a playlist for night readers (dark academia) 

timestamps / (composer) [performer] click > 1:05:55 < and press replay to skip all the ads 00:00 nocturne op. 9 no. 2 (chopin) 04:36 clair de lune (debussy) 10:49 air (bach/arr. siloti) [rousseau] 16:06 piano sonata 2nd mov. adagio (mozart) [mitsuko uchida] 23:11 en rêve (liszt) [olivier moulin] 25:49 gymnopédie no. 1 (satie) 29:03 waltz in a minor (chopin) [khoa] 31:32 lieder ohne worte op.19 no. 2 in a minor (mendelssohn) [barenboim] 33:52 consolation no. 3 (liszt) [rousseau] 38:47 may: starlit nights (tchaikovsky) [olga scheps] 43:11 moonlight sonata 1st mov. (beethoven) 48:28 gnossienne no. 5 (satie) [kenban] 52:27 7 canciones populares españolas, no. 6 (de falla) [luke faulkner] 55:07 first step (peter j. malmsjö)

I am sick , sitting in the bathtub , reading a book , drinking a cup of tea , I have thousands of candles lit , I have already lit my fireplace and am listening to this playlist . Life is wonderful

Has anyone realized that the dark academia community is so sweet, and don’t have arguments over silly things. I love it so much

If you need to study and you’re scrolling instead, here’s your gentle reminder to get back to work :) You got this!

People give me weird looks when I say that I listen to music like this while I'm doing homework or I'm reading. You can't describe how easy it is to do homework with this music or how peaceful it is to read a book with

So, its dec 25. I wanted to visit my parents for christmas but got covid. Even though I'm usually not very excited to visit them, christmas alone without presents in a small college dorm room is sad af. So I'm laying in bed at night and reading while listening to this playlist.

Me: *listening to peaceful music to try and go to sleep* RU-vid: *gives me an add of a crying baby *

I honestly am in love with classic music. It's a shame how little people appreciates it. Every time I listen to this it feels like a whole new world. Leaving reality behind and building our own beautiful world. Like a virtual reality that soothes our minds. Washes away our worries and allow us to breathe freely. Personally this playlist reminds me of a flowery field with a bright warm sun hugging the earth. As I embrace the lovely warmth of the sun and playfully chasing after a beautiful white crow.. Amongst the seas of people I know I'm not the only one grateful. But I just wanted to share this with you all.

POV: You fell asleep while reading a Jane Austen book. When you wake up, you're in a strange room with mint-colored wallpapers. A weird noise comes from the window. When you check what it is, it's a boy, calling you. You don't know him. But he seems to know you a lot. He asks that you go down. There is nobody else in the strange house. You realize you have gotten back in time. There are no phones, no TV. 1900s? No, it must be earlier than that. 1800s maybe. Only now do you realize that you are wearing a very thick, pink gown. "Miss Olivia!" The boy calls you. "You seem to have missed our gathering at home? Although I am certain that I have not forgotten to send you an invitation! How could I? You are my dearest friend, after all!" You look at him. You feel a sense of urge to wrap your hands around him. Why? You do not know this boy at all. But seeing him makes you feel... kind of sad. Whoever this Olivia is, she must have great feelings towards this boy. "Why do you not speak at all? Have you gone utterly mute, my friend?" You shake your head, not knowing what to say. "You must feel sorry for me, I daresay," he whines. "I've been thinking about it. Perhaps, you were right after all. Yesterday when you confessed your indignation at my marriage with another woman, I felt mostly betrayed. Although it came to my realization that you might just miss my company, that's all! I believe you care a lot about me." You nod, but you don't know why. It just feels like the right thing to do. "Perhaps in another life, we might be husband and wife!" He jests. He laughs for a while until his smile slowly fades. For a moment, you think he means it. In another life... Before you could ask him more, suddenly, you wake up. The book has fallen from your bed. Before you could recover from the haze of the sleep, there's a noise coming from your window. It's a boy, your new next-door neighbor. He's calling out your name. You two have been quite close since he came here. For a brief moment, you feel strangely relieved. As though, you have always been waiting for this moment to come.

This entire playlist gives off some serious Elio-waiting-for-Oliver-to-come-back vibes.

I love the fact that the people post short stories in the comments, I could be reading them for hours.

I work in an old library and I’m so glad I found your playlists! Their perfect for while I’m working!

