#*cries in writersblock*

[celientjeee]

INSOMNIA (Lando/Charles, 16k, complete) The sound of soft chuckles woke Lando up and groaning he tried to ignore the sound. He snuggled closer to the warmth beside him, his cheek pressing deeper in the soft fabric of his pillow. 'They're so cute,' a vaguely familiar voice whispered. 'I'm taking a picture for the group chat,' someone else said and Lando tried to wake his brain up to figure out who was talking. He knew these voices but he didn't want to open his eyes yet to find out who they were. He was comfortable or he was until his pillow started moving. 'What the..' a hoarse voice mumbled close to his ear.

Lando slowly opened his eyes, blinking heavily when he was met with bright sunlight. It took a few seconds for his sight to focus on the two men standing in front of him with huge grins on their faces.

'Dan? Max?' Lando mumbled confused. 

What were they doing here?

His pillow moved again and Lando looked up into the sleepy eyes of Charles Leclerc.

Oh.

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[marvelfanfics1]

I just fell. I know a random start but when I was playing outside I fell and hurt my knee and it bleeded 😥 maybe you can do the same with daddy stucky x little reader x little Peter (Tom Peter) where the reader fell and it bleeded so her dada Steve toke care of it and put a cute little unicorn plaster (I'm not sure how it calls bc English is not my native Language) and she is still crying when they got out of the bathroom and daddy Bucky but her in his lap and hug her and little petie comes to the reader and put a kiss on the hurting knee and says "that makes u feel bwtter"

🩹<---- I mean this thing

Kisses make it better

(GIFs not mine)

The Super Soldiers Little Angels au

Pairing: daddy!stucky x little!reader x little!Peter

Warnings: Age Regression, hurt knee, mentions of blood, fluff, comfort

A/n: Hey guys 🤗 I'm really sorry for the lack of fics, I had a writersblock and have been struggling with family drama (ya know the usual 🤙🏻) anyway, I hope I overcame it now and can spoil you with fics again 💜

                                   ⭒𖥸⭒

It was a beautiful day outside so Steve and Bucky decided to take you and Peter to the compound so you could play outside with other littles from the Avengers group.

At the compound were so many fun things to do and with how much space they have you can find activities literally everywhere.

Now you were running around a play structure with Kate while Peter was chasing you both. It was all fun and games until you tripped over your own foot and fell on the rubber ground that was around the structure.

It all happened so quickly that it took you a few seconds to now feel the pain that was coming from your knees, tears already blurring your vision before you could even take a look at it.

Peter was a second later beside you, trying desperately to figure out what was wrong when he saw your bruised knees and quickly jumped into action.

"I go get daddies!" he said and rushed off to where all the caregivers were sitting and talking.

Meanwhile, poor Kate was trying as hard as she could to comfort you, Peter would most definitely almost suffocate you in a hug, Kate only rubbed your back, assuring you that Peter will be back soon with your daddies and it did comfort you in a way.

Soon enough you saw Peter coming back with Steve jogging after him and he quickly knelt beside you.

"Shh, it's okay, Angel. Dada's here." he grimaced a little when he saw your bloody knees. Your little sobs broke his heart, he and Bucky hate seeing either of their littles in pain, and in a quick motion, he picked you up and carried you inside to the nearest bathroom.

"Dada hurts." you cried while Steve was looking for some bandaids and something to clean the wounds.

"I know, sweetheart." he kissed your forehead. "I promise it will be better soon."

You kept crying silently, wincing when he touches a sore spot with the alcohol pad. When all the blood was wiped off he grabbed a colorful unicorn bandaid and put one on each knee, hoping to cheer you up a little but you were still sobbing a little.

"Let's go see what daddy's doing." he offered you a smile and you nod, raising your arms for him to pick you up which he happily did.

Your crying ceased to little sobs and hiccups while Steve carried you to where he was before Peter came in running and frantically pointing outside. There you saw Peter who was leaning with his back against Bucky's shoulder and playing on his switch but he quickly turned it off when he saw you.

