Kawtar

classic dark academic: thrifts old books, drinks coffee, writes poetry when bored, visits museums, reads a lot, loves documentaries, loves languages, the teacher’s favourite.

nature-inspired dark academic: lots of plants in their room, pressed flowers, probably vegan, has a cat, wears glasses, loves tea, obsessed with biology, has a tight group of friends.

music-obsessed dark academic: always has their earphones with them, goes to concerts a lot, studies with music on, loves wearing a T-shirt+blazer combo, plays the piano or violin.

- always wearing a dark coloured hijab

- long tweed coats, untucked blouses, loose plaid/suit pants

- trying to memorize as much of the Qur’an as possible

- studying the Golden Age of Islam

- learning about Abbas Ibn Firnas, Al-Jabr, and all the others who made breakthroughs that are now attributed to Western scholars

- studying your favourite verses of the Qur’an

- dreaming of visiting the different mosques around the world

- owning more copies of the Qur’an and it’s translation than you can count

- staying up late to study and praying qiyam in your study breaks

- listening to different tafsirs and lectures and taking your own notes on them

- dreaming of someday being able to visit Makkah and Madinah

- the scent of itr leaving a trail behind you to announce your presence

- memorizing great Muslim poetry and trying to write your own

- listening to Qur’an while you study and getting so wrapped up in the recitation you forget that you’re supposed to be studying

- debating the pros and cons of different reciters

- trying to learn as many dialects of Qur’anic arabic as you can

- falling asleep to your favourite recitation of Surah Mulk

I still remember when I was a young teen and he was playing a Nirvana song and he stopped it at this one line: “I miss the comfort of being sad”

He told me that when you start to get better, there’s a part of you that misses being sad and that if you start feeling that way you have to be extra extra aware and careful because if you indulge the feeling you’ll go down a self-destructive spiral

And even though that was years and years ago, I think about it all the time. Especially when I’m reading discourse on the idea of getting so attached to mental illness as an identity that you don’t want to improve things because you feel safe in it and don’t know who you are without it

I mean really? With the book shelves?

It’s like an alcove of happiness.

You want a whole row of individual seats? Fine, here you go. 

Or how about a whole window bed for those snugglers out there.

Curtains.. Guys this one has curtains.

Seriously? This is basically a glass cube of bliss.

 You can even get them with corners! Not enough corners? Okay.

Ba-BAM!! Corners for cocooning. 

There’s also the Roman-esque themed seat for the historians out there. 

 If you don’t want to snuggle up in blankets with hot cocoa in this then I don’t even know why you’re on this planet. I mean dat stonework. 

This one’s an entire rectangle. Just imagine all the cuddling that could happen in there. It’s practically a fortress.

This one’s fucking curved okay? it’s just chillin, up of the ground, and curved for your lounging convenience.