It’s currently 04:09 am in Germany. My whole family is asleep and I’m reading for about 3 hours. I told myself only one chapter… fantastic

pov: You’re writing a letter to somebody to you. You make sure it’s your best calligraphy, you make sure it’s neat because you know how they hate when something is messy, you put care and thought into each and every word hoping they were infront of you to hear you say it instead of having their eyes roam over the page every time you send a new letter. It’s funny how after each letter you regret the effort you always put in. They never respond, not once. Of course it’s hard to write when you live in a different dimension.

i love how everyone’s writing what theyre reading as theyre listening to this playlist,, its so heartwarming for some reason. im reading the eighth life by nino haratischvili currently, i just started and the atmosphere of the book fits so well with this playlistt!

Kind of sad that dark academia isn't as popular as it was before

Listening to this at 11 o'clock at night curled up in bed with a Sherlock Holmes book is unbeatable.

This playlist was needed. I used to be a very good reader . I was so happy to receive books in my birthday and I wrote very poetically and very beautifully. As I kid I was always told this was a good character of mine then I grew up and it became antisocial and disrespect which so strange. I got into reading paper books again lately . I imagine all scenarios in my head . As an artist it's so inspiring! Today I went out with my friend, it was amazing . We chatted, we ate, we walked , we exchanged opinions and plans ... and we went to the library, I got 2 books . It was so fun . I hope to go out with her again . And I hope to keep on reading and buying books. 28.12.2022

This is my safe space, this playlist. I read to it, sleep to it, and just listen to it all the time :3

Imagine this: Your writing a letter to a loved one using a type writer listening to this playlist by the fire. The warmth of the wonderful fire gave you joy while its snowing outside, the silky beautiful white snow on the ground The fire crackles and you smile warmly, you then finished writing the letter and wore your coat and went outside to give the mailman your letter. You come back home and went upstairs to go to your bedroom, and lay down on your bed staring at the ceiling thinking what you should do next. You thought of reading a book, You then stood up and chose a book to read. You found a book, that looked old. It looked like a vintage one, that book caught your attention and your now interested in it, "the night of the Dancing Flowers", you then sat down near the fire that gave you light and warmth. You then started to read and after 1 hour of reading, you were asleep. By the fire, sleeping like a lost royal who ran away from the kingdom and has found shelter and made a fire.

Reading a book about ancient egypt history and culture rn, this playlist is exactly what I needed

It’s November 2023. I’m listening to this playlist and reading a book in my bedroom while my parents are having an argument in the next room. Thank you for this playlist, the songs give me a little peace during moments like these

it's like reading in a library at night, when the sun is down, and the lights are warm and dim, and you have a cup of tea in your hands as you flip through your book once more

I was reading a book while using this video as if it was the soundtrack or sth and suddenly minecraft's music comes in, that just took me out of the book and made me write this comment.

I love how in the society we live in listening to classical music is considered stupid and ridiculous, but when you find the right people this is just the right thing to listen to, and the way you can feel transported to another world is just so magical to me and it means so much. Sometimes, when I feel anxious, I just need a candle, a warm beverage, and a good and simple symphony to feel like everything is all right and that nothing is actually that important.

timestamps for those who don't read the description 00:00 nocturne op. 9 no. 2 (chopin) 04:36 clair de lune (debussy) 10:49 air (bach/arr. siloti) [rousseau] 16:06 piano sonata 2nd mov. adagio (mozart) [mitsuko uchida] 23:11 en rêve (liszt) [olivier moulin] 25:49 gymnopédie no. 1 (satie) 29:03 waltz in a minor (chopin) [khoa] 31:32 lieder ohne worte op.19 no. 2 in a minor (mendelssohn) [barenboim] 33:52 consolation no. 3 (liszt) [rousseau] 38:47 may: starlit nights (tchaikovsky) [olga scheps] 43:11 moonlight sonata 1st mov. (beethoven) 48:28 gnossienne no. 5 (satie) [kenban] 52:27 7 canciones populares españolas, no. 6 (de falla) [luke faulkner] 55:07 first step (peter j. malmsjö)

POV: your trying to fall asleep to this music, you are the most relaxed you have ever felt ever. Just about to fall into the deepest sleep but then this add comes up- WrItInGs NoT tHaT eAsy BuT gRaMmArLy CaN hElp

Listening to this while reading The Very Hungry Caterpillar by Eric Carle just hits different- feeling so many emotions rn. Thank u

I'm listening to this while reading Crime and Punishment and it just really made my reading easier.🖤

