/lit/ - Literature

>>15880051
I will not coom today

>>11157022

>>10201319
>Thdeady...

>>9559063
delet this

>>9457070
I could become a satanist at this rate.

>>9434785

>MFW you realise Harry Potter is an allegory.

>When Diomedes gets a massive STR buff

>>8994866

>>8917232
>She lowered her head to his chest in carnal exhaustion and lay there, her breasts kissing the barrel of his chest, her back bent to the arc of an oyster shell. Sorweel stared, held motionless by the shock of his dwindling ardour. Shame. Elation. Terror.
>Knowledge that he could not move without alerting them robbed him of the ability to breathe. He stood stupefied as she turned to him and smiled.
>He ducked in abject panic and shame.
>"Who are we," she called out in a drowsy laugh, "for you to abuse yourself so?"
>He fumbled to fasten his breeches, then stood, knowing that the shadow of his lust could still be plainly seen. But it was almost as if their shamelessness demanded he be brazen in return. She climbed from her slack-limbed brother, stood in the dappled sunlight, entirely naked, and at one with the wilderness for it.
>How? How could she do this to me?
>Tears burned in his eyes. Did he love her? Was that it? Was the son of Harweel such an errant fool?
>She stood utterly exposed before him, her limbs lithe, her hips narrow, her pale skin flushed for the violence of her passion. Sunlight drew the shadow of her breasts across her white ribs, made golden filaments of her sex.
>"Well?" she asked, smiling.
>Indifferent, Moënghus began dressing at his leisure behind her.
>"But—!" Sorweel heard himself cry like a fool.
>Her look was at once demure and arrogant. Moënghus glanced darkly over a muscled shoulder.
>"You're brother and sister!" he blurted. "What you... you did... is a... is a..."
>He could only stand and stare at them incredulously.
>"Who are you to judge us?" she cried laughing. "We are the fruit of a far, far taller tree, Horse-King."

>be me
>want to read book
>ask /lit/ for some book ideas
>get a good idea
>go to a book website to buy book
>get excited cause it's a cool cover and something i really wanted to read.
>great price too!
>wait...wait..wait...wait 2 weeks...
>it's here, bueno.jpg
>have this funny feeling inside, something is wrong...
>get home, go into room, close door *lock*
>"oh boy oh boy"
>rip packaging off, slowly take book out
>FUCKING WRONG COVER
>email customer service
>"uhh hey, yeah i know it's just a cover but here is a screen shot of what i thought i was going to get, and it was one of the reasons i bought the book, can i get a refund or at least the one i wanted?"
>wait a day
>"hey anon, unfortunately our company doesn't communicate well with our factory where we sort the books, the photos you see online are just random stock photos, *in bold* we do not guarantee that the book you see online is the one you will get, if you wish to return we charge a $2 dollar re-stocking fee."

wtf /lit/ it's like going to a thrift book store, it's not for sure they are going to have the book you want, and online you can't get the book you want....i just want to read with a cool cover...

>>8148297
>tfw practically did that last year with a I wrote about Space Astronettes
wew

>>7939480

>>5597815
T-thanks, I have a gf

"I-infinite Jest by David F-Feetster Wallace - I m-mean Foster!"

>>5543640
>her

>"Oh yes we can!" Shirley said, in her silly high voice, and grabbed Violet's arm. Foreman Flacutono quickly grabbed her other arm, and the eldest Baudelaire found herself trapped.
>"Klaus!" Violet cried, struggling in the grips of Shirley and Foreman Flacutono. "Do something!"
>"Your brother can't do anything!" Shirley said, giggling in a most annoying way. "He's just been unhypnotized—he's too dazed to do anything. Foreman Flacutono, let's both pull! We can make Violet's armpits sore that way!"
>Shirley was right about Violet's sore armpits,

Anything by lovecraft.

>The shadow out of time.