INTJ & INFJ đź ENTP & INFJ đ
Illustration of the 16 MBTI personalities ships ~
INFJs stuck in a love triangle ?đđ who would win ? Comment your fav couple ! đ
I literally shipped infj with everyone tbh , but those are the results you voted ! SO many ppl voted for entp as INFJs partners , they do make an entertaining combination but hear me out , infj deserve some peace of mind , so I personally prefer with intjđâ¨
I did my best to sketch the other one that were requested a lot too
dark academia, once again
an aesthetic that is inspired by old and classic literature/philosophy, as well as themes of existentialism and death. it revolves around a dark color scheme as the name implies, with hints of earthy tones as well, such as navy green, burgundy, cream, and brown/beige. this whole aesthetic is about looking like a wise-cracking, pretentious scholar, so you'd usually see one wearing plaid or suede dress pants, knitted turtlenecks, black belts, blazers, baggy overcoats, dress shoes/black heels, and pocket watches/gold vintage watches. you will occasionally find one lounging around in a used bookstore, reading old classics and writing poetry, or in a vintage coffee shop, ordering a black coffee or a green tea with no sugar.
Death and the Maiden by Ana Sanchez
OSCAR WILDE TO LORD ALFRED DOUGLAS
January 1893
Babbacombe Cliff
My own Boy,
Your sonnet is quite lovely, and it is a marvel that those rose-red lips of yours should have been made no less for the music of song than for the madness of kisses. Your slim gilt soul walks between passion and poetry. I know Hyacinthus, whom Apollo loved so madly, was you in Greek days.
Why are you alone in London, and when do you go to Salisbury? Do go there to cool your hands in the grey twilight of Gothic things, and come here whenever you like. It is a lovely place â it only lacks you; but go to Salisbury first.
Always, with undying love,
Yours,
Oscar
When all else fails, trust in the art that is always there for centuries witnessing the rise and fall of mankind. And here to witness you lift your chin to the aether once more.
ig: fourthepigram
I really like reading! I want to recover all mi MBTIâs books I donât know! Â :D
omg iâm crying i canât believe i found some valid information on what has been disturbing me for such a long time. i felt like i didnât belong to the language i speak and.. jeez here it is, iâm not alone
All I can think abt is that one quote that basically just describes that you canât be your true self in your native language bc thereâs too much emotional attachment, but that second languages allow speakers to be truly free with their words
Remain an enigma, talk less about yourself. In social situations, make it a game, even if you are a rather social person, to shroud yourself in mystery. If others show interest in you, answer vaguely. Disappear at specific times. Reveal little of your background. When you do speak, speak in riddles or quotes. That isnât to say you should never speak up in class or in debates, have opinions and remain socially active; however, keep people guessing a lot of the time, and, if youâre really into it, only speak when spoken to.
Wear vintage clothes, elegant accessories, monochrome colors. Emphasize sharp features with purely dark or light colors and jewel tones. I usually find nice vintage clothes at random thrift stores. Keep an open mind.
Listen to jazz and classical music. Listening to older, more tasteful music brings a spark of elegance to your life. I, personally, like to hear the used jazz vinyls crackle. There are multiple types of dark academia; to me, jazz demonstrates the erratic artist spirit of revolutionaries, while classical music possesses me with the sophisticated spirit of a Classicist who has preparing tea down to a science.
Light candles. Doing things such as writing, reading, and getting ready for bed by candlelight makes it seem thrice as elegant and academic⌠going to sleep so late never looked so enticing. On the other hand, you could wake up before dawn, light some candles, and study or read.Â
Stay ahead in school. Read your textbooks ahead of time, write essays about anything youâd like at all, just for practice. If youâre learning about something in science, devise experiments to illustrate the concepts to yourself and make them easy to remember. If youâre reading a book in English, read a handful of articles about the author beforehand to prepare, write down quotes from the book, make essay pitches, write to your heartâs content a critique of the book, an analysis of the book, of gender roles in the book. In history courses, find articles about the subject matter, annotate them, and write about them. If youâre taking a math class, devise applications of the concepts and solve problems of your own creation.
Go to libraries, museums, bookshops, and coffee shops. These are all really good places to sit in the corner and read for hours on end. Not only do you get Mysterious Points but you get an aesthetic environment and (hopefully) some peace in which to devour literature. I know that in the upcoming term, Iâm going to be in the library from opening time to closing time every day.
