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I will never ever ever get tired of flowers
moodboard: writer
“what are you gonna do, cry about it?”
me: um… yes
On Being a Witch
Person: But, you might go to hell!
Me: Oh, honey, I've already been.
crying session at my house tonight at 8 pull up
era aesthetics *!
BOLD all that apply!
MEDIEVAL. tired eyes. coffee stains on the table. listening to the bustle of the city. unmade beds. loose ponytails. sunlight seeping through the curtains. chapped lips. walking barefoot across the floorboards. dusty dictionaries. black and white reruns. huge sweaters. the ticking of the clock. hearing birds in the morning. fireplaces. falling asleep during class.
RENAISSANCE. freckles. the sun rising. watching the sea. taking shots of the city. historical museums. bright eyes. looking up at the clouds. walls covered in artworks. drawing in the middle of lessons. tracing your fingers on the sand. painting for hours. staying in uncrowded coffee-shops. worn paperbacks. messy braids. going to bed with your socks on.
BAROQUE. dark hair. a little sophisticated. always observing the world around you. intricate designs. high ceilings. extravagant musical pieces. dim lights. colourless photographs. fancy furniture. pale skin. hearing soft footfalls coming from outside the room. mischievous looks. bitten nails. candlelight dinners. dark shades of lipstick.
CLASSICAL.chandeliers. the clinking of a teacup. laced clothing. modern architecture. light hair. watching the view from the terrace. hidden birthmarks. drinking tea in the morning. wandering about in an empty building. botanical gardens. old films. ancient marble sculptures.expensive perfume. breakfasts in bed. reading about mythology.
ROMANTIC. compassion. short writings on scraps of paper. blushed cheeks. a bouquet of roses. reading collections of poetry late at night. loose hair. carpeted floors. attending operas. faint music playing in the background. staying under the covers until midday. the night sky. streetlights. picking flowers. dancing around in silk dresses. scented candles.
u cant trust people who step on flowers
𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 / 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.
𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠.
❛ You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast. ❜
❛ You are going to break your promise. ❜
❛ I understand. ❜
❛ And I hold my hands over the ears of my heart, so that I will not hate you. ❜
❛ Oh, I will be cruel to you. ❜
❛ It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be. ❜
❛ But you understand, don’t you? ❜
❛ I am a demanding creature. ❜
❛ I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable. ❜
❛ For you alone I will be weak. ❜
❛ I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. ❜
❛ In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold. ❜
❛ I have looked for your face in the patterns of the ice. ❜
❛ I moved the earth and the water for you. ❜
❛ Because my magic is as strong as an arm. ❜
❛ Magic does that. It wastes you away. ❜
❛ Magic does that. It wastes you away. Once it grips you by the ear, the real world gets quieter and quieter, until you can hardly hear it at all. ❜
❛ You will always run away with her. ❜
❛ You will always lose her. ❜
❛ You will always be a fool. ❜
❛ War is not for winning. ❜
❛ But her heart was so cold that she could hold ice in her mouth and it would never melt. ❜
❛ You look like a winter night. ❜
❛ But if you must be clever, then be clever. ❜
❛ Be brave. ❜
❛ Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight. ❜
❛ She is so stubborn, her heart has an argument with her head every time it wants to beat. ❜
❛ How I adore you. ❜
❛ Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me. ❜
❛ Oh, quit that. ❜
❛ In his own country, death can be kind. ❜
❛ Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing. ❜
❛ Someone ought to write a novel about me. ❜
❛ I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived. ❜
❛ What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists? ❜
❛ After love, no one is what they were before. ❜
❛ In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you. ❜
❛ No one is now what they were before the war. There’s just no getting any of it back. ❜
❛ How long your hair has grown. You could strangle a man in it. ❜
❛ I have survived, but I have not been spared. ❜
❛ After all, when all else is gone, you may still have bitterness in abundance. ❜
❛ I’ve a devil of a habit for being right. ❜
❛ Everyone is a criminal! ❜
❛ Naturally, then, humans fall into three categories: the criminal, the not-yet-criminal, and the not-yet-caught. ❜
❛ Forests have secrets. ❜
❛ We are better at this than you are. ❜
❛ We can hold two terrible ideas at once in our hearts. ❜
❛ It’s not so bad, my darling. ❜
❛ I look at you and it is like my throat being cut. ❜
❛ Do you think I am a fool? ❜
❛ Did you never think, even once, that I loved lipstick and rouge for more than their color alone? ❜
❛ I still want to kiss you. ❜
❛ I hate it here. ❜
❛ He’ll burn you down like wax if you let him. ❜
❛ Did I not come to you on my knees with a kingdom in my hand? ❜
❛ I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too. ❜
❛ My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it. ❜
❛ Nothing ever truly dies. ❜
greek gods and goddesses !
daisy got - hecate.
hecate was variously associated with crossroads, entrance-ways, light, magic, witchcraft, knowledge of herbs and poisonous plants, ghosts, necromancy, and sorcery. she is wise and powerful, and is often associated with the home and household and blessing.
