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sarahluann · a month ago
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This was only gonna be a quick sketch buuuuuuut I just kept refining it 😅. But yeah this is me.
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imachildprodigy · 2 months ago
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Headache | Remus Lupin
summary: Trying to complete an essay under the little time span of forty-eight hours was not easy. In an attempt to complete the horrid task, a pounding headache threatens you. Your loving boyfriend however, finds a way to calm you.
a/n: I feel as if I’ve been gone for an extremely long time. I’m sorry! I’ve just had no motivation to write really and I was suffering from Writer’s block and couldn’t conjure up any ideas. I apologise for the shortness of it, and sorry if the quality isn’t as great! It’s currently 11pm at night and I just finished editing this; although I probably made a few typo’s or errors. Enjoy! <33
It was a grand autumn evening. The wind howled and whistled as it gently breezed by the golden leaves of the branchy trees, and the sun rested assuringly amongst the mere clouds. You sat glumly on your bed; your eyes boring into the sheet of gold parchment that lay before you.
An a thousand word page essay was to be written just under the little time span of forty-eight hours, and the horrid pent up feeling of stress ran right through you. Your head ached terribly; as so did every muscle and part of your body.
Your quill tapped against the parchment, awaiting for ideas and thoughts to cloud your mind. It was no use of course; your headache beginning to ripple with such severity that your eyes squeezed shut.
Long-written essays like these were difficult; especially when teachers gave very little time on them. Of course, you came by a headache here and there; but never, had you experienced a headache this dreadful.
You hastily picked up your parchment and paraphernalia and placed them untidily on your desk; before sighing loudly and climbing into the chambers of your bed.
You threw your heavy bedsheets on you; lying in a pathetic slumped heap. Head pounding, muscles aching, and anxiety rippling through you all at once.
By now, the sun had began to set. Dreadfully noisy chatter filled the dorm corridors as students began to perambulate down to dinner. Groaning in annoyance, you dug your fingernails into your temples.
All you wanted to do was disintegrate into the bed; completely isolate yourself from the outside world. It felt as if a quaffle was smashing into your skull with such strong force; your eyes snapped shut, before you quietly sobbed into your pillow.
Why wouldn’t this cursed headache leave you alone? You hadn’t even noticed the door creak open, as you jumped at the gentle contact of a hand resting on your shoulder. “Love?”
The reassuring voice of Remus calmed you down, as your heart slowed it’s pace, and your thoughts were at peace. You let out a lewd hiccup , before turning your body and hugging the boy tightly.
The boy wasted no time to allow his calloused hands to rest on your back; rubbing it soothingly. Your sobs and hiccups diminishing as you felt a surge of relief course through you.
“What’s wrong, talk to me,” Remus asked, after a while of him holding you in his embrace. You turned your head upwards; a slight pound in your skull as a result. “My head hurts,” your words came out slurred, as you were quite tired and lethargic.
Remus pressed a loving kiss to your forehead. “Why don’t we get some medicine, hmm?” You nodded sleepily, before the boy slipped out of the room. God were you lucky to have a boyfriend like Remus.
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chaoticaindica · a month ago
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If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She'll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are. Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony and stale hours and half baked proposals, then you're better off alone. If you want the world and worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
- Rosemarie Urquico
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epilya · 4 months ago
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İnsanlar ölmeye mahkum ve mutsuz yaratıklardır.
‐Albert Camus
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bookwyvrn · 5 months ago
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Home is where my books (and cat and fiancé and food) are 🥰
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shadesofarthur · 3 months ago
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Convince me to read your favorite book using just the first line or your favorite quote. Go!
Mine: "He is half of my soul, as the poets say."
- The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller
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reecereads · 3 months ago
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i wanna have my own little bookstore/cafe where we all just hang out and get lost in our stories while drinking chocolate milk
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asmywhimseytakesme · 3 months ago
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Readers Realm Map
Sooooo this is what I’ve been working on for the last couple weeks. I had a LOT of fun with it.
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Where on this map do you like to hang out? Lately I’ve been in the Readers Slump Swamp and it isn’t fun.
After a few tweaks, I’ll be making this available as a print. And maybe a t-shirt. What would you like to see it on?
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seasidepickup · 3 months ago
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felt tbh
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hermajestyneedsadrink · 2 months ago
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“Oh you like reading? What sort of books are you into?”
In less then half a second an atomic bomb goes off in my head. The world is barren, and yet something sparks to life. Time stops, the universe rests and begins anew. I shrug casually. “A little bit of everything, I guess.” Translation; porn with a plot
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epilya · 4 months ago
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Bizler yüreğimize hiçbir zaman mutsuzluğu yakıştıramıyacağız.
‐Yaşar Kemal
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