"I was once a hero too." His voice hoarse as he speaks, his eyes captivating my soul. I knew he was hurting and he wanted to just let out those tears that he's been holding back since God knows when. His eyes, they were as cold and intense as a snowstorm. "I was delusional and wanted to save everyone. Just like you. But you know what?" His palm grasped my face as the blade of the knife stayed against the skin of my neck. "Life doesn't let you be a hero. It breaks you, it destroys you, it gets you on your knees until you give in." He grits clasping the blade a little further as I let out a slight gasp, my wrists behind me cuffed. "Maybe you didn't try hard enough." I speak, my voice numb as the words leave my lips. His eyes met mine when I felt the thrilling contact in my bones. Pure hate reflected in them as they had the burning desire just to slit my throat but the chains of fidelity towards the authority restrained him. He leans forward, the tips of our noses brush against each other as I part my mouth a little to control my breathing. "You think you're superior?" A mirage of a scowl at the corner of his lips. His green eyes looked through mine. "No. I might not be superior," I speak. "But at least, I'm not a quitter." Provoked, his eyes darken. "You're playing a risky game, that too unaware of the consequences." He mutters. "I can end you right here, right now." I let out a small laugh, provoking him further as his grip tightens around the knife and I feel the slightest pinch against my neck. "You can't end me, you don't own that kind of power." I challenge. "Go ahead then," His eyes flicker between mine as his features sharpen. "Paint me as a villain in your story." "Oh, I don't have to." I say, looking dead into his eyes. "Because you already are." **** I'm writing an enemies to lovers story on Wattpad that's called 'Destined [h.s]' if anyone's interested. My username is 'Louisgurl1D'💅🏻💌

This playlist reminds me that I have to practice piano, my passion, but responsibilities school, stress, and anxiety leave me no time for it. All these responsibilities are slowly turning practicing and playing the piano into a task or homework rather than an actually enjoyable and relaxing thing to do. I wish time didn't exist, that music was eternal and I could wander my hands through that wonderful black and white blur of sound for eternity. I wish I didn't have to rely on material things to live, I wish I was capable of simply existing in a realm of beauty, color, and sound, without having to worry about the impending dread of work and stress. I wish I was a musical note, played by a piano, release into thin air, to simply exist and form part of greater beauty. To last forever while only existing for a couple of seconds, from the time it takes me to be played to the hundreds of years I would spend written on a piece of sheet music, waiting, for someone to play me again.

After reading the comments I'm really amazed by you guys, you guys are amazing. It would be great to have a chat with people who share the same taste.And I really look forward to meeting one of you guys.

Listening to this while reading The Tommyknockers by Stephen King just hits different-

Reading is my new hobby- This playlist makes me feel like I'm in a new world with so much nature and living inside cottage Just imagine: playing this playlist and the sun hitting your face and reading a book while birds singing and drinking coffee or maybe tea or whatever you like curled up in a hoodie or not and sitting by the window reading and looking at the amazing nature. Just gives me this kinda vibe!🌈🌈

After a rainy morning day, there's a foggy cold evening, here I am sitting on my cozy bed looking through the balcony window with my bright lamp light reading Dracula book and enjoying this play lists with a peace of chocolate cake ༉‧₊˚🕯️🖤❀༉‧₊˚.

my mom got me into classical music when i was a little younger and i sort of fell out of listening to it till i found this playlist. it just launched memories of my childhood, and only the good ones.

perfect for studying when everyone's asleep:)))

you know that the playlist is going to be good when it starts with Chopin🌌

the light dances through the open windows, the flowers swaying as the wind tickles their dainty petals. glancing at the large pile of work in front of you, all you wish to do is to be free. free from responsibilities. but, alas, that will never happen, so you will sit here, in this stuffy old room, in front of the window sneezing very often from the dust bunnies and the pollen coming from the corners of the room and the flowers on the outside of the room, working on that endless pile of work that seems to eternally pile up, a never ending mess. just like the author who’s writing this’ life.

It's 4 am right now , I have an exam day after tomorrow, I still have a lot to complete... stressed out But this one This one made me feel relaxed I am.going to sleep right now But I'll wake up and finish my studies and do my best

I never really thought much about classical music until now It's really beautiful

im loving this plalist so much while im reading a wattpad story

Currently night-reading while listening to this, it feels wonderful

Reading crooked kingdom!! I can’t put this series down.

