i thought i'd put some iconic dark academia indie songs together in playlist. i love these songs so much. hope you enjoy! Spotify: open.spotify.com/user/26ovfa7...
The pure aesthetic of the concept of going to the forest near my house and doing anything I normally do (homework, star gazing, reading, art) while listening to this is going to take me out. It's like the middle of the night I need to stop. Or going through the old library my grandparents discovered in their house,,,,, incredible. I have to do them all
@@sky-ee5sn after having gone through the library and done homework in the forest I can say very aesthetic. Fun fact: the library, actually, is older than I thought with some books actually being from the 1890's or earlier
@@viktorcordyceps1978 well it was in their basement, behind a bunch of bins and such. Library is a bit of an overstatement but it was it's own room full of encyclopedias and old textbooks and children's books and even some board games, and since no one goes down there they forgot about it
TIMESTAMPS: 0:00 Achilles Come Down - Gang of Youths 7:00 Angel of Small Death & The Codeine Scene - Hozier 10:44 Why'd You Only Call Me When Your're High? -Arctic Monkeys 13:27 Soda - Nothing but Thieves 17:20 Cigar - Tamino 21:30 My Body is a Cage - Arcade Fire 26:14 Too Late to Say GoodBye - Cage The Elephant 30:26 Cold Blood - alt-J 33:48 Take Me To Church - Hozier 37:50 Vide Noir - Lord Huron Absolutely love this playlist
This video starting to play while I'm writing a Hanahaki story: "See. How the most dangerous thing is to love." *AGGRESSIVELY POINTS FINGERS AT MY OWN WRITING*
@@busyreading3582 they're now forever unposted genshin fanfics hskfudnsfj 😭👍 actually- i WAS making another hanahaki fic recently but that also remains unposted for now
@@busyreading3582 yeah I honestly love them, there's so much potential situations to create with them and honestly I feel like they're underrated as a whole even if they're pretty popular. I love hanahaki
I know it’s Dark Academia, still I’ve read The Song of Achilles with this playlist non-stop playing in my headphones, and you know what? IT’S JUST SO PERFECT, I CAN’T- Every song and the lines fit, resembles so perfectly, that I’m still wondering how is even possible. And yeah, Chapter where Patroclus dies was read under My Body is a Cage, so imagine.
I'm an exception It's hard to accept Because I try to be happy But then I forget They tell me I need to chill, man It's all in your head Maybe I'm paranoid I don't wanna be myself It's making me so unwell Yeah, yeah, yeah I don't wanna be myself Just wanna be someone else Yeah, yeah, yeah I once had a thought But don't know where it went 'Cause I've been living off soda And cheap cigarettes Maybe when I was a kid I was dropped on my head Yeah, that would make some sense I don't wanna be myself It's making me so unwell Yeah, yeah, yeah I don't wanna be myself Just wanna be someone else Yeah, yeah, yeah I don't wanna be myself It's making me so unwell Yeah, yeah, yeah I don't wanna be myself Just wanna be someone else Yeah, yeah, yeah I don't wanna be myself It's making me so unwell Yeah, yeah, yeah I don't wanna be myself Just wanna be someone else Yeah, yeah, yeah
I think you meant to write, "This playlist makes me feel like I'm in a film!" By the way, idk how much you've learnt, but never apologize for making mistakes when you're learning something new. 😇 Because I believe mistakes help as well.
i remember the first time i listened to this. i fell in love at half past four on a tuesday morning. the second i heard the cello from achilles come down i was gone. this playlist has gotten me through some difficult times and i am not exaggerating when i say that it's changed my life.
