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how about remus lupin comforting reader when he finds her crying in the hallway? Please and thankyou❤️ I love your writing

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Remus Lupin x Reader

Word Count: 713

Lupin had been teaching for a few weeks, he’d gotten to know the students, he was mindful of the ones who struggled more than others, he thought back to the things he would have liked in a teacher when he was a student and did his very best to find a balance between it all.

The castle hadn’t changed much, it never did, but the sound of sobbing always pulled at his heartstrings. When he was a student, it was mostly someone’s ex having just been dumped in the middle of the courtyard, or failing an exam needed to enter into their chosen profession, sometimes it was menial things that built up and suddenly it was too much; whatever it was that made the students cry, Lupin could tell what it was from the sound of the sobs.

This, however, was not the case with you. He rounded the corner slowly and saw you sitting in a darkened corridor, weeping into your hands, trying to hide the pain you were in. He couldn’t identify what was upsetting you, these were sobs he didn’t recognise and it worried him greatly.

Lupin sighed, he felt the sorrow. He didn’t say anything, he simply sat on the floor of the corridor next to you, stretched out his legs and waited for you to calm down a little.

Finally, after a few moments you did. You inhaled deeply and shakily and lifted your head. You knew someone had sat beside you, hoping it was one of your friends, but not expecting to see the worn brown shoes of Professor Lupin stretched out beside you. You sniffed and figured you weren’t as quiet as you thought you’d been.

Another few moments passed and you both were staring up at the sky through the window opposite. Silence coating the hallway, but it didn’t feel lonely anymore.

‘Thank you.’ You croaked and the first sign of life could be seen from the shabby professor next to you.

Lupin turned his head, a little startled that you had spoken, but with a gentle smile on his face.

‘Are you alright?’ He asked as delicately as he could.

‘No.’ You breathed and tried to resist sobbing even harder. You took a few deep breaths and focused on the sky again.

‘Would you like to talk about it?’ Lupin wanted to know why you had been crying, he wanted to identify the cause of the sorrow and sadness and banish it, but he would not force you.

You shook your head, not quite being able to speak without letting the floodgates go.

Lupin nodded, conceding that he might never know the answer to his question, but there was one thing he could do. He dived into the pocket of his long green cardigan and found what he was looking for immediately. He pulled put the packet containing the last few squares of chocolate, carefully opened it and gestured for you to take a piece.

You breathed a laugh as your Professor no longer resembled your teacher, but a comforting friend. You took the chocolate and placed it gently on your tongue, the warmth spreading from your chest outwards and clearing your mind a little more than before.

‘Feel better?’ He asked. You smiled and looked over at his genuinely kind face.

‘Yes,’ you whispered, your voice still not quite back to normal. ‘Thank you, Professor.’

‘I think Remus is more than appropriate here.’ Lupin sniggered, putting the nearly empty packet back into his worn cardigan. ‘I feel you might not be ready to go back to your friends just yet… I was thinking of making some tea, I always make too much. Maybe you could help me with that?’

You smiled a little more and agreed. Remus stood up quicker than you did, you’d been on the floor longer, but he still held out his calloused hands to help you up.

‘Come on, I know a shortcut.’ His eyebrows shot up in a playful sort of way and once again, you breathed a laugh.

Perhaps things weren’t so bleak after all. Perhaps this new side of Professor Remus Lupin was exactly what you needed to gain a new perspective on your current situation. Perhaps… there was more to Remus than you first thought…

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I am so buying a dvd of crisis of infinite earths part 3 just so i can replay razer and aya’s appearance over and over again

[luisafloresa]

No hace mucho me di cuenta de soy maldito egoísta, siempre quiero todo para sin darme cuenta que las demás personas también tienen sus necesidades, en esta vida he tenido dos grandes amores, con una creci, toque el cielo con solo verla a mi lado, estando ahí cuando ella lo pedía, luche por salir adelante no por ella sino por mi, por que tenía razón en cada una de sus palabras, por que sabía que todo lo que me ha dicho tiene razón, lo intente y falle, falle por qué soy un tonto y un estúpido, hoy se que sufre por alguien más y me enoja por que ella no debe hacerlo, el que fuera debía estar para ella siempre, y lo desperdicia, pero por otro lado me dio gusto por que se que era feliz por que había quien la hiciera reír, quien la cuidara, con quien salir, se dibujaba su felicidad, hoy no se mucho de ella pero, se que aun es la misma niña, que le gusta conocer, aprender, salir pasear, diría todo lo bueno de ella, lo que le gusta, lo que no le gusta, conozco cada rincón de ella y físicamente, sino mental y sentimentalmente. Ahora mi segundo gran amor, no fui yo quien lo perdió o quizás si no lo se, como dijo tayron Gonzalez(canserbero), pudiste ser tu, pude ser yo, pudo ser cualquier cosa incluso el aleteo de una mariposa, el hecho es que nos perdimos para siempre.

Me enamore si y perdí feo le llore, no lo niego, la extrañe sii, pero ella tenía que ser feliz, y no iba ser yo quien quitara esa sonrisa de su rostro, le prometí que haría todo por que fuera feliz y me aleje de ella, dicen que el amor es luchar por los que se ama, y no siempre es así, aprender a que amar es ver feliz a la persona así no sea contigo, aveces uno tiene que soltar, por el bien de la otra persona, uno tiene que abrir heridas, para no lastimar a quien amas o te importa, lo aprendes a la mala, se que este donde esté o este con quien este será feliz. Siempre admire eso de ella su valentía y su cobardía, valiente por que nunca le importo el que dirán o lo que la gente piense de ella, siempre hizo lo que quería, su cobardía por que era idéntica a mi, temía que alguien le dañara, que alguien jugará con ella, pero siempre se esforzó. Ahora si me preguntan es cogerias a alguna de ellas?, mi respuesta es no, no podría escogerlas, cada una es única en su especie, si alguna vez las compare pero es imposible, es como debatir quien es mejor messi o ronaldo, cada una tiene su plus, y admirarla a cada una de ellas en las mujeres que son día tras día, es magnífico, daría lo que fuera por tenerlas y agradecerles por que sin ellas sería un imbecil más del montón, por que aprendí a amar, a ser leal, a ser quien soy, y nunca bajar la cabeza, a las dos las ame y las amo, una lo sabe la otra lo intuía, pero nunca lo oyó, a una ya sabrá de mi, la otra mujer adoro saber de ella de vez en cuando, aunque aún surgan celos, pero adorarte cada platica de ella.

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