"Our poor doll." Bucky cooed and you started to make grabby hands for him.

Steve handed you over to him and you got comfortable on his lap with your back against his chest and him wrapping his arms around you to make you feel secure and safe.

Peter frowned a little, seeing how some tears kept falling from your eyes. He got up from his spot beside his daddy to kneel before you both. First, you were confused, tilting your head to the side. He then leaned forward to kiss each of your knees carefully.

"Dis will make you feel better!" he smiled and you wiped the remained tears away, smiling back at him.

"Fank you, Petie."

He got back on his spot and took one of your hands caressing the back of it with his thumb, making your daddies hearts almost explode from the cuteness.

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[rainofthetwilight]

STOP BC THIS IS LITERALLY WHAT I DO TO POOR ETHAN ����

(hes the future master of water i.i. i think he'll survive)

just realized how much i draw jenna and that i barely draw ethan

i wanna SQUISH HIM. AND YOU WILL ALL WANNA SQUISH HIM TOO. I WILL DRAW HIM

[exx-ceptional]

I wanna write shit but id rather kill myself than put that much motivation

[omgxiaoch]

i’ve been trying to gather ideas/inspirations these past weeks for your requests but i always end up stressed out at how dry my mind has been ;; i’ll really try my best to start reading books again to kind of make me improve my skills and maybe it can make my brain be full of ideas once more... ;;

[moonlighttheravenqueen]

Mistletoe / Ben hargreeves x reader

Yes I was making a christmas one In november WHATEVER!😭😂 but this is actually an early Christmas gift for the most amazing person and writer @justinminstan please please PLEASE follow them😭❤️❤️ ( D/N is Daughter's name and S/N is son's name ) NO I am not dead 😂 I just had really REALLY bad writersblock. Also, sorry if it's a little short!

It's Christmas Eve, it's me and ben's favorite time of year! Not long ago you told him that you were pregnant and he basically cried, he was super overprotective but is an amazing dad. Then you had a daughter and a son, we took them to meet santa and they had a lot of fun, plus I got adorable pictures of them with Santa! And ben on Santa's lap which is by far the cutest.

"Momma! Can I help cook?" S/N asked holding my waist, "Sweetie I've got it, did you help daddy with the wrapping gifts?" He nodded yes. S/N has Ben's facial structure and my personality, D/N looks like the both of us but with ben's brown eyes. They are still young so we don't exactly know if they'll have a mixture of both of our powers or just one.

"It's a gift for you! But I'm not gonna tell cause daddy said not to and it's a secret!" S/N whispered so I played along. "S/N, I thought I said stay with me so momma can cook?" Ben walks in with D/N In his arms, I smiled and kissed him, "Well dinner won't be ready for a little bit so why don't we watch momma's favorite holiday movie?" Ben suggest. The both got excited and we went to the living room. S/N and D/N fall asleep after the movie was over, ben stayed and watched them as I wrapped up some gifts for the kids, "I put them in their room so we are alone." He winked. I laughed and pointed up, he was confused until he looked up and saw a mistletoe, "I love that you are my wife." I kissed him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He picked me up and I put my legs around his waist. he started kissing my neck, making me laugh because he knows I'm ticklish.

"Mommy? Daddy? What's going on?" S/N asked looking worried. I got down, pulling our selfs together, "Uh nothing honey!" I said blushing. "Mommy just saw a bug and daddy saved her." He adds, "Okay!" He then ran off, we sighed in relief. "Y/N, do you think we scared our baby boy?"

"He's 5 he'll forget about it tomorrow, it's not as bad as when klaus ran around the academy with a Santa hat and no clothes on, and diego ran after him." I said laughing just thinking about how funny that was. "Let's hope klaus or anyone else gets that drunk this year, I'm gonna get the kids to help set the dinner table." He kissed my check.

