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"So was your wish worth it?" the demon asked. "One use of love at first sight, in exchange for your soul?"
She cocked her head, peering into his black eyes. "I had a happy life."
"Well, that's over now." He beckoned her forward, towards the darkness.
She passed him, barely able to conceal her smirk. Actually, her happy life was just beginning. She'd never used her wish. She would though, on the king of hell himself.
- Lynn
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tag yourself: weather
Sun-Shower: head held high, so deeply yourself, quick to smile, always offers to help out even when they’re bogged down as it is, wrinkled noses, coolest hair, playful teasing, big goals, float-y flow-y skirts, doing things your own way, brightly and decisively moves ever forward.
Thunder: booming laugh, best intentions, eye-rolling jokes, you always tells your friends you love them (they already know but love that you say it), hard worker, dark blue nail polish chipped at the tips, honest to a fault, you don’t realize you’re stressed until it’s Too Much, not-so-secret romantic, forehead kisses and sweet smelling perfume.
Mist: introspective (and existential), wry smiles and sarcastic jokes, soft blankets wrapped around shoulders, warm spiced tea, black cats, wants to be seen and understood but isn’t always willing to be vulnerable, biting your lip, cares so much it’s nearly unbearable, most beautiful smile, can always make people laugh, you are loved more than you know.
Clouds On The Mountains: artfully independent, self-critical, soul-searching (but still warm) eyes, you give the best (most needed) hugs, always smells good, comfy sweaters, won’t let yourself fall apart until you’re ready to pick yourself back up, softly and gracefully crossing dangerous terrain.
Snowstorm: spontaneous, always running late, happy-go-lucky, gives whoever you’re listening to your full attention (no matter who they are), outlandish (but useful) ideas, oddly gentle smirks, doesn’t often feel truly connected to people—despite making others feel so heard.
Zephyr: softest laugh but so genuine, brown Chelsea boots, kisses on the cheek, playful despite being a bit reserved, a lil stubborn but you’re a good listener, red pea coats and gray accents, the smell of the ocean, hopeful and determined.
I want to emphasize, dark academia has never meant exclusion to me. math major? that's still da. I will never tolerate hate of any kind (racism, sexism, homophobia, transphobia, etc) and any attitudes along those lines are not DA, they are not cute and quirky, they're hate.
DA is an aesthetic that can fit any lifestyle or interest. I like old books and candles, not hatred. It makes me sad to see people feel like they have to leave the community because of bigoted ideals.
That was never okay, never will be, and you will never see that from my blog.
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““I hate to say this but,” he spoke as he placed his cup of coffee on the table, “I am a complex person.” “Complex like apartment complex?” He laughed at her quirky reply. “Yes,” he said, “I am like a huge apartment with many doors and walls. You will end up getting lost and finding the exit is almost impossible.” She began to smile as she looked at him, “Well, who says that I want to find the exit?””
— Lukas W. // Forgotten Words #247 // Complex (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)
children of color deserve better
Everyone of any color
as i was saying, children of color deserve better
I’m reblogging this every time I see it.
AND COUNTING.
no shame in doing the same thing over and over if it makes you happy! go and read that book again, listen to that song for the 10000th time, watch that movie over and over. it’s your life babey!
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Honestly though.
Your heart hammered in your chest as you listened to the ominous cracking beneath you, desperately hoping that you managed to get to safety before it gave way. You had known it was a risk when you had seen the frightened child out there, but still you hadn’t even paused for a moment before racing out and carefully inching your way towards them. Luckily with the use of your scarf, you were able to get the child to safety, even as your own weight slowly started to put you in exactly the same perilous position.
Swallowing thickly, you carefully laid down and spread your limbs out, hoping to increase your surface area and lessen the strain on the ice. Instantly the cracking sounds lessened in number, and you began the painstakingly slow process of inching your way to safety, your mind focused on the task at hand.
The child had long since reached the shore and raced back home entirely unharmed, much to your relief, but it did mean that you were completely alone now as you slowly struggled your way back to surer ground. Dread filled you as you listened to a few particularly deep sounding cracks, but strangely enough your focus wasn’t entirely on that sound anymore.
The sudden sensation of being watched, was somehow so much more chilling than the ice you laid upon.
Something was wrong about that gaze….very very wrong.
