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FIRE EMBLEM THREE HOUSES IS A DARK ACADEMIA GAME.

-going to school with the children of filthy rich elite nobles (and some commoners)

-the school is a monastery that is like, literally 1000 years old. And it shows in it’s architecture

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-The students murder

-there are gays

-if you have the dlc the evening wear outfit is VERY dark academic

-The summer wear on the other hand, is very LIGHT academia

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-The sheer DRAMA of the future leaders of COUNTRIES attending the school

-the tragedy that happens later depending on your choices👁️👁️

-it explores mental illness in certain characters(to varying degrees of success)

-THERE ARE POC WHO ARE IMPORTANT TO THE PLOT

-BISEXUALS CENTERING THE PLOT

-Pretentious as hell names like Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd and Edelgard Von Hresvelg

-It’s also filled with anime and fantasy elements so if that’s not your thing you might not enjoy this game THAT much

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Soooo, here’s today’s dark academia outfit- I call it “My history essay is looming and I’m totally not procrastinating”

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The soft scratching of a quill against parchment; the black ink sinking into the skin of the paper; spritzing the letter with your signature fragrance and then slipping it into a little envelope. Then, tucking in the aroma of fresh parchment and roses with a scarlet, wax seal. The essence of romance wrapped up in the folds of the paper itself. Yours truly.

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I’ve noticed that most of my writing, and the imagery that comes from it, revolves around sunlight, warmth, sepia, and rainy days.

It’s so strange how I describe sunlight as honeyed, even though I dislike eating raw honey. How sepia is the last filter I would ever choose. Warmth being a constant worry since it’d eventually become too much. Rainy days escorting floods to our front doors, crashing, rather than knocking.

Once upon a time, I was warned against nature. 

I wish I was warned about the storms inside my home, rather than outside.

Raging tempers, eerie silences. 

The calm before the storm.

Those rainy days crashed against our front door, but it were tears that tore them down.

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