“Maybe Home Is Nothing But Two Arms Holding You Tight When You’re At Your Worst.”

If you let lesser people determine your self-worth, you’ll never reach higher than their limited imagination.

-Ana Huang(Twisted Love)

How to revive your braincells post-enduring HORRIBLE wattpadish stuff (will not call them books)

In need of therapy after reading something sooo stupid,messed up,brought-me-to-tears-when-there-was-no-angst shit???? Do you spend your precious time sincerely wondering what's wrong with the people singing praises to a messed up piece of writing (which they call LITERATURE!!??)

You aren't alone btw!Never cared about goodreads or booktok (hate myself for reading their suggested stuff).So recently I realized that go to goodread reviews and select 1 star filter and BOOM!You'll find such hilarious reviews that you'll wish for them to start writing a book!😂😂😂😂(Currently laughing like a maniac in my room)Yesss to Relatabilitly!!!!😂😂

I guess almost everyone already knew that but it was actually therapeutic for me!!!😂

Nico: What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.

Christian: What doesn't kill me makes me really cocky about facing the next thing that tries.

Ronan: What didn't kill me gave me unhealthy coping mechanisms and a dark sense of humor.

You can love a character and still admit when they’re wrong. I love Christian Allister, but I acknowledge his flaws (none he’s perfect) and can hold him accountable for his wrongdoings (he’s never done anything wrong in his life) & call him out on his actions (which are always right).

“Maybe home is nothing but two arms holding you tight when you’re at your worst.”

— Yara Bashraheel

“When the world says “give up”, hope whispers.. Try it one more time.”

— Unknown

body language descriptions please?

(eg: she cocked her head)

thank you 💗💗💗

Body Language Descriptions

-> feel free to edit and adjust pronouns as you see fit.

Anxiety/Nervousness

She fidgeted with the hem of her shirt, her fingers tugging nervously at the fabric as she struggled to find the right words.

They bit their lower lip.

He looked away, unable to meet her gaze, a clear indication of his guilt.

She absentmindedly rubbed her neck.

He chewed his nails, a nervous habit that he couldn't seem to quit.

They rubbed their hands together nervously.

He tightened his jaw.

She felt beads of sweat forming on her brow, betraying her calm facade as her heart raced.

Frustration/Impatience

Their fists clenched at their sides.

He tapped his fingers rhythmically against the table, a clear sign of impatience as he waited for her to finish.

He rolled his eyes, the gesture full of exasperation as he dismissed her words.

She let out a heavy sigh, the sound heavy with resignation as she faced the inevitable.

He threw his hands up in defeat.

Curiosity

He leaned forward in his chair, eager to hear more, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

She raised an eyebrow, her expression skeptical as she questioned his intentions.

She tilted her head slightly.

He watched intently, his eyes wide with wonder as he took in every detail of her story.

Confidence/Assertiveness

He stood tall with his shoulders back, projecting confidence even in the face of uncertainty.

They sat on the edge of their seat.

She gestured wildly, her hands moving animatedly as she tried to express her excitement.

He stood with his hands on his hips, exuding an air of authority and control over the situation.

They held their chin up high, projecting self-assurance even in the face of adversity.

Defensiveness/Resignation

He crossed his arms over his chest, a defensive posture that spoke volumes about his discomfort.

He braced himself against the wall, a protective stance.

She folded her hands in her lap, a sign of restraint as she fought the urge to speak.

They shrank back slightly, their shoulders hunching as if trying to make themselves smaller in the face of criticism.

He held his breath momentarily, steeling himself for the inevitable conflict he sensed was coming.

She covered her face with her hands, overwhelmed by the situation as she tried to block out the world.

Thoughtfulness/Concentration

She furrowed her brow in concentration, her mind clearly racing as she tried to solve the problem at hand.

She nodded slowly, processing the information, her expression thoughtful and contemplative.

He stared blankly into space, lost in thought as he processed what had just been revealed.

He drummed his fingers on the table, the rhythmic sound a sign of his deep contemplation.

She tapped her foot lightly, her mind racing.

Eagerness/Excitement

He paced back and forth, his restless energy manifesting in the constant movement as he considered his options.

She bent forward, her elbows resting on her knees, a sign of intimacy and engagement in the conversation.

She swayed slightly from side to side, a subconscious display of her nervous energy as she waited for the verdict.

He bounced on his toes, his excitement palpable.

She jumped up and down, a spontaneous display of her joy that couldn’t be contained.

Bad Ginny😂

Ginny: Firewhisky for me and butterbeer for him, please

Harry: Ginny, you keep forgetting that i'm older than you.

Harry: i can order butterbeer by myself.

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↳ taehyung comment: I'll do a dance one more time next year