Once we finished the we ate, they definitely ate a lot so they'll sleep good tonight, but that won't stop them from trying to stay up and see santa. Luther wanted to dress up as santa and it sounds like a really fun idea.

We gave them a bath, they brushed their teeth and put on their cute pajamas on, ben read elf on a shelf. Ben's voice can put me to sleep very quickly, he picked me up bridal stayed and put me to bed. "Did I fall asleep!?" I forgot I had some more gifts to wrap for everyone at the academy, "Honey I can do it! you've been working all day, plus you need all the rest you can get, the kids are gonna wake us up early so sleep baby." He Tucked me in. I could feel my eyes slowly closing, "But.....what about...the.....the...." I fall asleep before I could finish. "Aww, look at my sleepy baby, you and our babies are the most beautiful Christmas gift I could ever asked for, merry Christmas honey.

7:00 AM, I felt a small feet and hands press on my side. "Mommy! Daddy! Wake up it's christmas!!" D/N yelled as S/N jumped up and down on the bed, I shaked ben up, "Baby wake up." I whisper. He rolled over facing me, he didn't open his eyes, "diego....I'm getting getting naked klaus out of the chimney.." it's so cute when he sleeps talks! "Ben!"

He realized what was going on, "You two couldn't wait until 10:00?" They shaked their heads no, at this point we had no other choice. They saw the cookies we left for santa were eaten, they sat on the floor and we started opening them, S/N gave me a present. It was a necklace with a pink octopus, "Daddy helped! I know you like pink and daddy so yeah!" She smiles sitting on my lap. I opened S/N gift, it's a picture he made of all of us. "Baby it's beautiful! I'll be sure to frame it!" I said squeezing him. Ben opened mine and was really shocked by it, a long black coat, it reminds of Sherlock Holmes but if he was a fashion model. He also got me this beautiful, it's long but so gorgeous! The kids opened toys and seeing the light shine in their eyes always makes the both you feel like you did good, "We're really good parents aren't we?" Ben's said, "The best out of everyone in the academy." I said joked. "Merry Christmas my love." He says kissing me under the mistletoe.

[haechanitboy]

Pleaseee don't feel too pressured love? We can wait okay. Do what you feel like you need to do to beat your writersblock but please do it because you want to and not just solely from pressure. ly -🦊

You: do what you need to do!!

Me: cries for approx 30 minutes

I would love nothing more than to update philophobia right now but oc and I are Fighting so idk when we’ll make up

I love you moreeeee thank you for being so sweet to me 🥺🥺🥺🥺

[sunshinetrappedinourhearts]

Nathmarc month day 22: Rainbow

AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/16491026/chapters/39181753 Man, this one is weird. I had no idea what to write for this prompt, and then this thing suddenly rolled out. xD I honestly don’t know. I hope it’s enjoyable, though! :3  @nathmarcnovember

It was grey outside, and the November rain was cold against his cheeks, so Nathaniel buried his face deeper underneath his scarf. Autumn automatically made him less motivated to go outside to face another school day, but today’s weather made it even worse.  

He sighed, trying to walk as fast as he could, until finally, the school building loomed in front of him.

Inside, the warmth hit him in the face and he frowned. They exaggerated a bit with the temperature. That would only make it worse when you were forced to go outside again.

He hurried to the art room, he was already quite late, and his final product before graduating was still a disaster.

He was drawing a comic book about a fictional superhero called Ladybug, but since about a week, he had hit writersblock and was unable to come up with the brilliant plot lines that were so apparent in the earlier chapters. He didn’t understand.

Maybe he shouldn’t have been so headstrong about doing the project on his own; he was an artist after all, not a writer. And he could really need an actual one right now to help him.

But it was too late to sulk about his mistakes- he had to finish it.

So he grabbed a pencil and started.

An hour or two later, he groaned, putting it down.

It was garbage, absolutely bad.

