By Riiiiiii

if the secret history was a netflix show

i made this over a year ago and it’s just been sitting in my drafts so here you go

studio ghibli + scenery

↳ kiki’s delivery service 魔女の宅急便 (pt. 3)

“I opened my mouth, almost said something. Almost. The rest of my life might have turned out differently if I had. But I didn’t.”

— Khaled Hosseini

i often ask myself why i am not sitting in a library in an old gothic building with a spiral staircase and ladders to reach the top shelves in a black turtleneck reading about vampires in the dark with only a single flickering candle dripping wax onto the aged wooden desk i'm sitting at to illuminate my surroundings even though it's the 21st century right now

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In case you missed this heart warming exchange

Headcannon time - Homeschooled Peter Parker

Okay, but like, can you imagine? Peter’s tired after protecting his city every night and is falling asleep in classes so his grades start falling. Not really, not his actual grades, the his participation grades which are always stupidly weighted. Plus he’s been missing a ton of classes and whole days out when he gets called away on Important Avengers Work or just Normal But Still Important New York City Protection Work. And school just won’t stand for that.

To top it all off, poor lil spidey-boy’s been getting bullied. And while he’s a big boy and can handle it pretty well, he’s still human and a teen and getting called Penis Parker all day just gets annoying when combined with PILES of homework and catchup work, asshole teachers breathing down his neck, and poor grades because he’s not participating to the asshat teachers’ liking starts taking its toll. 

And Tony knows. And he knows he’s partly responsible. Give a kid a suit and he’s gonna want to go out and protect his city. He can’t ask him to stop going out. Give a kid an Honorary Avenger’s Card and he has to go where the Avenger’s go most of the time. Only a true asshole would revoke that.

And so Tony pulls out the big guns. Peter B. Parker is getting homeschooled. And, who’s more freaking qualified than a bona-fide genius and his super genius friends? Not that they really need so many teachers. Homeschooling isn’t getting privately tutored by fellow Avengers. Peter is as smart as they come, and teaches himself most of what he needs to know acoording to state standards. Science IS done with Bruce, though, if it’s something like chemistry or physics and they want to get down and nerdy with it and create some cool and dangerous stuffs. Tony helps… if he’s allowed. 

And who better to teach history than people who have gone through it themselves? Sure, Peter plugs away at his textbooks and tests, but when he has to write a report with citations who better to go to than Captain freaking America Steve Rogers for facts about WWII? And of course, Bucky’s right there giving him the “real facts.” Although… MLA citing two avengers is a bit… tricky.

And it gives Peter more time to do what he likes, and not just go out protecting. He has time for martial arts and training and sparring and battle practice. He expiramented with art a little bit. Instruments. Dabbled in a couple different languages. Of course, not everything stuck with him. The acoustic guitar has become a coathanger and the small engine repair kit wasn’t as interesting as it had looked before.

It also lets him hang out more with his mentor and learn more electric work, programming, inventing, engineering stuffs, and all that fun stuff Tony adores and Peter wants to learn. It’s the best of both worlds, of all worlds. And better still, PETER CAN NAP IF HE NEEDS TO. And do school in his pajamas, which is fucking awesome. 

But seriously, breaking the wall here and honestly asking, why isn’t Peter being homeschooled by Tony Stark???????????????

Picnic frog

But knowing what I don't want to do doesn't help me figure out what I do want to do. I could do just about anything if somebody made me. But I don't have an image of the one thing I really want to do. That's my problem now. I can't find the image.

— Haruki Murakami

types of dark academia

classic academia: beige trench coats, wool sweaters. plaid skirts. think femme fatale, but educated. sobbing in bed late at night over the secret history or dead poets society. tea with milk and sugar. subsequent tea stains.

darkest academia: running through the rain, dimly lit by streetlights. brown tweed jackets, dress shoes. cold fingers and colder gazes. french-pressed black coffee, piping hot. dark, candlelit rooms with ancient wood floors/walls. 

light academia: white cable-knit sweaters, sparkly eyes and foggy glasses. going to art museums and falling in love with every portrait, every sculpture. caressing the petals of a rose, hearing the crinkle of leaves underfoot.

witchy academia: burning candles while reading or doing homework. black turtlenecks, velvet skirts. walking through the forest in autumn. passing a graveyard and feeling a greyish presence. waiting anxiously for samhain.

romantic academia: writing flowery poetry about someone you’ll never speak to (guilty oops). a cozy alizarin sweater, pleated skirts. slow dancing around your room to the beatles. curling up with warm, pallid cups of tea and a book.

scholarly academia: impeccable notes in class. leather bound bags crammed with textbooks and pens. lots of coffee with scones, and even more late nights. a wide vocabulary (that people constantly comment on). lives in the library.

theatre academia: shakespeare, all the time - quoting, reading, praying for a school production of a midsummer nights dream. or the crucible. memorizing lines in the wings. taking on your character’s traits, even outside the theater.