“You know, we never had that final dance?” He says. She stares back at him, “I suppose not.” She takes his hand and they circle around the stone walkway. The music begins from far away. “Do you ever wonder what it could’ve been like?” She asks, looking up at him. He shrugs his shoulders, “Sometimes. Why? Do you?” “I guess.” “You must if you’re asking me.” She smiles and shakes her head. He hides his own and looks away. “I just wish it had ended differently, that’s all.” She confesses. “But what we had was good, while it lasted. I don’t regret it.” “Neither do I.” He takes ahold of her hand and spins her away from him, and then pulls her back again. The music from that far away distance begins to die. “Do you think we’ll forget all of this? And everything before?” She asks. “One day, I’m sure.” He replied. She sighs deeply and holds him, “And what we had; it was good?” “The best.” He replies, smiling. She pauses, “And if we forget it all?” He stares down at her, smiling again, this time, a heavy weight hidden in his eyes, as if there were something there both spoken and unspoken, heard and unheard. She knows everything then, and yet nothing at all. And it is beautiful. He sighs, “Well, then, we’ll dance to things that never were.” And so, they dance.

I love how everyone comments stories, books they're reading or personal experiences. I love this community so much we never argue about stupid things and it's just very comforting:) Anyway, what are you all reading rn? I'm reading the song of achilles

"Did you know.." *Her fingers danced across the piano as her eyes crinkled into a smile of sorts.* "That i had a lover?" *The music slowly stopped as the old woman slowly pulled her hands into a close around where her heart is located* "we loved each other like 2 pea`s in a pod..." *A broken laugh escaped the woman, As warm salty tears flowed down her cheeks like rain* "And yet fate, Oh fate... It hates even the most purest forms of love." *An image slowly painted itself in your mind, A image of a woman standing in front of a gravestone, Screaming. Pleading. Asking what she had done for him to be erased. You could see the pure pain on the womans face. And with a start you realised* "I wonder. Were we ever meant to be?" *The girl in the image, Was the very woman standing in front of you. You watched as she hunched over slightly, And broke into a sob*

Honestly this really helped me read my Harry Potter book the music was so soothing and it let me get a whole 2 chapter done!!

I gotta finish reading 25 books in a week for a competition at school, so this is my go to playlist ! Wish me luck !!! I'll update if I have the chance to ( or if I remember to honestly lol )

Reading makes my eyes dry and leads my eyes to serious problems specially at night but it’s my favorite thing to do when it’s dark and raining outside.. it makes living worth it sometimes

She was gazing outside at the moon and its hidden beauty , at the night and how softly the breeze moved past her skin , the satisfaction she felt m af e her remember the night of the ball , her beautiful gown and his elegant bow that he added to his suit which she chose , how they made out just before the dance and how her red lipstick stains were never really erased from his white shirt , how he wore it regardless of them , showing their love to everyone he met , How she danced with him in front of a thousand people but her eyes were fixated on him , and his on her , How everyone was just nonexistent at that moment , how they were the only ones alive , only ones who committed a crime called love, How strongly and gently he held her in his arms m how good he looked despite his fresh scars , oh how happy she was to see him after so long , Only to loose him sometime soon , she knew their love won't last in a time when even survival was scarce , But she loved him and that was all she knew , The moment ended there and their love did too , in that dark and mystic night when they parted and kissed fir one last time , It was a good bidding momen t and she grieved their fate , Only ti get news of him being dead the next day , Dear malena , he called to her in her sleep , And oh how she wept , how the rush of emotions drowned her , How she thought of him every night and day , How she loved him still , all was confusing, All was excruciating, but she suffered the turmoil if the day to go to him in her dreams at night, How this was the inky night when she was awake and not restless for his love , As she had realised that he was never meant to be hers , The stars shone and the breeze flowed , the birds sang and the trees danced, and everything ended when she finally collapsed in the arms of death , kissing moon and weeping with the trees ,

