You Ran Into The Neighbor At Aldi Again, Didn’t You, Switzerland

Blue "rococo style" cabinet with "The Battle of Don Quixote Against The Windmills" painting on ceiling. My favorite place in the museum.

Western Europe collection, Khanenko Museum, Kyiv, Ukraine

are you cooking (and by cooking i mean edelweiss)

evryday 😭😭😭😭😭😭

I use a reference. Don’t think I am a good artist, I totally suck drawing kisses lmao

Pd. Now I have a partner in roleplay so a lot of AusSwiss (and SwissAus) material incoming 👌

Mr. Beilschmidt smoking his 500th cigarette

Stached version below 👇

“i never wanted to dance with nobody but you”

Never Wanted to Dance- MSI

When your married boss pays you crazy money to distribute and attain illegal weaponry but he ends up obsessed w/ you and you accidentally fall in love with him but you’re friends with his wife and make the worst choices ever anyways

YES I ACCIDENTALLY POSTED THIS ON MY ALT ACC 😭 ITS HERE NOW INSTEAD LOL

besame mucho

Shipping fictional characters isn’t representative of your moral values. It’s representative of your particular psychic damage and the themes and motifs that haunt you. Hope this helps.

my baby’s got a gun

🎞 ❛ Everyday Things That Radiate Dark Academia Vibes 🕯 ༉‧₊˚✧

Enjoying a cup of coffee and allowing tiny droplets to slide down your mug and onto your newspaper.

Disheveled hair.

Mysterious eyebags/dark circles.

Sharp and sophisticated hand gestures when speaking.

Rich internal dialogue.

Humming remembered symphonies to yourself.

Ominous pausing after making a possibly chilling statement.

Rustling through the autumn leaves in worn boots or sneakers.

Using complex terms and words to poetically describe mundane events.

Dark lipstick.

Listening to symphonic tunes while completing household chores.

Civil philosophical debates with willing friends.

Posting definitions of aesthetically pleasing words online.

Mentioning statistics when discussing factual topics.

Effortlessly quoting influential historical figures.

Using “🎞🃏♦️🚬🩰🕯🦉♟💀🪐🥀🏛🗡🥂🎭📇♠️” when texting.

Film noir.

Brushing dust off of your old books and opening them for the first time in what feels like eons.

Annotating texts outside of school.

Peering at your dimmed computer screen through your glasses.

Delicately gliding your fingertips under words on a page.

“[Insert famous author/poet/historical figure/literary artist] once said...”

Low and sultry voices.