Being In The Middle Of Your Book With Your Candle Burning And A Cup Of Coffee That’s Gone Slightly

types of dark academia

classic academia: beige trench coats, wool sweaters. plaid skirts. think femme fatale, but educated. sobbing in bed late at night over the secret history or dead poets society. tea with milk and sugar. subsequent tea stains.

darkest academia: running through the rain, dimly lit by streetlights. brown tweed jackets, dress shoes. cold fingers and colder gazes. french-pressed black coffee, piping hot. dark, candlelit rooms with ancient wood floors/walls. 

light academia: white cable-knit sweaters, sparkly eyes and foggy glasses. going to art museums and falling in love with every portrait, every sculpture. caressing the petals of a rose, hearing the crinkle of leaves underfoot.

witchy academia: burning candles while reading or doing homework. black turtlenecks, velvet skirts. walking through the forest in autumn. passing a graveyard and feeling a greyish presence. waiting anxiously for samhain.

romantic academia: writing flowery poetry about someone you’ll never speak to (guilty oops). a cozy alizarin sweater, pleated skirts. slow dancing around your room to the beatles. curling up with warm, pallid cups of tea and a book.

scholarly academia: impeccable notes in class. leather bound bags crammed with textbooks and pens. lots of coffee with scones, and even more late nights. a wide vocabulary (that people constantly comment on). lives in the library.

theatre academia: shakespeare, all the time - quoting, reading, praying for a school production of a midsummer nights dream. or the crucible. memorizing lines in the wings. taking on your character’s traits, even outside the theater.

I am a simple girl, I look at rain and go absolutely feral.

Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Elizabeth Holland (early November 1865)

KINGS

aut viam inveniam aut faciam

–"I shall either find a way or make one"

someone: aren’t you supposed to be asleep?

me: i’m supposed to be many things but I live to disappoint

Ravenclaw Headcanon

It can take a Ravenclaw weeks, even months, to unpack their stuff. Many of the students end up living out of their luggage in the dorms because they can’t be bothered to hang up their robes. 

ravenclaw things

for ravenclaw pride day and cause it’s my house <3

- idealistic

- super creative

- questions everything

- asks “but WHY” a lot

- says “WHY NOT” a lot

- super curious

- general hipstering™

- drinks black coffee

- don’t stereotype me

- writes random thoughts down so they don’t forget them, has notebooks full

- puns, puns, puns

- horrible wordplay

- clever sayings, quotes, one liners

- subtle innuendo, double entendre

- half of camera roll is memes

- lots of super obscure/confusing inside jokes

- epic paradoxes

- puzzles, riddles, enigmas

- has notebooks full of song lyrics because they were just so good and so you that you had to write them down

- having random doodles in the borders of your notebooks

- having the most idiotic and stupid and also the deepest and most profound thoughts, usually one after the other

- writing therapeutic letters that never get sent

- binge reads books series, forgets to eat/drink/sleep

- the high of not being able to put a good book down

- just one more chapter

- staying up until 3 am to finish the book

- the smell of libraries and old books

- running your finger down the book binding

- keeps small tokens as memorabilia

- having two pairs of glasses because one pair is always missing

- lost is a strong word, i just misplaced it

- cracks themselves up but no one else gets their sense of humor

- reads/interprets facial expressions/body language really well

- overthinks everything

- much overthinking

- had/has imaginary friends

- dissects fictional characters

- falls in love with fictional characters

- “too much” imagination

- not quick tempered but a force of nature when provoked

- knows what to say in an argument to infuriate the other person, and says it

- conspiracy theories

- being different for the sake of being different

- stands out from the crowd

- keeps everyone else’s secrets, doesn’t tell their own

- feels both highs and lows deeply, doesn’t admit it

- sensitive but not outwardly emotional

- finds meaning in the tiniest things

- starlight

- moonlight

- walks outside at midnight

- reflections in smooth lakes

- plays out conversations in head a million times

- forehead kisses

- gentle hair stroking

- relationships built on deep respect and earned trust

- doesn’t care what anyone thinks except a very select few

- chooses close friends carefully

- some things have to be just exactly right, everything else is whatever

- a big, fluffy blanket cocoon

- funny/elaborate/antiquated/ridiculous insults

- flannel

- combat boots

- either they look like alternative fashion icons or hobos, there is no in between

- the worst procrastinators

- will debate you

- agree to disagree

- high towers

- spiral staircases

- diy projects

- rain drops streaming down smooth glass windows

- hides deep emotions from most people

- reads between the lines

- scared of falling in love

- being stubborn, not changing for others

- will steal your food

- fangirls way too hard

- sour candy

- the best comeback three hours too late

- fascinated by everything that could’ve been

- fascinated by psychology sociology

- all of the ologies

- eureka moments

- afraid of forgetting

- refers to everyone (including themselves) as “human”

- talks to themselves a lot

- loves black and white movies

- packing a week in advance, or five minutes in advance

- leaning in to hear a lowered voice

- forgetting what day/month/year it is

- asking what if

- seeing the unseen

- noticing the unnoticed

- not getting trouble because no one believes you did it

- fierce competitiveness

- being the first one to try something new

today’s date is the 3rd? what’s next, the 4th? the 5th? the minor fall, the major lift? 

Do you ever just have a breakdown over the fact that there are too many books to read, too many movies to see, too many poems to memorize, too many plays to watch, too many artworks to stare at and that you will never be able to consume all of it or is that just me