Where Every Scroll is a New Adventure
What if we unexpectedly kissed on the stage while performing King Lear before I confessed to the crime you'd committed and went to jail comparing our story to Romeo and Juliette?... Jk.. Unless?..
Oliver, the dysfunctional bisexual
The difference between my feelings towards "If We Were Villains" and "The Secret History" is completely opposite
When I read "If We Were Villains" I cry at how tragic the story is and when I read "The Secret History" I scream:
WHAT THE FUCK RICHARD, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?
WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY REDISTRIBUTION OF MATTER, HENRY?
WHAT IS CHARLES DOING SLEEPING IN A FUCKING SNAIL?
COCAINE IN PARKING LOT OF BURGER KING? EXCUSE ME WHAT?
The tragedy of TSH is the characters, I find IWWV more compelling in that department since the characters are more likeable. But the story and writing of TSH is so good! Both have their different charms and I appreciate both of them.
Ps: I think Oscar Wilde would have enjoyed both immensely if he could have read them.
Every scene between James and Oliver is either romantic or angsty (sometimes both). It makes me feel butterflies and wanting to rip my eyes out at the same time.
Idc what happened in the end, James and Oliver lived happily ever after in their cottagecore home with their books and cats.
(I am delusional for them)
How Gay do you want your books to be?
Dark academia authors: Yes.
Oliver: there's someone I like, since years and I finally want to confess....
James: I love you too
Oliver: what?
James: you said you were confessing
Oliver: I was talking about confessing to Meredith
James: oh...okay *stares at Meredith* I hate you sooooo much, bitch.
I always found that scene hilarious where James comes in middle of the night to Oliver's house to stay for vacation and they decide to share a bed (not sus at all) and in the morning Oliver's sisters are making fun of him when they found the boys sleeping together by asking, "Who's your boyfriend Oliver?" and Oliver is pissed off and embarssed by that but James does not give a fuck about being called Oliver's boyfriend and just says "I'm James. Lovely to meet you both" as if actually addressing himself as Oliver's boyfriend.
James giving Oliver a "not so brotherly kiss": YES GO!!!!! I AM SO HAPPY! FINALLY! MY SHIP HAS SAILED!
Charles giving Camilla a "not so brotherly kiss": ........WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS BOOK
You know you are invested in a book when you feel jealousy with the main character, when you have a breakdown when they do, when you get anxious when they are, when you feel the love for their love interest as much as they do, when you cry for them and smile with them and then the book ends and you feel an empty void as if life had stopped.
The Secret History × If We Were Villains
Where it's just Detective Colborne finding Richard and asking him about the two murders and Henry Winter's suicide.
Colborne: So you also did all this for the person you loved?
Richard: Nah, I did it for the 💫 Aesthetics💫
Colborne, to himself: this one is even worse than Oliver Marks.
Julian: so you killed two people?
Henry: you can justify anything, if you do it poetically enough
Francis *wishpers*: wrong fandom Henry.
Reading IWWV was such a journey. While I did enjoy TSH, it never broke me like IWWV did. The book is shorter than TSH but has more impact than the prior. The style, the writing, the characters and the story is so vastly different yet same as TSH. The thing about it is, I can read TSH as many times as I want, get new theories and discover more details. But I couldn't read IWWV even ounce after the first read, because all I could feel was pain.
I quit reading If We Were Villians when I thought James and Oliver are doomed to not be together. I have tried to complete the last few pages but I can't. I had never rooted for a couple more than I did for them. I even got jealous with them when they were both with different people. I have spoiled as well as guessed what happens in the end (the Shakespeare format spolied more than it should have) and I don't think I could EVER finish the book. Few books break my heart, but this one surely did.
My mom thinks I am in a cult. No, The secret history, iwwv, and dead poet's society are not books/movie, it's a religion.
i am on my knees behging praying for someone to write an if we were villains x marauders fanfic, hear me out:
Oliver as James
James as Regulus
Richard as Snape(?)
Alexander as Barty
Filipa as Dorcas
Meredith as Lilli
Colin as Evan
Wren as ???
