light which had robbed him of both his parents.
“It’s alright Bambi,” Remus said soothingly. “Nothing will hurt you now, I promise.”
Harry’s screaming turned to sobbing and he buried his face in Remus’s jumper.
“Cry all you want,” Remus whispered. “We’re here for you.”
After a while, the sobs stopped and Remus looked under the wild mane of hair that looked so much like James’s to see Harry had fallen asleep, exhausted. He carefully placed him in the day bed by the fireplace while Sirius collapsed on the sofa.
“You’re so much better at it than me, Moony,” he whispered as Remus sat by his side.
“It’s not true,” Remus passed an arm around his boyfriend’s shoulders. “We’re both learning.”
“I couldn’t calm him down,” Sirius said slowly. “He was screaming so much and I couldn’t do anything, I just wanted to scream with him. It’s so unfair to him, Moony. Prongs and Lily were made to be parents and we… We don’t know what we’re doing.”
“I know,” Remus sighed.
“It’s ridiculous, I… I don’t even know what loving parents look like!” Sirius was now half-laughing half-crying, practically in hysterics. “We’re going to fuck him up, Moony, we’ll be like my own parents!”
“Sssh, my love,” Remus quietly kissed Sirius’s temple. “You’re exhausted.”
“I am,” Sirius sobbed. “I always am, and then I think about them not being happy with what I’m doing with Bambi, and… Maybe Lily wishes her sister had gotten him instead.”
“That’s how I know you’re rambling, Padfoot,” Remus chuckled. He shifted to pass a hand through Sirius’s hair and look him in the eye. “If there’s somewhere from where they’re watching us, I know Lily knows we’re doing our best. And Prongs is probably still laughing at the time we had the brilliant idea of leaving Harry alone for five seconds with a barrel of paint.”
Sirius chuckled.
“All those handprints on the corridor wall… He truly is a Marauder’s son,” he said.
“We’re trying and it’s going to be fine,” Remus smiled. “We’ll manage it, together. Alright?”
“Alright, Moony,” Sirius nodded.
“Good. Now, I think you could do with a drop or two of Calming Draught before bed, don’t you?”
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