‘Hey, what’s up, Nate?’ Alix leaned over his shoulder to look. ‘Oh, man, you know that line is super cheesy and cliché, right?’ She looked at him, her eyebrows furrowed, more worried than upset.

‘I know! That’s the problem…’ he sighed, shoving the page away violently. ‘I can’t write!’

‘But the previous chapters were just fine!’

‘I… I know… I have no clue what happened… Ugh.’

‘Writersblock, I guess? Maybe you need a break, wanna take a small walk, get some coffee?’

Alix’s invitation sounded tempting, but-

‘I really don’t have time for that…’

The girl punched his shoulder. ‘Aw, come on, if you’re going to write shit like that, you’re more productive taking a break.’ She grinned and Nathaniel couldn’t suppress a small smile.

He loved how direct his best friend was. Sometimes, he didn’t know what he’d do without her. She was always there to help him keep his head cool and pushing him on the right path.

‘Alright, then…’

So he got up, grabbing some necessities and leaving the rest of his belonging in the art room, following Alix outside.

As he walked the school corridors, he felt the familiar sensation of someone watching him. Another strange thing that had been happening to him lately. A few times, he swore he had seen some figure quickly moving away when he looked back. He remembered a red hoodie, pushed over the head, and a pair of deep, green eyes. Every time he saw the shape, those were the two things he could remember.

He tried shaking the feeling away, but as always, an uncomfortable gut feeling lingered.

Outside, the rain was still falling, but the clouds seemed a little less angry than in the morning. They were a softer, light-grey instead of almost as dark as black.

But still, the cold enveloped them and Nathaniel shivered a little.

‘It’s a good thing that take-away coffee spot is so close, right?’ Alix said.

‘Definitely… It’s been crazy cold this week.’

‘Yeah, today is the worst, though. Do you think that’s what’s effecting you…?’ She eyed him carefully, and Nathaniel shrugged, because he honestly did not know.

‘Maybe… I don’t know… The strange thing is… I can’t remember working on my art project, like, longer than a week ago. Everything is blurry.’

‘Well, you’ve been working too hard,’ his best friend grinned.

Nathaniel wasn’t so sure, because his memory had always been quite good, and the events that happened longer than a week ago… there just seemed to be a big hazy hole in them.

‘You should really find a writer to partner up with, you know,’ Alix then said. ‘It’s a weak point of yours. Find someone who can help you!’

There it was again. The strange gut feeling. That something was terribly, terribly wrong. But Nathaniel didn’t know. He didn’t remember. His heart felt… so empty.

‘Yeah, that’s a good idea, I should do that,’ he forced a smile, because he knew Alix meant well. She always did.

His friend grinned back and entered the café first, walking to the bar to order. Nathaniel was about to follow her but-

Shivers ran down his spine and he quickly turned his head around, only to see a figure wearing a red hoodie disappear behind a building.

Am I… going crazy…?

‘Something wrong, Nate?’

He looked up, and Alix was staring at him from a distance, her eyes worried.

He shook his head, and entered the café.

They ordered the usual, and warmed their hands against the paper cups as they walked back.

‘Hey, Nate, look over there!’

Nathaniel followed Alix’s reached out finger with his gaze and there-

A rainbow-

The sun had broken through the grey clouds, but persistent as the November rain was, the drops hadn’t ceased yet.

And during the fight between light and water, they had created the most beautiful rainbow Nathaniel had ever seen.

A-

A rain-

Rainbow-

He couldn’t see anymore.

His vision completely white.

And then-

Flashes-

A red hoodie-

A rainbow V-neck shirt-

Deep, green eyes-

Cast downwards slightly whenever shy-

Lighting up whenever doing something he loved-

Working together-

Drawing, writing-

The perfect art, the perfect comic-

He-

Pink blushes on his cheeks-

Soft lips-

On his-

Nathaniel gasped.

The cup of coffee had slipped through his fingers, creating a dark warm puddle just in front of his feet.

Marc

Oh, god, Marc.