Gwendolyn as Minni
Frederick as Pomfrey
and Dumbledore(?) as Colbourne
im not even joking, i need it biblically
Just finished if we were villains and let me just say, oh my goddddd!!!! I literally almost burst into tears at the ending. The way the characters were portrayed was amazing and every single one of the journeys they went on as humans was so touching and approachable. I have no words to describe how this book made me feel.
no bc the bi panic oliver must’ve been feeling when he saw both his crushes hate making out with each other
Wren Stirling 🤝 Renee Walker
Kind of in the mood today to write a screenplay for IWWV movie, having never written one before. On va voire.
Not just currently, but consistently thinking about James Farrow
My friend just returned my copy of If We Were Villains today and I am seriously fighting the urge to reread it
It’s so inconvenient for me that spring is soon but I have just reentered my dark academia mindset
we wavered in what had somehow become an embrace until he lifted his head, found his face too close to mine. i stared at him, momentarily brain-dead except for the nonsensical question of whether he’d ever looked at me quite like that before...
Tahini Al-Jamil saying ‘I had never felt quite so seen as when she saw me’ sounds like something straight out of a dark academia novel, where the protagonist is describing their ‘friend’ who they’re definitely NOT in love with
- obsessed with making films even as a kid
- has a weird red stain on her jumper that doesn’t seem to ever go away
- has lost her viola about three times in a year
- buys things to impress people (eg. fountain pen, notebook)
- used to experience slight auditory hallucinations
- wrote poems about raspberries being metaphors
- suffers from burnout a lot
- ‘my cutoff date is 28. I either die committing art theft or assassination or I don’t die at all.’
- despises the word soliloquy
- continuously says the word soliloquy
- has an (almost finished) KYD wall
- constantly working on something
- brings board games to whatever house she goes to
- incredibly happy when gifted world maps
- someone once called her dumb and now her life goal is to become better than them in every aspect
- has leverage on anyone about everything
- constantly treats everything as a (subtle) competition
- *draws six lines on leg* “look I’m a guitar”
- constantly comes up with strange pick up lines
- wants to ‘pull a Henry’ every time she slightly fails at something
- has a specific due date for crying and it’s a friend’s birthday
- named all the statues they could find in a small town
- wore a plague doctor mask to a party
- has a real knack for wrapping presents
- her gift for her Valentine was a cheesy heart necklace and a poem based on TSH quotes
- still wanted to be in the rain, so put coats over each other and huddled together
- her entire personality is ‘JAMES IS ALIVE.’
most dark academia books and film have one person is obsessed with an enigmatic society or group of people/friends. What about the reverse?
A group of friends that become obsessed with one ‘perfect’ person; a loner of sorts, yet are mutually respected by everyone and don’t seem the need to make friends. Yet the group forces themselves onto that person, hungry to finding out more and essentially almost becoming like them. So they obviously get lured in by a single, mysterious person that could shatter them in a second.
I cry every time I read it, I read this one a lot.
@queerlitnet event 01: get to know the members — lily + MAKE ME CHOOSE — @hcrror asked oliver marks or james farrow
“were you in love with him?” “yes,” i say, simply. james and i put each other through the kind of reckless passions gwendolyn once talked about, joy and anger and desire and despair. after all that, was it really so strange? i am no longer baffled or amazed or embarrassed by it. “yes, i was.” it’s not the whole truth. the whole truth is, i’m in love with him still.
Does anyone else get anxiety because they love something too much? Or it's too real?
I can't look at IWWV stuff because I feel it too much. It makes me shake and ache and I can't breathe. It's so dramatic but it's true. The book is too real.
Or I'm looking for a fanfiction and I find exactly what I'm looking for but I immediately have to skip over it because then it'll be gone. But I never go back cause it stresses me out. My 'marked for later' tab is insane.
I get to the last episode of a show I love and I can't watch it cause it gives me anxiety. It can't end.
I find things that are so perfect, that represent me so well, things that I feel in my soul, and I can't partake. It's all too much.