Da Vinci (1503)

17.03.21, wednesday, 12:26

got a new pen that I will now guard with my life

dark academia but it’s online school

- waking up early in the morning to watch the sunrise, even though you don’t actually need to

- staying up late to read or paint because you don’t have to get up early

- handwriting assignments that should be typed and submitted digitally

- having a coffee cup with you, rather than a thermos because you don’t have to take it anywhere

- still getting ready and dressed so that you can feel focused on your work in the mornings

- emailing your teachers to see if they have any extra reading related to the topic

- turning in all of the assignments for the week earlier than the rest of your class because you wanted to finish them early

- not doing any assignments for the week because you were too interesting in researching about different planets or the deep sea

If this essay doesn’t kill me, nothing will. I’m currently grappling with the concept of connecting Du Bois’ concept of double consciousness with post-structuralism. I don’t know whether I’m being very clever or very stupid. (x)

Slytherclaw Book Recommendations

because I’m basic. But also because I keep getting Sytherin and then Ravenclaw and then Slytherin on house quizzes. If Slytherin and Ravenclaw were a venn diagram, I would want whatever falls in the sliver where the two circles overlap. Books that are a beautiful mix of ambition aided by unprecedented wit, calculated cunning abetted by strange wisdom. So here goes. (Also, goes without saying, but fuck J.K. Rowling)

The Ballad Of Songbirds and Snakes: Suzanne Collins- prequel to the Hunger Games the protagonist of which is Snow. A lot of people hate this book and I think thats really invalid. It is the PERFECT slytherclaw book. It examines power, control and authority, and the route of wit, charm and intelligence that the mind can take to get to those ideals. Just an overall great work on the nature of the State, fascism, nationalism, dissent and its cost, brutality and human nature.

Macbeth: William Shakespeare- it is Shakespeare’s shortest play, so its a breeze to read but also is just so clever in the way it is written! I don’t need to point that out about Shakespeare but my god if the writing and structure and meter isn’t something to make a ravenclaw absolutely lose their minds over it. For the consideration of your more slytherin side, it has a hot lady villain. No but seriously, Lady Macbeth is such a fierce character not to mention, the whole play is fuelled by her ambition for power through her husband. So try it.

Silence of the Lambs: Thomas Harris. Yes this is that cannibal novel on which that cannibal movie was based and that other homoerotic show with the really handsome dudes. Anyways, its about two people who are intrigued with each other’s psyches but are also trying to outsmart each other. I enjoyed the book more than the movie actually.

If We Were Villains by M.L Rio: Dark Academia tumblr ate this shit up. Its a bunch of friends in an elite arts college/Shakespeare conservatory thing. It has Shakespeare and murder. The things that we really do love here on tumblr dot come. Its just really beautifully written and over time I’ve come to appreciate it more than The Secret History so.

The Queen’s Thief Series: Megan Whalen Turner: this book series has possibily the most slytherclaw protagonist I have ever witnessed in literature. Saying anything about this book series is too much. It needs to be jumped into blind so allow me to give you a synopsis that justifies it being on this list and gives you an idea of what it is about. I can’t. Suffice it to say, its a series based around political intrigue, court politics, war. It is funny, witty and cunning. Amazing foreshadowing. Amazing worldbuilding. Morally grey characters making morally grey choices. Just………*chef’s kiss*. Pick it up on a whim it will not let you down.

That was that. Also, fuck J.K Rowling✌🏽✌🏽✌🏽

wdym you dont get emotionally attached to a random exoplanet you read about?

Trying to balance studying for exams and working and becoming the best version of myself 💗🤍

Does anyone else remember that sequence in tsh where hampden like bends over backwards to get richard financial aid and get him out to campus. What the fuck was that. What WORLD was he living in.

Fendi Fall 2021-2022

I started reading The Secret History because I fell into the trap that is dark academia (a very good trap indeed), but I had actually heard of the it before and only by seeing the cover of the book had I recalled one of the most poignant memories of my recent life.

Some moons ago, past midnight on a September evening, I was sitting on the floor in the bedroom of a boy I so greatly admired. He sat on the end of his bed with his head between his knees and a blanket wrapped around his shoulders. He was recovering from one too many drinks, as a few hours prior, my friend and I were helping him get home from a party and forcing him to drink water so he wouldn’t die from alcohol poisoning. She had already left, leaving the two of us alone, him sobering up. From his phone speakers, classical music played, and he spoke to me about songs I would like, as well as book recommendations. He then said something about the book he was reading at the time, and that I’d like it very much, but I couldn’t make out who the author nor the title from what he was saying as he had his head between his knees. Nor could I pay proper attention because although I don’t drink, I was in a drunken stupor of being alone in his presence.

It was some moments later that he shuffled over and made a gesture for me to sit next to him. And so I did, and he wrapped his blanket around the two of us and rested his head on my left shoulder. I don’t remember if either of us had said a word, but the music kept playing. Two pieces remain with me: Gymnopédie No. 1 by Erik Satie, and Song on the Beach by Arcade Fire. I almost cried because of how truly happy I felt.

Nothing more happened between us that night. He fell asleep on my shoulder, and I had to go home. But before leaving I noticed that the book he was talking about was on his nightstand. A book none other than The Secret History by Donna Tartt. “… [A] group of clever, eccentric misfits at an elite New England college discover a way of thinking and living that is a world away from the humdrum existence of their contemporaries … ”

He was right. I did enjoy the book. As for him and I, that’s another story that I won’t delve into. It’s one that pertains more to tragedy than comedy.