‘Nate…? What… Are you… alright?’ Alix moved her hand, almost on his shoulder, but he was already gone, running back to wherever he thought he’d remember seeing that figure wearing the red hoodie.

What the hell-

What the hell happened?!

A thousand of thoughts swam through the ocean of his mind, but the only clear ones he could grasp were screaming at him to find him.

Now-

Because nothing else mattered more than that.

He didn’t notice running so fast until he stopped and his throat burned, and he felt warm tears roll down his cheeks.

He breathed-

‘MARC! WHERE ARE YOU!?’

It didn’t take even a second.

‘Here.’

Nathaniel turned around and there-

There he was-

He looked so small, so fragile, so lost-

Nathaniel didn’t remember moving, but suddenly he was in front of him, wrapping his arms around him and pulling his body against his tightly.

And he cried.

***

A few hours later, Ladybug and Cat Noir had successfully defeated the “Eraser”, an akuma that had been active for at least a weak, stealing memories from the whole world  about specific people, including the two superheroes, and Marc.

Luckily, the human counterparts of Ladybug and Cat Noir had still protected their miraculouses, out of pure instinct, even if they didn’t remember being superheroes.

Still, it had been Hawk Moth’s most dangerous akuma so far.

So Ladybug went to personally thank Nathaniel.

Apparently, by remembering Marc, he had broken the entire spell of the Eraser.

Later, Marc asked him how Nathaniel had remembered.

Nathaniel squeezed his hand a little, while scratching his head awkwardly with the other. Then he stared at the horizon, and nodded.

‘Well, you can see it right there…’

Marc looked.

An enchanting rainbow was coloring the sky, even more beautiful than the one that had helped Nathaniel remember.

Or maybe that was just because his most important person was right beside him as he watched.

[lostinthemazecalledmyhead]

Requested by @jerseymikaelson

I’m sorry it took so long, but life has been crazy and I’m struggling with my writersblock.

Summary: You’re Rebekah’s adoptive sister and die in her arms.

Heart big enough for you

They always say life is short. You’d never imagine to experience that yourself. Being only a young teen you thought you’d have your whole life ahead of you. Like it’s supposed to be. Every story has an end. Yours just came way too early. Being a human, living with vampires in a deadly world, well things can get kind of ironic. People would suppose, like you’d also supposed, that you’d get killed by something supernatural. But here you are, stuck to a bed, waiting until the cancer finally kills you. By your side is your sister, well not biological, but still your sister, Rebekah. With her love she saved your life, like you did with her. Now, no love can cure you and save your life. The only thing it may do now is soothe the pain. “Are you comfortable?” Rebekah asks, again wanting to rearrange your pillows. “I’m fine.” You say gently pushing her hands away. You’re tired. Too tired. Your eyes fall shut, but you can still hear Rebekah move through the room and feel the bed sink lower next to you as she lies down. “Talk to me.” You say with effort. Even talking is hard. It amazes you that you’re still alive. Your body is slowly, but surely shutting down. “Remember how we met?” Rebekah asks. Your lips curl as you think of the first time you saw Rebekah. “You really shouldn’t listen to them.” You say sitting down across from the blonde, blue-eyed girl. You sat across the room and watched as they talked to her. Whatever they said upset her because as they left tears rolled down her cheeks. Knowing how it is to feel sad you wanted to make her feel better, so you approached her. “Whatever they said, it’s probably not even true.” You continue while she quickly wipes the tears away. “I’m Y/N.” “Rebekah.” She introduces herself. “I’m sorry, I’m a mess.” “You don’t need to apologize.” You ensure her. “I know what it’s like, being hurt.” This seems to really catch Rebekah’s interest. “You can have my milkshake.” Gently you shove the milkshake in her direction. “You were the only person that was actually kind to me.” Rebekah says after retelling the first time you met. To her you had been the one thing she wanted all her life, a true fried who cares. To her, you were a gift from god. “I don’t know what I’m going to do without you, Y/N.” “You’ll still have your brothers.” You tell her, but you know it’s still different. “Nik loves you, but just doesn’t know how to show it.” “I know.” Rebekah says not wanting to make this all about her. Though she does feel like again she loses something good. “I love you.” “Are we going to get all soft now?” You joke, then whisper softly. “I love you too.” After that everything goes black as you fall asleep. “You are useless!” You quickly duck as the remote flies at your head. “I never should have taken you in.” Your foster mother snarls disgusted by you. Feeling tears well up in your eyes you run out the front door. You keep running until you bump into someone. It’s the girl from the diner, Rebekah. She grabs you by the arm and pulls you in. Without speaking she tightly wraps her arms around you, giving you a feeling of safety. Something that has been rare in your life. You sob into her shoulder while she comforting strokes your hair. “What happened?” Rebekah asks when you have calmed down a little. You tell her everything. How you moved from family to family, never staying long enough to get attached. Though there never really was something to get attached to. Most homes were horrible. “You can stay with me.” The girl says to your surprise. “But won’t your parents mind?” You ask her insecure. Rebekah laughs. “I don’t have any parents. I just live with my siblings.”