Make Ancient Roman or Greek food. To be honest, the food was of so much better quality than it often is today, so I would suggest looking into some ancient cuisine archives to look for some recipes for your dinner party. Not only is it most of the time much better than modern food, but itâs also much more elegant. Not to mention it is fun and enlightening to try recipes which are perhaps completely foreign to  you.
Have routines. Perhaps your life is erratic, but you can feel some semblance of order and elegance by creating rituals for, perhaps, everything. You might start the day off with a walk around the neighborhood or a nearby pond. I start my writing sessions by 1) playing jazz 2)opening my windows 3)reading Belief and Technique for Modern Prose 4)chugging a whole glass of water really fast 5) breathing violently. Feel free to make up really weird Winding Down routines, like, I donât know, closing all your windows, stripping down, and meditating for 20 minutes before you go to sleep. Literally anything. It doesnât even have to be useful, it just has to be strange.
Hang stuff up on your walls. Postcards, paintings, drawings, poetry, snippets from books, moodboards, your routines, lists (places you want to go, people you want to meet, things you want to do), playlists. Make it yourself and make it chaotic and, most importantly, make it aesthetic.
READ. Read anything and everything educational. Do it. Just, donât pick up your phone for 3 days because youâre reading, just ignore everything else. Good things to read would be: feminist literature, nonfiction, mystery novels, Rebecca by Daphne Du MaurierâŚ
Any quotes which make you shudder?
GLAD YOU ASKED:
âIâm sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine.â âRichard Siken from âLittle BeastââYou happened to me. You were as deep down as Iâve ever been. You were inside me like my pulse.ââMarilyn Hacker from âNearly a ValedictionââI donât want to be around you. I donât want to drink you in. I want to walk into the heart of you and never walk back out. ââNico Alvarado from âTim Riggins Speaks of WaterfallsââTake me to your trees. Take me to your breakfasts, your sunsets, your bad dreams, your shoes, your nouns. Take me to your fingers.ââMargaret Atwood from âThe Good BonesââWhen I donât touch you itâs a mistake in any life, in each place and forever.ââBob Hicok from âOther Lives and Dimensions and Finally a Love PoemââWhen I havenât been kissed in a long time, I create civil disturbances, then insult the cops who show up, till one of them grabs me by the collar and hurls me up against the squad car, so I can remember, at least for a moment, what itâs like to be touched.ââJeffrey McDaniel, âWhen a Man Hasnât Been KissedââKiss the mouth which tells you, here,here is the world. This mouth. This laughter. These temple bones.ââGalway Kinnell from âLittle Sleepâs Head Sprouting Hair in the MoonlightââI will love you forever; whatever happens. Until I die and after I die, and when I find my way out of the land of the dead, Iâll drift about forever, all my atoms, until I find you again.ââPhillip Pullman from âThe Amber SpyglassââI wanted to write âstayâ on your sides,surround your bed with oceans of salt.I hope he folds you into a fox, loves you like a splintered arrow, brandishes the kill of your lips. May the bouquet of your hips wither. May the wolves forget your name.ââJ. BradleyâI love you. If you hadnât existed I would have had to invent you.ââElaine Dundy from âThe Dud AvocadoââAnd Iâd choose you; in a hundred different lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, Iâd find you and Iâd choose you.ââKiersten WhiteâThe first time I asked you on a date, after you hung up, I held the air between our phones against my ear and whispered, âYou will fall in love with me. Then, just months later, you will fall out. I will pretend the entire time that I donât know itâs coming.âââMiles Walser âI will come back from the dead for you.ââRichard Siken from âYou Are JeffââDo you want it? Do you want anything I have? Will you throw me to the ground like you mean it, reach inside and wrestle it out with your bare hands? If you love me, Henry, you donât love me in a way I understand.ââRichard Siken from âWishboneââHere we are, at the place where I get to beg for it. Where I get to say âPlease,for just one night, will you lay down next to me? We can leave our clothes on,we can stay all buttoned up?â But we both know how it goesââ I say I want you inside me and you hold my head underwater. I say I want you inside me and you split me open with a knife.ââRichard Siken from âWishboneââEven when Iâm dead, Iâll swim through the Earth like a mermaid of the soil, just to be next to your bones.ââJeffrey McDaniel
Philip de LĂĄszlĂł - Portrait of Cecile Rankin, 1937 (detail), oil on canvas
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