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Welcome back! good to see you back here, I missed your content! for the aesthetic game, can you please do one for Dottie and one for Mathias? love them!
Hi there Nonnie! Thank you for your kind words, it's good to be back indeed! :D Allow me to present the Aesthetic for Dorothea and Mathias (also, keep an eye on my dash, because I have other requests for these two, so I have more aesthetic things coming for them :D)
🌹DOROTHEA MARIANNE STARRICK ✨
MOODBOARD:
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PLAYLIST:
"Morning Star" - Blackmore's Night
"Winter's Bloom" - Adrian Von Ziegler
"Ghost of a Rose" - Blackmore's Night
STEAL HER LOOK:
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QUOTES :
“Those freckles make you seem like a galaxy of stars, just waiting to be explored and loved.” - Nikita Gill
“All men have stars, but they are not the same things for different people. For some, who are travelers, the stars are guides. For others they are no more than little lights in the sky. For others, who are scholars, they are problems... But all these stars are silent. You-You alone will have stars as no one else has them.” - Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Le Petit Prince
“...her who whose beauty is not like earthly beauty, dangerous to look upon, but like the morning star which is its emblem, bright and musical.”- James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
“In a Wonderland they lie, Dreaming as the days go by, Dreaming as the summers die: Ever drifting down the stream- Lingering in the golden gleam- Life, what is it but a dream?” ― Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking Glass
HER AESTHETIC:
Starlit sky; Northern Lights setting the sky blazing; stargazing alone on a secluded beach with the waves as gentle company; frost-covered roses in a hidden garden; walking down a path in the forest at night holding a silver lantern as a sole guide with the snow gently falling silently all around; abandoned manors hidden away in the depths of an ancient forest; ghosts still dancing together in ballrooms accompanied only by the music of their memories; sitting by the fireplace on an ancient rocking chair and reading an ancient tome under a thick pelt; sipping on warm rose tea while looking at the snow falling outside; snuggling under the comfort of heavy blankets in a canopy bed;
🌙MATHIAS SÉBASTIEN DE BEAUMONT🎨
MOODBOARD:
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PLAYLIST:
"Hijo De La Luna" - Mecano
"Outdoor" - Roberto Cacciapaglia
"Adagio" - Il Divo
STEAL HIS LOOK:
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QUOTES:
“Because when he sings...even the birds stop to listen.”- Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games
“Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent”- Victor Hugo
“Now I want to live like everybody else. I want to have a wife like everybody else and to take her out on Sundays. I have invented a mask that makes me look like anybody. People will not even turn round in the streets. You will be the happiest of women. And we will sing, all by ourselves, till we swoon away with delight. You are crying! You are afraid of me! And yet I am not really wicked. Love me and you shall see! All I wanted was to be loved for myself. If you loved me I should be as gentle as a lamb; and you could do anything with me that you pleased.” - Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
“He stared dully at the desolate, cold road and the pale, dead night. Nothing was colder or more dead than his heart. He had loved an angel and now he despised a woman.”-  Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
HIS AESTHETIC:
A small nook to sit and reflect quietly; new quills and parchments; the perfume of freshly brewed coffee, the way the air smell when Autumn is about to arrive, the feeling when the fingers start tickling the ivories and a melody is born, completely encompassing one's soul; the sound of rain against the glass of the windows; riding a horse with the wind caressing one's hair, free from all fears and worries; songs sung together with friends; the perfume of orange flowers and neroli still lingering on the pillow; the sight of the full moon after a night storm; waves crashing against the sand in the distance;
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lord-phantasm · 1 year
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Thanks for the tag @esmiephan!
🌹ABOUT ME🌹
Nickname: Waayy too many to list here but my most common ones are Myfanwy (muh-fan-way) my welsh name my dad calls me by. Means ‘dear one.’ The Giant One (due to my height lol)
Sign: Scorpio ♏️
Height: 5’11
Last google search: Japanese places to eat in Dublin
Song Stuck in your Head: Diamanti (French version) by Temperance
Followers: about 10
Lucky Number: 13
Sleep: roughly 8 hours
Dream job: tattoo artist, piercer, metal vocalist/musician
Wearing: Victorian night gown/chemise
Favourite songs: Ghost Love Score, River Flows On The Edge, One Night in Tokyo, Passion and the Opera
Favourite instrument: Organ
Aesthetic: Romantic Goth
Favourite Author: Gaston Leroux (though this is a difficult one)
Favourite Colour: Black
Favourite Animal Sound: cat purrs
Last Song: Of Jupiter and Moons by Temperance
Last Series: Junji Ito Maniac
Random: I hate fruit 🤢
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