𝔉𝔬𝔵
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Witchcraft, Midnight, and Magic.
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Witchcraft, Midnight, and Magic.
||35+||MDNI||QUEER AF||
I do not own any of the images posted unless stated otherwise. Most, if not all, were found on Pinterest.
𝑊𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑔𝑛𝑖𝑧𝑒𝑑 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦．．
𝑝𝑒𝑟ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑠 𝑤𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟
𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑑𝑛’𝑡 𝑦𝑒𝑡
𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟
[𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛☽☾]
𝑝𝑒𝑟ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑠 𝑤𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟
𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑑𝑛’𝑡 𝑦𝑒𝑡
𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟
[𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛☽☾]
November 4, 2025 at 7:07 AM
𝑊𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑔𝑛𝑖𝑧𝑒𝑑 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦．．
𝑝𝑒𝑟ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑠 𝑤𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟
𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑑𝑛’𝑡 𝑦𝑒𝑡
𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟
[𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛☽☾]
𝑝𝑒𝑟ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑠 𝑤𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟
𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑑𝑛’𝑡 𝑦𝑒𝑡
𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟
[𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛☽☾]
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Nosferatu aesthetic
October 31, 2025 at 11:36 AM
Nosferatu aesthetic
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Florence Welch photographed by Autumn de Wilde, 2022.
October 27, 2025 at 2:33 PM
Florence Welch photographed by Autumn de Wilde, 2022.
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Mary Shelley, from Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus
November 3, 2025 at 7:34 AM
Mary Shelley, from Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus
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Reposted by 𝔉𝔬𝔵
Lillian Bassman #photography
Wonders of water (c.1959)
Wonders of water (c.1959)
October 5, 2025 at 3:31 PM
Lillian Bassman #photography
Wonders of water (c.1959)
Wonders of water (c.1959)
𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢
𝐵𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑛𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑒
𝑀𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒
[𝑔𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑓 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑖 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑓𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢]
𝐵𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑛𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑒
𝑀𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒
[𝑔𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑓 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑖 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑓𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢]
October 9, 2025 at 9:23 AM
𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢
𝐵𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑛𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑒
𝑀𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒
[𝑔𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑓 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑖 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑓𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢]
𝐵𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑛𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑒
𝑀𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒
[𝑔𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑓 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑖 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑓𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢]
Nestled between your
collarbone and jaw,
I find my refuge.
Your arms cradle me
in quiet peace,
your scent fills my lungs,
your soft kiss on my head
lulls me to sleep—
and with each breath,
I fall further into you,
trusting you to keep me whole.
collarbone and jaw,
I find my refuge.
Your arms cradle me
in quiet peace,
your scent fills my lungs,
your soft kiss on my head
lulls me to sleep—
and with each breath,
I fall further into you,
trusting you to keep me whole.
August 17, 2025 at 7:05 AM
Nestled between your
collarbone and jaw,
I find my refuge.
Your arms cradle me
in quiet peace,
your scent fills my lungs,
your soft kiss on my head
lulls me to sleep—
and with each breath,
I fall further into you,
trusting you to keep me whole.
collarbone and jaw,
I find my refuge.
Your arms cradle me
in quiet peace,
your scent fills my lungs,
your soft kiss on my head
lulls me to sleep—
and with each breath,
I fall further into you,
trusting you to keep me whole.
𝑀𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑎 𝑠𝑎𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑟．
August 16, 2025 at 6:26 AM
𝑀𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑎 𝑠𝑎𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑟．
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Your daily horoscope:
Today you will feel like a stalactite - hanging on, slowly expanding over time, and mostly left in the dark.
Today you will feel like a stalactite - hanging on, slowly expanding over time, and mostly left in the dark.
July 12, 2025 at 4:00 PM
Your daily horoscope:
Today you will feel like a stalactite - hanging on, slowly expanding over time, and mostly left in the dark.
Today you will feel like a stalactite - hanging on, slowly expanding over time, and mostly left in the dark.
𝐻𝑒 𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑟
𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚 𝑜𝑓𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡
𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑠
𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚 𝑜𝑓𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡
𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑠
July 12, 2025 at 5:11 AM
𝐻𝑒 𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑟
𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚 𝑜𝑓𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡
𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑠
𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚 𝑜𝑓𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡
𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑠
𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑖𝑓 ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑏𝑦 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒
July 11, 2025 at 6:38 AM
𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑖𝑓 ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑏𝑦 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒
Reposted by 𝔉𝔬𝔵
It's ok to not feel ok.
