Mostly 3am shitposts, my lover (coffee), random rants and my own wrtiter's tears
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Another playlist for all those searching for some calm music, or something aesthetic to chill, read, write, paint, or be amazing to.
To see into the soul of another, you must first see into your own.
Myself, Sighlas-Rhodes
The classic - Darling
Classy gay
Immediately shows off you have trauma
Perfect when paired with a chuckle, sigh or smirk
Ex: Oh, darling, your intelligent thoughts really are non-existant.
The lover - Pretty boy
Teasing
Perfect for rivals to lovers
Can be said sarcastically, with a smirk, or after getting punched in the face.
Ex: Why don’t you come over here and make me, pretty boy?
The gentle one; do not trust - My dear
Endearing
Kinda sweet; if you didn’t have a blade pressed to your throat
Always acompanied by a little smile, a brush of lips that you know you will never kiss or kind eyes narrowed instead
Ex: Trust me... I may gift you flowers, but I will have you beheaded at the drop of a hat, my dear.
The broken - Sweetheart
Melancholic
Often said when being told a sad tale of the villain’s fallen kindom or during and angry break-down
Best used when tears are still on either person’s cheeks, during a good-bye/farewell, paired with a sad smile or a tear-filled glare
Ex: Trust me, sweetheart, I have seen things, know things, lost things that you could never understand.
I don't believe that intelligence can be accurately quantified, but I do have an IQ of 187, an eidetic memory, and can read 20,000 words per minute. Yes, I'm a genius.
Dr.Spencer Reid; Criminal Minds, season 1 episode 1 - extreme aggressor
Two boys, danger lurking on the alleyways, a mysterious sickness that continues to spread, and a shit ton of trauma. Cole, my main character, is mute as a result of his trauma, and is befriended by Sigmund Vasily, a boy who simply cannot shut up. Cole is on the run from the blashemi unum, but can he solve the mystery of the illness before he is caught, before his loved ones perish?
Two university students, six letters, one cold-case, and time that is running out.Vincent and Christopher have been bestfriends since highschool, and are now roommates who plan on becoming forensic psychologists (Vince) and forensic photographers (Chris)During a nostalgic trip, they uncover a cold case and are promised possitions in their chosen fileds if they are capable enough to solve it; but when the supposed dead murderer begins another line of crime, it’s a race against the clock before they too become victims.
My personal favourite playlist; I did not make it, I found it on youtube. https://youtu.be/jhX-2wYCjxI
Shall I sit calmly and read in the candlelight, or shall I commit arson instead? No one shall ever know, for I shall never be caught.
Photo from pinterest.
Because I support y’all and just really like swords-
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[Scorpio sun] - [Libra moon] - [Scorpio rising]
[He/him | FTM] - [INTJ] - [Slytherin] - [Autumn] - [Workaholic]
[Writing two books] - [Writes fanfic on the side] - [drinks too much coffee because of it]
My favourite books:
The blackthorn key series by Kevin Sands
Sherlock Holmes series by Sir.Arthur Conan Doyle
Harry Potter Series (f-ck you J.K.Rowling)
Educated by Tara Westover
The hidden witch by Chandelle LaVaun
Serpent & Dove by Shelby Mahurin
Favourite shows/movies:
The Good Doctor
Sherlock
Criminal Minds
The Big Bang Theory - Young Sheldon
The Imitation game
Supernatural
Ghost Adventures
My blog will mostly be shit posts, information about my characters and books, book recommendations, playlists, and the occasional dark academia mood board. This is a safe space for everyone, unless you disrespect someone’s existence, then you are certainly not welcome.
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1. Make myself some coffee 2. Sit down at my desk to write 3. Look for music 4. Make a new playlist 5. Make a pinterest board for that playlist 6. Oh look it’s 3 am and my coffee’s cold. 7. Cry about not being productive 8. Repeat. :)
I’m a hopeless wh-re of a boy but at least I have coffee.
I am confused, I am caffeinated and preppared to make bad descisions.