daggers&crowns

she/her | INTJ | gemini rising | sagittarius sun | dark royalty core | books and more books | chaotic academia

[threeamserif]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮

-- 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺, 𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘭𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘵

[threeamserif]

-- Dagon, H.P. Lovecraft

[stavroulaschreave]

I present you the kanej anthem

I tapped on your window on your darkest night

The shape of you was jagged and weak

There was nowhere for me to stay, but I stayed anyway

And if I would've known how many pieces you had crumbled into

I might have let them lay

Are you really gonna talk about timin’ in times like these?

And let all your damage, damage me

And carry your baggage up my street

And make me your future history, it's time

You've come a long way, open the blinds, let me see your face

You wouldn’t be the first renegade, to need somebody

Is it insensitive for me to say "Get your shit together so I can love you?"

Is it really your anxiety that stops you from givin' me everything?

Or do you just not want to?

I tapped on your window on your darkest night

The shape of you was jagged and weak

There was nowhere for me to stay, but I stayed anyway

You’ve come a long way, open the blinds, let me see your face

You fire off missiles 'cause you hate yourself

And do you know you're demolishin' me?

And then you squeeze my hand as I'm about to leave

Or do you just not want to?

[venomfortears]

the sun glares at me and makes me bleed in exhaustion yet i need it to live. the moon calms me and lulls me in peace but goes away so swiftly. is this an atrocity or just another way of nature saying beautiful things don’t last long?

[dustyheartmug]

thinking about the casual intimacy of showing someone you love an unfinished work of art, the underlying message saying, i trust you with my unpolished heart

[chaotic-bi-bliophile-deactivate]

once again why did we let masquerade balls and handwritten letters and heart lockets and daggers strapped to thighs go out of fashion

[uriahraex]

the smell of the wind, rain, and earth all at once is so overwhelmingly calm and gives me so much serotonin it’s unimaginable

[dark-academia-in-russia]

[dark-academia-in-russia]

[thewildetyme]

“Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.”

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Manon, Ballerina.

[venomfortears]

Someday I wish to find a rival, an enemy, to look into my eyes. I want to see at first the flames of hatred that burn their dark irises. I want to see how they hate me, why they hate me. We revel in each other's flaws and remind each other how pathetic we are. We hold daggers to the neck, and guns to the head. We push one another in the face of death, just to pull them back. Then, I want us to know the ugly scars. Then, I want us to see the little good we have left in our damaged souls. I want our hearts to beat rhythmically and steadily as the ice around it melts. The flames never die, but their purpose changes. I want our skins to touch, only to sent jolts of electricity instead of a dose of disgust. I want our pasts to unravel and render us shameless, but safe with the other. I want a soft word spoken in a harsh voice with only tiny remnants of the past hatred. The wounds might never heal but the pain will. I need the desire to hold them tight as the world burns around. I need them to caress my lips with their own as everything dissolves into nothingness. I want to feel the hold of their cold hands in my own. I want to hear my heart beating for the same person who had once tried to stop it.  I want them to look at me wholely even when they have seen me incomplete. I want a love that consumes all of us and the entire world we swore to save. 

I want a love that is forbidden, a romance that is dark. 

[venomfortears]

okay, so I just wanted to question some maladaptive daydreamers

Supposedly you enter a dream, one of your absolutely cherished ones, and then you spent a good few minutes or even hours there, do you sometimes realize that you have to leave soon? I mean does some occurance or some object or something tells you it’s time to go? Because this happened to me recently and my heart shattered into pieces. In fact, when I entered reality again, I realized I had been crying. I’ve been daydreaming unhealthily for over two years now but this was a first, and I don’t know if that’s supposed to happen.

[forevernoon-deactivated20181218]

[awonderingliz]

Bach’s Cello Suite No. 1 in G, Prélude

[venomfortears]

i mean wow

[paradoxspaceheater]

trigonometry is the devil’s math. what do you need to know the value of sin for?

[make-me-ur-aphrodite]

kaz brekker should not be allowed to talk. people should just figure out how to read his mind because he's the most poetic bastard in his head, but the moment he opens his mouth a child starts crying, someone's life is destroyed, and somewhere something explodes

[venomfortears]

i totally agree

[ftgloss]

[venomfortears]

I want a dark castle and silks on my body, with my hands on the forbidden books of the witches. I want a crown decorating my head with the darkest jewels and a waltz with my mortal enemy. I want us to fall in love and battle with our own emotions, trying to pry away from each other’s hold. I want dark halls watching me as I contemplate how I miss his touch. I want the heavy chandeliers to see how we finally give in and embrace the love we have fought for, the love we have sought for. I want to rebel and I want to do it when the times were more relying on daggers and arrows. I want to fight for my crown. for my love, for my throne.

 I’m sorry, but is all this too much to ask for?