"Do you even know how much I love you?" He asked, tears burning in his eyes, threatening to spill over. She remained silent, even though her heart was screaming the answer. "You can either come with me, or stay behind." She pushed aside her emotions, letting her mind take control instead of her heart. "You don't know that we'll survive." He cried, trembling in the cold. The sky was gray and filled with clouds. The city around them burned. The people screamed for their lives. "Please, just get in. You can trust me. Don't you trust me?" She asked, finally giving up. Tears overflowed out of her eyes, and she held her hand out. "I just- I cant." He sighed, wiping the tears from his eyes. "Go on without me. Live this life that you so desperately want to live. Space isn't for me, but it has been for you. And it will always be. Find a new love, and live your new life happy and free. Explore the endless possibilities. Look to the stars every night, and remember that my love will be with you forever. Because my love, will surely be with you, forever and ever." He smiled weakly and shut the door of the pod, locking its door. She banged on the glass, begging him to change his mind. She wanted so badly for him to change his mind. She wanted so badly for him t- "CUT!" The director yelled, and the cast finally broke character letting their true selves show. "That's a wrap for today guys, good work." He yelled before giving everyone a smile. The two actors looked at each other, before giving each other a look of pure hatred. She stepped out of the pod, and held out her hand to him. "Good work Ace." She smiled bitterly, and he shook her hand. "Not too bad yourself weirdo." He said, a small grin tugging at his lips. He turned and walked away, leaving his words to soak into her skin. She scoffed and held her hand to her chest. "I hate that man." She lied. ~ this was actually butt doodoo, but I'm tired and out of ideas. bye bye my little dumplings.

Reading The Hunger Games while listening to this is such a cool vibe

Warm bathtub+ a thousand forest scented candles+ flowers petal +music+ harry potter and the goblet of fire= perfection

the music is making me feel very aesthetic. i feel like im in an art gallery somewhere in france, walking around with a glass of fine wine looking around and admiring art

I'm at my lowest rn but your playlist always comforts me .thank you sm 🪐

“It was you, was it not?” She held the journal in her hands, worn out from old age, as the river flowed out from her eyes. It was you. The words echoed through my head, bleeding the shame in my existence. It was me, who hid from her eyes, a character in her story she thought was hers to be with. And I left her heartbroken as I moved my way out. Over. And over, again. Gently I caress her face, pain rumbling in each crack and gladness filling the hole of my abyss, the heart of stone. The tunnels vibrate with every beat of our hearts in harmony. You lied, she scoffed. "You left! And you lied! Are there any more façade you would like to come clean with?" And anger, I left her with hatred crawling in her veins. In the hands of another man, growing in darkness and scarlet. She tilted her head to the tunnels where the maps are plastered in artistic element and precision. Why me? The question itself hangs in the air with silence, Why me? She asks again. And this time, I did not dare look into her emerald eyes. “You took my heart, Elane. Sliced me open under the shining stars, as you offered it to a monster.” With that, her eyes widened as the skies up above. And what hurts the most is that she knows what she has done. It was our wedding, the 6th of January, the year 1981. You betrayed me, the exact day you vowed to love, to cherish! To share in every difficulty. Then you left me for dead. -PROLOGUE of "And So He Ran" written by @JeSuisMoi022 on Wattpad.

Listening to this masterpiece of a playlist while reading Harry Potter is just so calming.

The playlist starts with Chopin. I am instantly in love with this playlist!

I'm currently reading Chapter 15 of 'It Ends with Us' by Colleen Hoover while listening to this and I'm feeling so many emotions rn..

This made writing notes and studying so much more enjoyable, thank you. I'm also going through a rough patch in my personal life, and this helped calmed me down so so much❤

If you come here because you need that little bit of peace, let me tell you please don't give up. You have to keep fighting. That stronger, faster, better you is waiting at the end of whatever battle you're fighting. It's not the end. It's only the beginning. You have to get up. Despite the numerous times you've been slammed into the ground you have to dust yourself off and ask "is that all you got?" Because you're strong. Know it. Own it. Trust me, I know. And if you have to go down, go down fighting with everything you've got. Never stop fighting. Please. I'm sure someday we will meet and show our battle scars and talk about how we made it. Sleep easy tonight. You need to rest. Blessings and Love❤❤❤

i connected this playlist to my speaker and I was reading, I look over to the music it was done, so proud of myself reading an hour!!!

Listening to something like that at night and reading my favorite book at the same time feels like I'm in the world of the book.

I've finally dusted off my books and pried the covers open, like a door to the wonderful worlds they always seem to take me. For the second night in a row, I have wasted away the hours in a series that brings comfort and memories when I reflect on the days I spent with my best friend, when we put eachother into the shoes of the characters and just played pretend. If only I could tell her where I am now.

I haven't read a book in a while by my own will. This playlist helped me a lot to "cancel" the background noises and relax. I recommend it 100% 💞💞

This playlist while reading “The Love Hypothesis” is absolutely perfect🤍

“Wait!”, Sherry bellowed with tears in her eyes. Mike was about to board the plane and leave her life forever. She had run for five minutes straight to catch him before he got onto that plane; he needed to know how she felt. As he turned around to meet her gaze her heart stopped, and for a moment she remembered what love at first sight felt like.

