I Hate Finishing Books After Getting So Emotionally Invested In Characters Because They Feel Like Real

the absolute fucking height of comedy is scientists and scholars getting into fights over incredibly niche subjects. the idea of nerds in labcoats and suits getting close to blows over something that only like 20 people care about is so funny. 

“Beatrice, look at this!” Ava holds up a hat for her to inspect. It’s a hat, navy blue, with the words ‘Women want me, fish fear me’ sewn neatly across the front of it. Beatrice bites back the smile that threatens to spread across her face.

“That certainly fits you,” she says, because it does.

“Look, I found one for you, too,” Ava says, digging around in a pile of similar-looking hats. She pulls another one out, this one a dark red color and slightly more raggedy than the first, and Beatrice squints to read the worn text sewn across the top.

‘Cooler than you,’ it reads, with a cartoonish printing of a pair of sunglasses directly underneath. The smile tugs at her mouth again and this time Beatrice isn’t able to smother it completely. Ava looks entirely too pleased about that.

Beatrice says, charmed against her will, “I’m not too sure that’s my style.”

/ /

OR:

The Ensemble RoadTrip AU

oh to stroll through the old part of the city center wearing a long coat with a cup of coffee and a small volume of beat poetry looking for a bookstore to lose yourself in or a cozy corner to sit and write or just aimlessly admiring the architecture and making mysterious disappearances around street corners ,,, i miss it

dark academia / autumn

• lighting a scented candle & reading curled up in an armchair

• browsing the bookshelves at your favourite library while the rain is knocking on the windows

• making a hearty butternut squash soup & baking an apple pie for dessert

• drinking vanilla tea while being wrapped up in a cozy blanket

• reading russian classics as the fresh autumn air is blowing in from the open window

• taking a long walk after it has rained, smelling the air rich in oxygen, watching the leaves in autumn colours fall & listening to them crunching at each step

• having a warm hot chocolate & leaving a stain of your burgundy lipstick on the edge of the cup

• wearing your favourite turtlenecks & oversized sweaters under a long wool coat

• visiting a museum with your secret lover, holding hands and enjoying the art in the silence of the old galleries

• sitting in a small café, drinking warm coffee & looking outside at the pouring rain, pulling the sleeves of your knit to protect your palms from the hot cup

• listening to dark, romantic classical music as you sit in front of the fireplace, watching the flames dance & crackle

• writing letters & poetry onto thick, cream paper, black ink staining your fingertips as you feverishly try to find the right words & expressions

• taking a bite of bitter yet sweet dark chocolate & a sip of high tannin red wine as you read plays aloud with friends, cooped up inside while it is storming

Patroclus: hey, can you do me a favour?

Achilles: I would literally die for you but go on

being in love as an academic

gentle kisses before lectures as they walk you to the hall

slow dancing to mozart, vibing to hozier, & dancing wildly to mother mother

sitting in their lap as you both finish work

zoom calls instead of studying

handwritten letters snuck under dorm doors & pressed flowers hidden in books

imagining their soft smiles as you power through a dull lecture

comparing annotations in literature & workings in mathematics

gently holding them when it gets too much, pressing a kiss to their temple & reminding them of the joy you’ll have after graduation

nicknames after niche & unknown scientists, mathematicians & authors

James: Why do you love me though, Lils?

Lily: You know I married you for your money and status, right?

James:

Remus: Yeah, Lily and I saw two pureblood idiots on our first day of school.

Lily: and we were like, "This is convenient."

Remus: and the plan worked.

James and Sirius:

Lily and Remus: *high fives*

hello! I’ve spent way too long curating spotify playlists instead of studying for exams so I figured I’d at least share them:

an unnecessarily pretentious and dramatic dark academia playlist

you’re making breakfast with the love of your life on a beautiful sunday morning and everything is finally okay

evil sexy villain making evil sexy plans

really pissed-off punk playlist to overthrow the government to

sitting in your room and reliving your angsty emo phase

it’s the middle of summer and you’re laying outside on the lawn and staring up at the sky, no thoughts, no responsibility

getting horribly reminiscent and sad about the fact that you will never be nine years old again

i don’t know how better to describe this than just ‘Dad Music’

another dark academia playlist, but this one’s less pretentious and more fun

it’s raining at 1am and everything just feels sad and horrible

sea shanties to shake ur ass to

a playlist for hopeless romantics creating daydream scenarios in their heads

feel free to rb this and add your own!!

death poets society / bts, spring day