A strange painful feeling in your throat makes you cough so bad you wake up. You roll on your side to cough easier. Blood stains the white pillow underneath your head. It feels as if there is something stuck in your throat and you’re trying to get it out, but it’s stuck. Rebekah storms into the room and hurries over to the bed you are in. “I’m fine.” You mumble in between coughs, but the sound of your hoarse voice is so faint it is easily to be carried away by the breeze caused by the door opening. Someone walks in, but the dark spots prevent your from seeing who it is. Rebekah pulls you in her arms as your coughing fades away. At this point you feel so weak and just want to go to sleep so bad. But there is this feeling deep down inside you that keeps you awake. The feeling that you might not wake up again if you go to sleep right now. The end has been creeping up on you for a while now, but everyday you think it is not going to be today. “Rebekah.” Your voice is cracking up. Her hand intertwines with yours. “It’s okay.” She says in a shushing way. “It’s all going to be okay.” Her comforting voice carries you away and you close your eyes. Rebekah’s tears fall down upon your cheek. “She’s gone.” Rebekah announces before bursting out in tears. Confused you look down on your body in Rebekah’s arms. It takes a few seconds before you realize you’re dead. A bright light appears on the far end of the room and you protect your eyes with your hand. The light dies down a bit and you look at the glowing wall of white energy. A peaceful feeling washes over you and you start walking in the direction of the hereafter. Before going onto your next adventure you take a look over your shoulder at Rebekah. It hurts seeing her crying this way, feeling so much pain. “I love you.” Rebekah cries. “I love you too.” You whisper and stepping into the light.

[dg-writes-devanshi]

CRYING IS THE BEST CURE! But, what if you could cry no longer?? Breath in and out, and just shout and rant, It is okay to be not okay for once, Let's just throw what you feel inside out and let's empty that mess inside! When was the last time you cried? I'll wait for your answer in comment section . . . Mom dad, I'm too weak to confront you, to face you and to read my heart out! Its being too hard inside It seems like the volcano within has erupted, My head is getting heavy and veins are about to Burst, my heart is shouting and those killing knife seeming nerves Back then, I used to cry, no matter how pity the thing used to be frozen tears beneath my eyes are burning, But no condensation could be seen It's time for me to take a long break Sorry for being a coward My dreams are getting too heavier to crush my reality My fantasies are becoming over bearing I can't live in such fantasy lacking reality I'm sorry to hurt you, I wanted to pay you guys back for everything you did for me, but this me is a weak me!! I don't wanna be meek, but I wish I could cry again! I wish to be able to evaporate that pain!  #amwriting#lovewriting#poems#poemsporn#poet#poetry#quotes#word#wordgasm#wordporn#words#write#writer#writers#writersblock#writersnetwork#writersofinstagram#writing#writingblitz#writinglife#writingparty#writingsprint#writings

