Raindrops keep falling around me My worst-case scenario found me I'm not goin' back to the old me Hello! My name is Peach, I'm too old to act the way I do, but who really actually cares. I love to read, write, listen to music, rp, play DnD, play with my dogs, troll the internet, play Animal Crossing or Spyro, and binge watch shit on Netflix I wish I could fly with the sparrows I'm stuck in the ground with the scarecrows I know it gets better I hope it gets better from here, from here I'm a big advocate for mental health and embracing yourself as a person. Gender isn't real, we're all just glitter and stardust anyway. (I use she/her pronouns and am Bisexual... maybe... who knows. You'll find a mix of stuff on my blog. Mostly character inspiration, DnD stuff, random pictures, music, book reviews and things that remind me of books or characters. Have fun, there's no actual organization to be found in this mess. We'll pick up all of the pieces We'll turn the pain into peaches I'm not afraid of my demons We'll turn the pain into peaches
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Nikola Selezinko RPG Ressources
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the year is 1347. my husband just died from “the plague” and i’m moving in with my female “companion” in a secluded mansion in the european country. we have no kids and two dogs and we seem unusually close. i call her my wife but historians call her my best friend. little does everyone know, she’s both.
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Roberto Ferri (1978-) “Sigillum” (2013) Oil on canvas
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Name: Silas
Quote: “I fear no evil, the shadow is mine and so is the valley.”
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Twisted by MISSIO
Devil I Know by Allie X
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Name: Orion
Quote: “When someone knows your story, they know you. And they can hurt you.”
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Lips by The xx
Sayonara by Max Frost
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Name: Poppy
Quote: “I am sure there is Magic in everything, only we have not sense enough to get hold of it and make it do things for us.”
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Human by Sevdalzia
Fly by KONGOS
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SEGOVIA AMIL | WHITE ( UNKNOWN ) | UNKNOWN
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Types of students as the days of the week
all songs can be found on my dark academia playlist here
Monday: ‘Stay’ by The Hails
blurred eyes fogged and stiff, soft hoodies warming your soul on the morning bus, clean air growing new buds in your lungs, clean sheets of paper unmarked and unscarred, comforting grades that cushion on your body, a river of black coffee cleansing your body
Tuesday: ‘Treacherous Doctor’ by Wallows
neon highlighters leaking through the page, glowing mornings drenching the dewed ground in subdued orange, fruity smoothies fuelling your day ahead, embellishing your walls with handwritten flash cards, tying up your hair whilst taking exams preparing the warrior for war
Wednesday: ‘I Love You So’ by The Walters
sipping on mugs of your preferred beverage under silver stars sprinkled across the velvet like dusting sugar, furious typing on laptop keys, tired eyes and bright skies, cuddling into the comfort of a worn hoodie, soft eyelashes brushing against the bruised frame of your glasses
Thursday: ‘Camilla, I’m at Home’ by Peach Pit
lukewarm light highlighting quotes on the pages of your vintage book, cycling to school waltzing in the breeze, sipping tea absentmindedly while you work, decorating your workspace with wildflowers gifted to you by mother earth herself
Friday: ‘Happy Pills’ by Weathers
stumbling into the finish line with barely finished work, smudged ink and flitting eyes, gazing at the golden prizes that lure you to the end, dancing through the daze of alcohol hours before unfinished work is due, subtle lights and failing fights
Saturday: ‘Rosie’ by The Kooks
black coffee splashing down your throat, cradling your love for writing with a feather quill, caramel days spent at the library surrounded by the fallen words of revolutionaries, casting your eyes to the ancient shapes left on buildings, hunting for extensive research for all your work
Sunday: ‘Beige’ by Yoke Lore
fruit infused water placed in a basket ready to re-fuel, swiftly revising under the fragmented shadows of a willow tree, flowing outfits and soft hair, losing your concentration and admiring the wildflowers that surround you, brand new stationary filling your satchel
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