a playlist for night readers (dark academia)

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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)

nobodyplaylists

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

mauricemuller

Has anyone realized that the dark academia community is so sweet, and don’t have arguments over silly things. I love it so much <3

luci

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

You got this!

Etherealacademics

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

oqlocwt

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.

messypens

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.

<33
Please don't misunderstand what I'm saying I’m not saying nobody appreciates it! I’m just saying so few people tend to appreciate it!💕 This just feels so majestic I love this playlist‼️

luvlatte

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

pralina

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

aubreechatoney

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.

k.s.

I love the fact that the people post short stories in the comments, I could be reading them for hours. <3

noragutierrezmedina

This entire playlist gives off some serious vibes.

thewaywardpoet

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!

anawatson

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.

oxyl

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

juleele

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

sirinefakhfakh

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

kawaiitree

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)

veraofficialstudy

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

taylorgray

"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."

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I'm writing an enemies to lovers story on Wattpad that's called 'Destined [h.s]' if anyone's interested. My username is 'Louisgurl1D'💅🏻💌

its.diot

a playlist for night readers (dark academia)