♀ and ✉ -- dorcas, # and @ -- frank(:
send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.
[imessage → failed to send] dorcas: i understand the compulsion to stand with your friends, love, but people like us weren’t made for war.[imessage → failed to send] dorcas: please don’t get involved!
send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.
[imessage → sent] dorcas: i see so much of myself in you. it makes me so happy and sad all at once.[imessage → sent] dorcas: i can’t wait to see what you become…
send “#” for a RANDOM text.
[imessage → sent] frank: so i was chatting to this herbologist the other day and we got to talking about snarfalump plants…[imessage → sent] frank: do you remember when you nearly got lost in ones tentacles? [imessage → sent] frank: because i would happily remind you - i remember it vividly.[imessage → sent] frank: basically we’re overdue for tea and catching up. let me know when you’re free!
send “@” for a SCARED text.
[imessage → sent] frank: frank i did something…[imessage → sent] frank: or saw something - it doesn’t matter![imessage → sent] frank: i just know i’m in trouble and i don’t think i can talk my way out of it this time.[imessage → sent] frank: i’m so scared, frank. they said they’re going to make sure i can’t tell anyone what i know![imessage → sent] frank: what do i do?![imessage → sent] frank: please help me please!
types of people
2am - city lights from a high rise, dusty book piles, tired eyes, writing stories, indie concerts, procrastination, denim jackets, classic movies, writing in a diary, impulse shopping, plants on the window ledge
5am - evening drives, dark circles under eyes, neon lights, vivid dreams, broken handwriting, 90s music, leather jackets, tousled hair, late night phone calls, silver necklaces, flannel around their waist
10am - soft blankets, lover of routine, acoustic songs, good grades, bullet journals, pastels and plants, sweet coffee, freshly baked bread, cat washi tape, cozy apartment, long winter coats over turtle neck jumpers, tote bags
1pm - yellow socks, doodles, doc martens, strawberries in the garden, sunflower daydreams, pictures of clouds and best friends, a handful of flowers, peach slices, paint smears on clothes
5pm - gold sunlight, peach ice tea, whispered secrets, swimming in the lake, roses on the wall, french pastries, learning foreign words, soft voices, bike rides and summer picnics, wax stamped envelopes
7pm - dreamy sunsets, evening laughter, cursive handwriting, glossy makeup, soft lighting, photo booths, cherry ice cream, sparkling ocean waves, vintage mirrors, sweet tangerines on a balcony, flowers in a bath
11pm - scented candles, unwanted nostalgia, existential questions, sadness without reason, sitting in the dark and watching the stars, associating songs with past lovers, soft heart, oversized jumpers
✉ / $
send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.
[imessage → failed to send] mun: you’re bloody terrifying when you want to be, but merlin i can only imagine the stories you have.[imessage → failed to send] mun: i’m so curious, but entirely too afraid to ask.[imessage → failed to send] mun: which is why i will never actually send you any of this. ugh.
send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.
[imessage → sent] mun: i have never been more terrified to or attracted to someone in my life. this cannot be normal…[imessage → sent] mun: er, yeah. that wasn’t meant for you…[imessage → sent] mun: feel free to disregard, please and thanks!
☎, ♀
send “☎” for a RUSHED text.
[imessage → sent] barty: quick q![imessage → sent] barty: were u and e rosier mates?[imessage → sent] barty: asking 4 a friend.
send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.
[imessage → sent] barty: bartemius, please.[imessage → sent] barty: i don’t know what happened to you, but you don’t have to hurt anyone. we can just forget all about all of this. i swear i won’t tell anyone![imessage → sent] barty: barty i’m begging you! i can’t lose anyone else that i love. i will give you anything to just…forget all of this. just this once. please.
@ $
send “@” for a SCARED text.
[imessage → sent] alecto: no i swear i haven’t breathed a word to anyone.[imessage → sent] alecto: alecto please i promise i’m not lying. i know better than to lie to you.[imessage → sent] alecto: just please tell me what i can do to prove i’m telling the truth.
send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.
[imessage → sent] alecto: i mean i still have flashbacks of the things she did to me at hogwarts.[imessage → sent] alecto: uhhhhh, definitely wasn’t meant for you. [imessage → sent] alecto: please disregard. and maybe delete this number if you’re feeling particularly kind. 🙃