Morningstar

witch; true neutral; ravenclaw; lesbian aunt

[charlotteagerillustration]

Drawing from the Grand Budapest

[dark-sappho]

The stars around the fair moon fade

Against the night,

When gazing full she fills the glade

And spreads the seas with silvery light

- Sappho (b. 620 B.C.)

[fourthepigram]

He of living entity; pushed me to the ground, my lip covered blood—from the mouth of my wound.

[firefox-official]

i get really bored in museums but you have to admit there’s something incredibly homosexual about looking at the same painting as the stranger next to you

[firefox-official]

the two of us, silently staring at a bowl of plums? that’s homoerotic right there

[anotherhadeskid]

also dark academia:

secretly reading novels, other books under your desk while a teacher is teaching

studying another subject under the desk while a teacher is already teaching in class

[scentedcandlesandoldpages]

true!!!

[draculasswife-deactivated202212]

The Deluge - Gustave Doré (1832 - 1883).

[cruelerintentions-deactivated20]

Persephone & Hades

Dark Academia!AU

[geniuss-loci-deactivated2021052]

[sappylittlebitch]

How To Taste Divinity

Light candles and sit with them in the dark. You are light upon light.

Wear silk and lace and fall into bed

Wear whatever makes you feel connected and at ease

Talk to the stars, read them poetry, tell them how much you’ll miss them in the morning.

Make tea with some milk and honey and breathe in the steam curling up to your face

Take a bath and sink so the water is up to your neck. Feel the air struggle to slowly fill your lungs and come back up, breathe deeply (you don’t need fancy bath bombs/salts/flowers but if you have them then great)

Feel your heartbeat at the pulse points: wrist and neck. Then press your hand against your chest and feel your heart beating again and again.

Imagine the blood rush with each pump and acknowledge that it’s not in your control and that’s ok. Someone’s looking out for you.

Make eye contact often. Even if it’s for a split second.

Talk to a plant, give it water, nature is always there for you, waiting.

Try to feel moonlight. Bathe in it and feel it’s power to wash over you.

Reach out to graze rays of sunlight with your fingertips and slowly sink your body into sunshine as it seeps into your bones and reminds you of your own warmth

Drive down an empty highway with the windows down and imagine you’re the music being whisked away on the wind

Let yourself feel the love you have for everyone in the world. Drown in it. When you feel alone remember this abundance and know it’s reciprocated by someone somewhere. <3

[die-rosastrasse]

[soyoumusik]

“Go into the arts. I’m not kidding. The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable. Practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven’s sake. Sing in the shower. Dance to the radio. Tell stories. Write a poem to a friend, even a lousy poem. Do it as well as you possibly can. You will get an enormous reward. You will have created something.”

— Kurt Vonnegut (via lazypacific)

[dizzyallaround]

tenderness

[mulhollandrives]

[macaulaytwins]

I’ve never felt more seen in a work of literature

[exitwound]

when whitman said “i contradict myself. i am large… i contain multitudes” and wilde said “what are you? to define is to limit” and sumney said “i insist upon my right to be multiple”

[of-foolish-and-wise]

IN THIS HOUSE WE celebrate black women sculptors because Dark Academia has a slight Michelangelo fetish and sometimes it’s good to mix things up. 
Left to Right: Meta Vaux Warrick Fuller & Elizabeth Catlett, Selma Burke & Simone Leigh, Edmonia Lewis & Augusta Savage

[heavenlycreatures]

on soulmates

f. scott fitzgerald / friedrich nietzsche / florence and the machine / andrea dworkin / kiersten white / euripides / audre lorde / phillip pullmann / bob hicok