So here's a little something.. Time; something that she had of just. plenty. The sand in the giant twenty four hourglass never seemed to stop flowing, yet…yet her day never seemed to end. The hourglass that held so many of her precious memories…so many of ‘their memories’. As she sat there crouched in a corner of the room in her damp mustard sweater…more like ‘the mustard sweater that they shared’, she couldn’t help but realize how massive the place was that never seemed so when it was ‘the two of them’. Now that she was by herself, the place echoed regardless of any winds from the seas. It was like she could hear herself running barefoot through the floors, through the curtains..just laughing and all happy, something she just isn’t now. She could almost hear his heavenly voice ….her chest tightened. Is this what he meant to do from the start? Sail away together on a abandoned but resourced island while showing her perfect vivid dreams and just abandon her? No matter how much she thought over and over again, she couldn’t wrap her head around..even as she continued her hugs refusing to get up. There was no leftover strength in her knees. He had taken it all from her, everything that she owned, all of it, regardless of whether she treasured it or not and the astonishing thing is he left her with everything too ..everything that she needed to survive but even then it was missing the most crucial thing for her to live; him. He was missing even though he had promised he’d be here; right next to her when she woke up daily, doing her hair for her just the way he liked it..loosely tied and the only thing she ever wore; oversized sweaters. He had sworn in her ear every morning that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his whole life just like he had promised he would when he had put the rose gold metal band on her ring finger; with no gems or stones.. nothing shiny ..just the way she liked. She always told him that he was the only beaming thing that she’d ever wanted in all her 23 years of life and he’d always tell her that he was far from so and that she was way more than anything he ever deserved. He had got that giant hourglass as a remainder of the precious time he had and would gladly continue to spend with the ‘love of his life’ He promised and promised but was this his final plan? To abandon the woman to whom he had become everything to? Since when had he planned this? Just why? She had been fateful, had told absolutely no one when they’d be leaving or where they’d be going to. Had he approached her with such intentions from the very start? Was it because she never showed any forms of interest in any men before? Isn’t this the typical ‘player’ her friends had warned her of? He’d never turned up to any of those meetups that she and her friends had planned too, her parents lived abroad and every time she suggested they fly there together..he’d say they’d do it together once he had shown her their living arrangements for the future. ‘Future’…that word seemed to sting her harder now…even more than her scarlet frozen hand did. She refused to get up from her corner …from that place even now, refused to acknowledge that she has to do something…anything. She absolutely refused to recall that just that morning she had overheard her fiancé whisper to her thinking she was still fast asleep that the iron rods he was surprising her with would be arriving soon. If she had thought of that as nothing the single ship boarding pass on the candle holder had come off as a massive shock. A blast of wind had her shivering…harder than before. She still refused to get up and shut the balcony door. The wind chimes continued to make their noise…as if someone’s world hadn’t fallen apart today, as if someone hadn’t lost their ‘soul mate’ today...just a few hours ago in fact. At that she looked up at the see through ceiling and only noted the moonlit sky. How special the night would have been if she wasn’t on her own, how he had rocked her from the sun and the wind every time so she could sleep better. The man who made her feel so vulnerable and protected, wouldn’t let her do anything by herself, wouldn’t let her carry any weight, reminding her he was the one who had promised to take care of her for the rest of their lives, only to succumb at death...her hand shook more violently and she clutched her injured hand with her better one and brought it close to her chest. Her metal band still felt warm from being in his hold just last night and she swallowed a sob and still did not get up. She looked towards the dining table where the breakfast lay cold and untouched. She had made it herself; she had cooked and he had cut the fruits just this morning. Another cold blast of wind and something dropped in front of her…a ticket...the boarding pass from this morning. She picked it up with trembling hands...and looked at the candle holder where it’d fallen from. She got herself to stand up somehow. The plain glass next to it showed her a mess...why had he told her she was beautiful every morning she’d never know. Her hair was too loose…her once mustard sweater was now semi scarlet-semi mustard, in knots and wrinkles from the scarlet liquid that had hardened. A short girl with dark, puffy eyes looked back at her. She looked drained. Something caught her eye…right close to mirror was the giant hourglass…but the thing at its bottom had her attention…a