[infja]

Look how quickly They change the sides. When it comes to me, They feel like dying. All I want is to live, All I want is to be free. But, they feel it is best, To bury me while I still breathe. I am best if I serve meals and tea, But worst if I sign any decree. The vision of Quaid had me in it, This strugle is vain if I ain’t in it. You beat me up and pin me down, You think it makes you lift the crown. Why cannot I just stand with you? Why should I sit and never argue? This tongue of mine has words to say, This heart of mine has daggers anyways. My cries and tears you always ignore, And if I shout you bring them more. These redness in my eyes can tell How much I bear even more than I can. My books are costing you your pride, His luxuries never bring down your pride. ♀️ #mmwrites #writerscommunity #writersblock #instagram #quotations #qotd #blacknwhite #penandpaper #writersofinsta #writersofpakistan #writing #poetry #poetsofinstagram #words #poetryfam #instafam #globalpoetry #Iwrite #mywritings #solitude #potd #words #spreadlove #wordsofwisdom #tothink #thoughtprocess #bookstgram #books #internationalwomensday https://www.instagram.com/p/B9dlSTCFKux/?igshid=33bg4fo8p7di

[wildthingsandmore]

"Suicide isn't the only way you can lose someone to depression."⠀

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Okay. I cried. And I smiled too. But I really did cry. A lot of moments were crafted so beautifully that it felt like it was happening right in front of me. I could relate to Darius on so many different levels, and it felt like the book was speaking to me. Telling me that it was alright, you are enough, it's okay to not be okay.❤️⠀

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Darius is a half Persian, living in America. He takes a trip with his family to Iran to see his grandparents and the rest of the family, as his Grandfather's health deteriorates. It's the first time that he is going to Iran, and once there, he meets Sohrab, with whom he strikes a special bond. ⠀

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The beautiful friendship between Darius and Sohrab was amazing to watch as it unfolded. And throughout the book, I felt like I was there travelling through the streets of Iran, drinking tea and eating Persian delicacies. My google search is bursting with all things Persian. And the book made me so hungry, that I started watching recipes on making different Persian dishes.🍀⠀

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And that's exactly how a good book should be. This is a must read. I would highly recommend it!✨⠀ Book from @tbb_box

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QOTD: Did you pick up a book yet?⠀ ⠀

#wildthings #positivevibe #feelingalive #selfhealing #mentalhealth #selfacceptance #selfdiscovery #MentalHealthAwareness #positive #livethelittlethings #selflove #motivation #writersofinstagram #fear #phobia #writerscommunity #writersofig #writersblock #instawriters #spilledink #selflove #selfcare #write #read #bookstagrammer #writing #books #writingcommunity

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[lioninthestars]

{Caption Piece} . . We sat together Cried a million tears Been through so much So many trying years But the time has come This story’s run it course It’s time for peace Instead of all these wars You look deep within These pain filled eyes I try to stay strong When I just want to cry You utter the words Tell me you don’t want to leave This can’t be the end Please don’t let this be But all sad stories Come to a close And this is our farewell toast So I say goodbye One last time With one last kiss With one last cry @lion.in.the.stars . . Photo by Me 🦁✨ . . #soulmate #heartbreakquotes #heartbrokenquotes #quotestoremember #alchemy #higherconsciousness #streetstyle #streetphotography #urbanphotography #blackandwhitephotography #blackandwhite #travelphotography #photooftheday #bnw_shot #bnw_europe #londonphotography #igpoets #poetrycommunity #poets #micropoetry #writersblock #writerscorner #relationshipquotes (at Parliament Square) https://www.instagram.com/p/B1JbJelly6h/?igshid=myh4r52fdppn

[thecreatureoftheshadows]