Perfect for a late night reader like me ❤📚

Your playlists are unparalleled

Me laying on my bed with my book and listening to this song , what a wonderful day of my life with peace I’m living the life ❤

Environmental sustainability major here. Reading the Tragedy of the Commons by Garret Hardin (1968), an article on shared resources and how they can be managed for the long-term good of society.

Listening while reading This Boy's Life was a treasure.

I love how SpongeBob is just staring at Patrick the whole time

Ive decided to turn off the lights, light a candle and make a bubble bath and just relax for awhile. I feel like I have no more free time, but its really nice listening to this music in such a relaxing setting and reading all the little stories in the comments. I wish I had the time to do this more often.

Clair de lune 4:36 This song will forever be in my heart as I big part of my childhood, I remember being young and my mother would put on music for me to sleep to that had this wonderful song in it. While I'm no longer a child like I once was playing games with a sertan girl who's in love with the piano and was a amazing protagonist for the shot time she was alive makes me so happy, hearing this song will always remind me of these little moments that make my life worth it💕

Listening to this with full blast while reading horror books from the public library>>>>

Its 5 in the morning,i am reading a book after studying for french.That's gives me some chills

This helps so much as a reader. I want to give big appreciation to you for this worthy piece of work.

currently reading the secret history by donna tartt!! i'm on page 254, and am loving it so far! the plot is amazing, i think it's definitely going to be one of my favourite penguin classics!!

OMG I'm gonna be listening to this playlist at 4 am ♡♡ so beautiful

16:06 me and my dad wanted how to play this on the guitar together :)) (since on the piano they use their left and right hand, one of us plays the right hand and the other plays the left if that makes sense) i don’t often hear this song in playlists so it made me really happy to hear it- it brought back good memories of learning it together

This really makes me wanna read a book- wow. This playlist is so inspirational, thank you

My love, You are to me as the stars are to astrology; intrinsic and beautiful. Your face lingers in my mind and my emotions flutter at the mere memory of your touch. How often do the gods, if they ever have before, pair together two souls so perfectly made for one another as we? Let our words pour out as poems, transcend our own mortality, and live on as scholars’ studies in the centuries to come. Time itself paused to catch its breath when our lips first grazed in a quiet fit of passion. A deep seeded craving; a dormant hunger was awakened in us and rose from its bed in the form of our unrelenting embrace. And if we were cursed to only spend a single minute together for the rest of our mortal lives, may we die thereafter in each other’s arms. When our time does come, far into the further I pray it be, may our love never be regretted nor cause us pain, but fill us to the very brim with an overwhelming sense of love and happiness. My dearest, I hope to see you again soon if only to gaze into your eyes and kiss your cheek before departing once again. ~Your devoted lover

Beautiful like always, you don't know how much emotions came out of me, thank you

I loved this playlist✨🦋.. so glad that my RU-vid recommended this video!! I have already fallen in love with night reading and studying...but these tunes made me soo nostalgic and made me realise how I fell in love with night!! Listening to these tunes made me feel like I am a mermaid in the vast ocean wandering here and there !! Free and brave ✨ Thank you so much !!✨

I'm building mini-Lego while drinking warm milk and listening to this playlist and it's so relaxing. I love it

This was so good♥️ My mom had soms friends come over and i went to my bad (it's bunk bad) i put my headphones on, put this playlist and read my book 📚✨

This playlist is so peaceful. I love listening to classic music while reading books, like right now. Music, books and tea is my type of little heaven

we love a lil background music to listen to while reading wattpad

thank you for this playlist. i listened to this with i miss my library and had the most wholesome experience ever

listening this in a rainy day makes your day 100 times better

Its weird how something can be that peaceful listening to while reading

just started reading how we fall apart, this is the perfect playlist!

Listening to this amazing playlist while I’m reading Fahrenheit 451 feels like a breakdown

Enjoying this with the beautiful night time view! Thank you so much!

i just discovered your channel and i already love it, your playlists are soo good!

I really love all the pieces you added. Tysm for this!

This is literally the best dark academia playlist I’ve found so soft and beautiful I love it so much thanks

I'm reading The Ruins by Scott Smith, while my mother is driving us to my aunts house. Its starting to get darker and darker, the atmosfere is awesome with these song playing in my white headphones.