paper. She picked it up and it was her was another boarding pass, this time with her name on it. She stopped breathing for a moment. As she turned it, there were words that read ‘ My love, I’ve been putting off meeting your parents for too long haven’t I ? It must have upset you. I just wanted to make sure I had the right to ask for their approval. It’s taken a while for sure, and you have truly been patient. I realize you just acquired your sailing license. I want you be my captain this time. But I have a mini surprise before that. You know how you always wanted to try snorkeling in the deep ocean? Yeah, how about you look beneath the balcony this time?” She rushed to the balcony and looked down. True to his word there was an iron cage the perfect size to fit a human bound to chains next to the bank. She looked behind her...on floor where she’d been crouched all this time. She rushed there, to the body lying lifeless whose side she had been unable to leave even after having thought that he had betrayed her. She now shook him violently with just the smallest glimmer of false hope; that maybe...just maybe he’d wake up and embrace her trembling self. She began to put the pieces all together; he was bringing the cutlery back into the cooking space and she got agitated from seeing the blade; she began to put all the pieces together now looking at those glassy amber eyes that’d never look at her again. Her fingers shook as they gently caressed his curly dark hair…she had never thought she’d have to witness it all lose life right before her eyes…right by her own hands. His pure soul was lost to the unknown for good. Even in his last moments he had struggled to protect her, worrying she had had decided to do the unthinkable, never knowing it would end in his life. Cold, hard and completely worn out now...she plopped down and looked at the butter knife stuck to his abdomen. She recalled grabbing the blade as he had brought it close to her from the back and as she struggled to get it out of his hand, he had refused to give it to her and in the process she ended up embedding it in his chest. He lay still and lifeless, eyes wide open as if shocked at what ‘his fiancé’ had done and probably wondering why too. Weeping, she leaned on his now hardened shoulder to inhale the scent for one last time and for the one last night, wishing to find solace in those loving arms even as they turned colder by the minute.(END) twitter and Instagram: @julyswillow
POV your are a ballerina from France in the 1800's you are doing a piece from swan lake but something happens you have a terrible fall years later you find a library full of old books and trees as well as old looking paintings leaves fall from the roof making a blanket of leaves yeahhh so this crap but ok i tried
this was a lovely introduction to artists i would have never considered up until trying out this playlist! a lot of these songs definitely hit and i like it :>
*Listening to sad, sentimental music is like embarking on a journey through the depths of the human psyche, where every note unveils a new layer of introspection and self-discovery*
it lowkey says something about my mental health how i completely dont notice Achilles Come Down is playing because ive heard it so many times to the point where i completely zone out when it plays......
I used to listen to Achilles come down with my Sister, it has now become a string among many that holds our relationship together, sure we don't bond like we used to but we are still sisters and we still love each other no matter what happens we will always love each other.
It hurts so much but it also feels comforting. When I hear the music I listend to when I slept ,cried, ran, dreamed and thought -I suddenly feel everything I felt when I was numb. And I all I want to is to hold onto someone I did not have back than and neither have now. I hurts so much. [Sorry for the little vent heh (: ]
I just want to say that it's 4am and this playlist is beautiful and these songs are gorgeous and it really helps me to remember about the beauty of life
I’ve discovered this playlist just a few days ago (shame on me, I know), and I have not stopped listening to it since. Great choices, it creates such a specific mood, really a job well done. 👏🏻👌🏻💜
BRO YOUR MUSIC TASTE IS FIRE- you got Alt-j in there, arctic monkeys, Hozier, Nothing but thieves, AND cage the Elephant!!!! I think is is one of the best play lists, I know all the artist and every song is just perfection. (I know I didn’t name all the artist in the list but those are just my favorite ones of the bunch)
Finally someone gets that dark academia playlist aren't only based on classic music (i do love classic music tho) but this>>> Subscribing rn cuz this is beyond amazing
The one time RU-vid algorithm recs something amazing with some of my favorite songs. Well scratch that, my RU-vid algorithm is absolutely amazing and only recs the most amazing stuff, it knows what I'm looking for. Thank you for this amazing playlist 🥰
I love this playlist, so happy I found it. On a side note, I feel 'Soda - Nothing but Thieves' song, I feel this so hard sometimes. It feels odd to have someone put this in words....
id like to thank you, its bc of this playlist that i fully listened to Nothing But Thieves for the first time, They are now my favourite band ever, so I need to thank you for bringing them into my life. x