Eid update (this is a rant): I’m just so EXHAUSTED! From 8am to 1pm, I was just on my feet, going around doing errands, cooking, cleaning etc & I’m just dead now. Also what’s the deal with these dishes, like I cooked something so basic & I had 12 million dishes to wash & this dishwashing never ends, utensils just keep popping up at every corner of my kitchen. It’s so frustrating. But yea other than that, surprisingly, despite the fact that in the past 4 years, this is the first Eid I’ve spent all by myself, it’s also the happiest Eid in comparison to all of them. Every single Eid in the past 3 years, I’ve always cried about being away from from home etc, but Alhamdulillah, this year it was different. I’m finally okay with being by myself. I guess that’s a good thing. 🥀 • • • • • • • #poetsglobe #silverleafpoetry #writersociety #poetry #poems #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #instapoetry #writersofinstagram #writersnetwork #writerscommunity #writing #instawriters #poemxheaven #wordhue #writerstag #thoughtfvl #quotes #poetrysociety #writersblock #bleedingsoulpoetry #womenwhowrite #untwineme #globalagepoetry #poeticsoul #herheartpoetry #communityofpoetry #globalpoetcult #herwordisgold #poetrytribe (at Caption) https://www.instagram.com/p/BySv7r_lWy4/?igshid=3j0vvoo36yta

[e-antoinette-reading]

I’ve been reading since before I knew how to read. I’ve been carrying a journal and writing since middle school. I have two degrees in English Lit. Im part of a Literature Honor Society. I’m a copywriter & blogger by trade. I’ve never finished a personal project & never read this Bible of a guide until just a few days ago.. and I cried. I cried at a writing manual. I’m somehow simultaneously inspired to kick ass at the process of producing a complete novel & absolutely convinced and discouraged that my words are utter garbage. Bravo, Stephen King, bravo. 📚 . . . . #bibliophile #writing #amwriting #writersblock #bookblogger #wip #stephenking #onwriting https://www.instagram.com/p/BvSdzb2A-ra/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1xurr2qnxsewv

[badabaaaam]

Tag Meme

<b>rules</b> - Copy this post into a new text post, remove my answers and put in your own. When you are done tag up to 10 people and also tag the person that tagged you.....most importantly, have fun! Tagged by the lovely @surrounded-by-idiots <3 <b>a/age</b> - 15. <b>b/biggest fear</b> - Zombies, heights, time aaand being worthless. <b>c/current time</b> - 8:02pm. <b>d/drink you had last</b> - Uhm... water I guess. <b>e/every day starts with</b> - Shawn & Alessia. <b>g/ghosts are real?</b> - Define "real". <b>h/hometown</b> - Salta (Argentina). <b>i/in love with</b> - Shawn Mendes (& music), JK Rowling's books, music itself, animals, photography and colors. Yup, that's it. <b>j/jealous of<b/> - Confident people. <b>k/killed someone</b>?- No... not yet. <b>l/last time you cried</b> - I think it was six hours ago... not sure tho. <b>m/middle name</b> - Eloísa. <b>n/number of siblings</b> - 2. <b>o/one wish</b> - Confidence. <b>p/person you last called/texted</b> - My mom. <b>r/reason to smile</b> - You can find a reason to smile on EVERYTHING if you want to. <b>s/song last sang</b> - God, rn I'm singing Here by Alessia Cara. <b>u/underwear colour</b> - Umm.. grey. <b>v/vacation destination</b> - I just wanna be home. <b>w/worst habit</b> - I need to always make a sound, like tap the table, knock my fingers on a wall, or crash the pencil in the desk continuously while I'm singing the rhythm in my head. I'm really annoying. <b>x/xrays you’ve had> - Teeth. @shawnstilinski @proudpukwudgie @dreamshxde @wordsandshawn @fantasticnewtimagines @wordsformendes @ugh-writersblock @thediaryofmendes @gentlemanmendes @kittykat101ary I love you all and you are such amazing and inspiring writers. Don't stop please. (I'm sorry the bold writing won't be)