It's ok to let your fangs and claws grow ragged.
It's ok to live like a feral forest creature.
It's ok to disappear into the fog, for a day or a lifetime.
It's ok to let your fangs and claws grow ragged.
It's ok to live like a feral forest creature.
It's ok to disappear into the fog, for a day or a lifetime.
July 10, 2025 at 3:02 AM
It's ok to not feel ok.
It's ok to let your fangs and claws grow ragged.
It's ok to live like a feral forest creature.
It's ok to disappear into the fog, for a day or a lifetime.
It's ok to let your fangs and claws grow ragged.
It's ok to live like a feral forest creature.
It's ok to disappear into the fog, for a day or a lifetime.
𝐻𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑟．
𝐻𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑎𝑓𝑒．
𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑡，𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑦 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑣𝑒 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑘
𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜．
𝐻𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑎𝑓𝑒．
𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑡，𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑦 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑣𝑒 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑘
𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜．
July 10, 2025 at 3:40 AM
𝐻𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑟．
𝐻𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑎𝑓𝑒．
𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑡，𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑦 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑣𝑒 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑘
𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜．
𝐻𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑎𝑓𝑒．
𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑡，𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑦 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑣𝑒 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑘
𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜．
𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑖 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛：
𝐼𝑛 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑝ℎ𝑎𝑠𝑒𝑠
𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒．
☽ ☾
𝐼𝑛 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑝ℎ𝑎𝑠𝑒𝑠
𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒．
☽ ☾
July 6, 2025 at 2:42 AM
𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑖 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛：
𝐼𝑛 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑝ℎ𝑎𝑠𝑒𝑠
𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒．
☽ ☾
𝐼𝑛 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑝ℎ𝑎𝑠𝑒𝑠
𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒．
☽ ☾
Reposted by 𝔉𝔬𝔵
You are not alone.
Somewhere out there, in a forgotten corner of the old forest, creatures of ancient malice are dreaming of you and thinking of ways to bring you back to the dark realm of faerie where you belong.
Take comfort in that.
Somewhere out there, in a forgotten corner of the old forest, creatures of ancient malice are dreaming of you and thinking of ways to bring you back to the dark realm of faerie where you belong.
Take comfort in that.
July 1, 2025 at 2:01 AM
You are not alone.
Somewhere out there, in a forgotten corner of the old forest, creatures of ancient malice are dreaming of you and thinking of ways to bring you back to the dark realm of faerie where you belong.
Take comfort in that.
Somewhere out there, in a forgotten corner of the old forest, creatures of ancient malice are dreaming of you and thinking of ways to bring you back to the dark realm of faerie where you belong.
Take comfort in that.
Reposted by 𝔉𝔬𝔵
“It is is better to know one book intimately than a hundred superficially.”
— Donna Tartt, The Secret History
— Donna Tartt, The Secret History
January 28, 2025 at 3:50 PM
“It is is better to know one book intimately than a hundred superficially.”
— Donna Tartt, The Secret History
— Donna Tartt, The Secret History
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handwritten rough draft of sylvia plath’s “sheep in fog” poem
June 19, 2025 at 5:42 PM
handwritten rough draft of sylvia plath’s “sheep in fog” poem
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You are important.
You are strong.
You belong.
Your antlers are fierce.
Your fangs and claws are sharp and ready.
Teach the world your name.
You are strong.
You belong.
Your antlers are fierce.
Your fangs and claws are sharp and ready.
Teach the world your name.
June 8, 2025 at 7:00 PM
You are important.
You are strong.
You belong.
Your antlers are fierce.
Your fangs and claws are sharp and ready.
Teach the world your name.
You are strong.
You belong.
Your antlers are fierce.
Your fangs and claws are sharp and ready.
Teach the world your name.
♡︎ 𝑖 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑠
June 30, 2025 at 6:30 PM
♡︎ 𝑖 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑠
𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅.
June 23, 2025 at 4:21 AM
𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅.
𝐼’𝑑 𝑏𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑓 ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑑．．
May 25, 2025 at 11:47 PM
𝐼’𝑑 𝑏𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑓 ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑑．．
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