Dark Academia is a complex aesthetic... Let's all think of as many sub genres of DA as we can. A lot come to mind, right? In this post I've tried to narrow some down. Hope you enjoy :) (& perhaps you might find the sub genre of DA that best suits you) ~ THE 1940s ACADEMIC~ These folks don't necessarily have a passion for ancient history or the classics… instead, they spend their time researching The Great War as thoroughly as possible. They wear brick red lipstick no matter the occasion. If you look around their home, you may find a collection of portable typewriters, or perhaps an envelope filled with old photographs of their parents or forgotton acquaintances. Their go-to wardrobe colour is either a rich brown or an army green. Cigars are their best friends, just like their idol, the newly elected prime minister, Winston Churchill. ~THE GOTHIC POET~ This person has as many candles as they do hairs on their head. True to their name, they spend hours writing elaborate lines of poetry, usually not bothering to change out of their lacy night gown, with ruffled cuffs and puffy sleeves. They are confident, flamboyant, & a sucker for Pre-Raphelite paintings. While their friend, «1940s Academic» happily taps their foot along to The Andrews Sisters, they prefer to stare at themselves dramatically in their looking glass, blasting Mozart until their stained glass windows begin to tremble. ~THE GENTLE FLORIST~ (Light Academia) A typical «Gentle Florist» will wake on rainy spring mornings & peacefully pour themselves a steaming cup of mint tea. They spend their evenings with a light read, accompanied by their cat & the warm glow of their vintage floor lamp. If they are religious, they like to help out with charity events at their place of worship. If they are not, they happily volunteer wherever they are needed on weekends. They like to have lunch with their friend «Gothic Poet» although their re-enactments of Romeo & Juliet can get tiresome after a while. Their wardrobe colours are dark greens, browns, tans & creamy whites. ~THE MAD WRITER~ (Chaotic Academia) A strong black coffee always helps to wake this academic up in the morning. They stumble out of bed late after an intense night of scribbling out ideas for plots and characters. They seem to fixate on the prospect of murder, which their secret lover, «Gentle Florist», finds slightly suspicious. Their room is littered with paper. Is that a receipt or an important writer's note lying beside the antique camera? We might just never know. They hate most people, especially crying babies on the train. They are brutally cold & sarcastic, but people can't stop falling for them. Their wardrobe colours are black, blood red, cold white & the occasional navy blue. ~THE VICTORIAN EXPLORER~ (Rachel Maksy has a great Victorian Treehouse vidéo which is a perfect example of this aesthetic) Picture a vast room, its surfaces clad with antique brass artefacts. Things like old gramophones, flashlights, clocks, globes & magnifying glasses. There are maps pinned on every wall, & old atlases in foreign languages amongst yellowed illustrations of the English coastlines. Now picture the person who inhabits this room. They love old hats & sunglasses. Perhaps they have tan lines on their arms from when they were out searching for islands in Micronesia. People say this person & «Mad Writer » had a mysterious past, but neither of them ever mention it. Their favourite wardrobe piece is their trademark, a pair of antique boots, perfect for exploring various types of terrain. ~THE INQUISITIVE MYCOLOGIST~ (Cottagecore X Dark Academia) This academic is obsessed with nature, but prefers to live in urban areas. They draw illustrations in the margins of their schoolbooks/ work notes of mushrooms & leaves & will often spend hours in the local library with their potential love interest, « Victorian Explorer », poring over mycology textbooks. Their favourite wardrobe item is of course their dark brown oxfords, with the laces replaced with red ribbons.
Being really passionate about something isn’t “cringy” or “stupid” or “immature” or “embarrassing” or “ridiculous” or anything else along those lines. Passion is beautiful and it’s brave and no matter what some mean people might imply, caring a lot is never worthy of ridicule or judgment. Don’t ever let sad people with sad lives who are holding themselves to sad standards of edgy nihilism, “maturity” and aloofness get in the way of you doing your thing and enjoying your life!
I always see these awesome fanarts and then when I draw it’s like:
Can’t you recognize him?
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Kimetsu no Yaiba
One more young fighter. May God bless these beautiful souls
Today's sightseeing adventure 🍂
Jang Uk feels absolute horror when he realises that not only is his mere existence the source of the original torment & suffering of the only woman he’s ever loved and gladly died for,but also that she died for the second time because of him. That the answer to the question Yeong wanted so desperately ask before she ran wild has been him all along.
First his birth had destroyed her life and took away her family and innocence because he was the King’s Star and later she died like a beast because he possessed the ice stone and fell in love with her, making him realise his love has truly become a poison to her.
Jang Uk has known Yeong led a bleak, desolate and tragic life and now he finds out he unwittingly caused it, scarring her forever, so the knowledge wrecks him and kills him inside out all over again, even more than her sword ever could. He wishes he never came back from the dead. In a cruel twist of fate, he turns out to be the source of pain and sorrow to the only woman he only ever wanted to make happy and protect.
The news about his real father shock Uk, anger him and sadden him but it is the realisation of inadvertently destroying his lover’s life and being the reason for Yeong’s brutal death which causes him excruciating agony and anguish and drive him mad.
Even the tears in his eyes during the parentage reveal belong to her as well, he silently weeps for her lost life and brutal death. It reveals that no matter how much he cares about his parentage, he loves Yeong more than anything, more than his pride, himself and life itself.
Ever since finding out the truth about his unwitting role in Yeong’s misery and torment, Jang Uk has been living with a constant guilt, his life a neverending agony, but he never stops loving her, the memory of her being the only thing which has kept him going for so long.
I’m a social vampire u gotta invite me into ur conversation or I cannot enter
So you're telling me for decades people from all walks of life made fun of teenage girls for being stans, from the Beatles to BTS, and made teenage girls out to be these wild out of pocket intense fans of Cute Boys, all for turning red to come out and people to act like they have never heard of of a girl being into anything in their entire life???
I think the best part of the Power Rangers movie was that the magic rock things that turned them into superheroes got rid of all their injuries, like Jason’s bad leg was instantly fixed. But Billy was still autistic after he became a superhero, which means there wasn’t anything wrong to fix and I think that’s such an important message. Power Rangers: doing shit right.