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unknocs · 4 years
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some of my dream dark academia looks
A button-down cuffed to the elbows, loose black tie threaded through the collar. A tweed blazer thrown over the forearm and a well-worn novel tucked into the elbow. Ink-smudged fingers and sleepless eyes.
A rumpled white dress shirt. The top few buttons unbuttoned to reveal a golden locket, burnished by habitual rubbing. Wistful looks out the window.
Clean and put together. A black cotton sweater, the white collar of a shirt folded out over the neck. Pegged pants and oxfords. Hair pulled into a low bun. The sleeves of a smoky gray trench coat conceal the frantically scribbled words that cover the backs of your hands and wrists.  
Black sweater, sleeves pushed to the elbows. Messy hair twisted into a bun and held up with a pencil used as a makeshift hair stick. Mumbling Shakespeare into a steaming mug of coffee.
A white flower behind the ear. Hours spent poring over a book, lounging on a divan by the window as rain pours outside. A button-up of rosy, ghostly silk and soft gray pants. Bare feet propped up on the arm of the divan.
Hair and face damp with rain, a coat with the collar upturned against the weather. Pulling a dry book from the inside of the coat with a sigh of relief.
A cherished blazer; secondhand, ratty, and patched at the elbows.
A dark swing coat hanging off of the shoulders like a cape. A cotton turtleneck and laced ankle boots. Hair pulled back from the face by a crown of braids, a few strands loose about the face.
A creamy cotton turtleneck that peeks from underneath a black button-down, both tucked into tweed pants. A leather belt and matching dress shoes. A beaten copy of Hamlet clutched in one hand.
An ivory cable knit sweater. Silver rings adorn the fingers, frequently fiddled with by anxious hands. Hair woven into a hasty braid. A camel coat over the shoulders. 
Lips and fingers stained with cherry juice. A black silk slip. Trading Oscar Wilde quotes in front of the fireplace.
A burgundy cardigan; underneath, white shirt, black tie. Hands hooked in the pockets of black slacks. Walking, solitary, down the dark street. 
Black button-down, black pants, black oxfords, long black coat. The sky is overcast. Crows circle overhead. You count seven.
Worn, rumpled sweater tucked into a brown plaid skirt. Combat boots. A satchel bulging with books. 
A faded, cream-colored button-up. Suspenders hooked on black slacks rolled up past the ankles. Bare feet in the grass, and a crown of white wax flowers on the head. 
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unknocs · 4 years
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My first time lapse vid 👀 I need to learn how to crop in on these but. Yeh!
I'm gonna add color to this piece later digitally. And make prints???
Music (c) kevin macleod the legend
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by Steven Rhodes
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unknocs · 4 years
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Goblin Date Ideas
Scavenger hunt, but the things you need to find are stuff like a blue rock or a stick that has moss on it
Climbing trees
Comparing collections
Hide and seek in a forest after a storm
Camping
Decorating each other with random shinies you found
Catch frogs! Politely
Catch and release fishing
Walking in a muddy stream
Who can find the best rock?
Dye each others hair with temp dye or kool-aide
Laying on the biggest moss patch you can find
Stick sword fight
Making mud pies
Counting all the bugs you find on a walk. Winner gets pats.
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unknocs · 4 years
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fall date ideas
(i’m single but i can pretend)
football game (if they have them wherever you are)
pumpkin picking
apple picking
pumpkin carving
hiking
sitting by the steam, taking off your shoes and dipping your feet in the icy water
reading murder mysteries by a crackling fire
watching coraline while drinking hot coffee
wear matching cable knit sweaters
buying candles
spray painting pentagrams on the side of your school
grow a pair of horns
get rabies from the local bats together
summon a few demons
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unknocs · 4 years
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A Little about me
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Gender Neutral (any pronouns are fine for me) - asexual - greyromantic | Into witchcraft | INTP | Dealing with social anxiety | Trying to live autumn at every season
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unknocs · 4 years
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Nightmare Starters!
For your angsty nightmare needs!
My Muse is Having Nightmares:
“Are you okay? It sounded like you were having a bad dream…”
“Wanna talk about it?”
“Do you get these nightmares a lot?”
“When was the last time you slept?”
“Staying awake won’t help.”
“I could sleep next to you if you want.”
“It was just a dream, okay?”
“You woke up screaming…”
Your Muse is Having Nightmares:
“It was horrible…”
“No, I don’t want to talk about it.”
“I get them almost every night…”
“Can’t sleep. Won’t sleep. Never sleep. Can’t make me sleep. They’ll get me.”
“I don’t know, not sleeping seems to be helping to me,”
“Please sleep with me…”
“It felt so real…”
“Was I screaming…? Really?”
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unknocs · 4 years
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I just... want to live in a way people will look at me and think: this preson... this person is autumn personified.
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unknocs · 4 years
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Oh wow I’m feeling famous
Oh, to be a litlle kid living in a small, unknown and forgotten by time town, running barefoot through the ancient forest that is feared and worshiped by the local with dry leaves in my hair; carrying a handmade basket full of wildberries and mushrooms and herbs and twigs and moss... taking all of them to my secret garden just to find a strange forest creature there, admiring my flowers. It becomes my only and trully best friend and I go live with them into the heart of the woods never to be found again, becoming a local legend to the townspeople.
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Prompt 10 - Fluff 6
*A is feeling dizzy for drinking too much or whatever and is staying with B for the night so B can take care of them*
A: B?
B: Hm?
A: Have I ever said that I love you?
B: *gets very embarassed* ... no.
A: Good. So I can say it at the right moment.
*with a very flustered B, A Goes to sleep as if nothing happened and, of course, won’t remember a thing when they wake up by the morning.*
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unknocs · 4 years
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Oh, to be a litlle kid living in a small, unknown and forgotten by time town, running barefoot through the ancient forest that is feared and worshiped by the local with dry leaves in my hair; carrying a handmade basket full of wildberries and mushrooms and herbs and twigs and moss... taking all of them to my secret garden just to find a strange forest creature there, admiring my flowers. It becomes my only and trully best friend and I go live with them into the heart of the woods never to be found again, becoming a local legend to the townspeople.
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unknocs · 4 years
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Happy Halloween!!!
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unknocs · 5 years
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YEAh!
YOU EVER WORK ON AN ART PIECE FOR 4 DAYS JUST TO REALIZE YOU HATE IT???????
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unknocs · 5 years
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Papermotion! It’s really messy and goes kinda off the rails, but I still really love this. Katy might be one of my most generic characters, but I love her so much
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explosion studies✨
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unknocs · 5 years
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Imagine
Your
OTP
Big Strap-on Energy
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