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xoluciferxo · 2 days

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𝔈𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔬𝔫 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔰. 𝔅𝔲𝔱 𝔦𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔬𝔫🌙

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if-trouble · 13 hours

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#prom dress #seth rollins #the secret history #alcohol #ariel #deancas #sex and drugs #Mary Elizabeth Winstead #author #limited life #sally face #george michael #harry styles x reader

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piece-her · 1 day

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#bsd chuuya #sherlock x reader #cannabis #hedgehog #snufmin #onedirection #baby driver #furry fandom #serial experiments lain #spank my pussy #prom dress #hairy belly #seth rollins #the secret history #ariel

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stuff-industry-manager · 2 days

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#the secret history #alcohol #ariel #deancas #sex and drugs #Mary Elizabeth Winstead #promare #george takei #natalia starr #limited life #sally face #harry styles x reader #Taylor Marie Hill #ed bllog

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dandelion6669 · 16 hours

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WHYYYYYYY WHYYYYY WHY WHYYYYY

DOES NO ONE SPEAK ABOUT

🙌THAT🙌

#hetalia #the secret history #alfred f jones #aph america

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paulfleischers · 23 hours

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my the secret history collection, march 2024.

#the secret history #tsh #collection #donna tartt #donna tartt collection #dark academia #richard papen #henry winter #francis abernathy #charles macaulay #camilla macaulay #bunny corcoran #personal posts

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beauty-is-terrror · 3 days

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Going to make Henry Winter go down on his knees

#personal #the secret history #donna tartt #dark academia #henry winter #tsh #marcus aurelius #plato

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wh1teswans · 2 days

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when someone’s hating on me but i’m a da writer so i can write a 300 page book of them going on a canibalistic murder spree while seducing one of their classmates

#girlblogger #girlblogging #girl interupted syndrome #female rage #female hysteria #femcel #female manipulator #femcelcore #dark coquette #coquette noir #dark academia #authors #the secret history

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lovegvt · 2 days

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“ 𝘪𝘧 𝘢 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥, 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯, 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘬 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯? ”

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lyricalegacy · 7 hours

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“Never love anyone who treats you like you're ordinary.”

― Oscar Wilde

#moodboard #dark academia #darkacademia #bookcore #bookstagram #romantic academia #light academia #the secret history #quotes #quoteoftheday #book quote #beautiful quote #oscar wilde

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xoluciferxo · 22 hours

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𝔚𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔲𝔫𝔦 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔰 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔲𝔫𝔦 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔟𝔬𝔬𝔨𝔰 >>>🍂

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losergirlsoap · 16 hours

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is somebody gonna match my freak?? (morbidly longing for the picturesque)

#౨ৎ⋆˚｡⋆ 💌#the secret history #tsh #tsh donna tartt #donna tartt #henry winter #camilla macaulay #charles macaulay #richard papen #francis abernathy #bunny corcoran #julian morrow #going insane

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sleepytuberose · 2 days

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The Secret History

How I see The Secret History characters

Richard Papen

Henry Winter

Camilla Macaulay

Charles Macaulay

Francis Abernathy

Bunny Corcoran

All images are from pinterest and do not belong to me.

#richard papen #henry winter #camilla macaulay #charles macaulay #francis abernathy #bunny corcoran #the secret history

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tosiiascribbls · 2 days

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A Genius

#donna tartt #boris and theo #the goldfinch #theo decker #the secret history #boris pavlikovsky #boreo

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insidemyrottenbrain · 3 days

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Henry wants to move away from the city and surprises you with a country house …

Surprise get away - TSH

Henry Marchbanks Winter x GN!Reader

Precious anonymous, I hope you enjoy Henry's modest get away plan.

Henry disappears for weeks, only for him to come back with a surprise.

Henry as a lover is not particularly affectionate. He doesn’t suffocate me with besotted compliments and gentle touches. The space he allows me is welcomed with much gratitude, however, this doesn’t mean I do not enjoy the occasional in-bed morning kisses under Apollon’s playful, morning rays, the hours spent in the comforting silence of each other’s presence, or the way his hand finds its way around my waist or on my thigh so stealthily that I only notice it when the familiar warmth seeps through my clothes and into my skin as if it is the very fuel my body runs on.

Lately, he’s been somewhat more distant than usual. I have not talked or heard from him outside our almost everyday classes with Julian for weeks. The other day I even dropped by his apartment only to be greeted by scattered advertisements, cut-out mail, papers with phone numbers, and announcements ripped out of newspapers all revolving around extravagant countryside houses with imposing, marble columns, vast fairytale-like green gardens, and enough rooms to fit a family of ten. I couldn’t figure out why Henry was looking into houses, but something must have happened otherwise he wouldn’t want to go so far away from Hampden, from Julian, from me.

I am wasting my time worrying about him when I should be writing my assignment. He is more than capable of taking care of himself and I trust that if the situation calls for it he will ask for my help. Just as I pick up my fountain pen to finally start the long-overdue translation of the first few books from the Aeneid I hear the sound of the key turning in my door’s lock. The only one with a copy of my dorm key is Henry.

‘Where have you been?’ I inquire just as he graciously walks in as if he hasn’t been absent for the past days.

‘Get dressed.’ He orders with no care about what I’m doing whatsoever.

‘I’m working on my assignment.’ I point out sharply. ‘You cannot demand me to get dressed without telling me what you have planned.’

‘I assure you, you will not be displeased.’

Moments later, I’m sat in the passenger’s seat watching humans, shops, and houses blur into moving, indecipherable colours as Henry drives us out of Vermont towards Demeter’s neverending golden plains and dense forests.

‘I consider it unfair when you use my curiosity against me.’ I sigh, rolling down the window to vent out the smoke from the cigarette I just lit.

‘It is a great disadvantage which the comfort of love drags after itself.’ Henry half-smirks at me, his blue eyes behind the glasses abnormally warm.

‘And what may this terrible disadvantage be?’ I hold my cigarette to his lips and he takes a long drag from it before I bring it back to mine.

‘The mortifying ordeal of being known.’ The smoke escapes his lungs with every syllable he pronounces and I find it utterly entrancing.

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Henry’s faint voice swirls in my mind, disturbing the unconscious state in which I am. Even in sleep, I can distinguish his precious voice from any other external sounds. He whispers my name and it hits my mind’s walls echoing until I wake up.

‘We have arrived.’ He announces with a slight smile and helps me step out of the car.

It takes me a moment to realise the massive manor towering over me with its aged stone walls covered in wicked ivy, large, arched windows with intricate tracery that allow glimpses into the stately interiors and prominent towers crowned with finials and spires piercing the limitless sky. Two watchful statues stand by the grand wooden doors as if anticipating our arrival. Suddenly, it all clicks together and I glare at Henry.

‘Is this why you’ve barely spoken to me in weeks?’ He was already retrieving his luggage along with another one he had packed for me using the various pieces of clothing I had left at his apartment throughout our relationship. ‘I can’t believe this..’ I shake my head and cross my arms, staring at the incredible purchase, knowing that it probably cost him a fortune.

‘Let us enjoy this.’ He comes to stand by my side, suitcases in hand. ‘I have already spoken with Julian. I told him we would not be attending classes for a few weeks due to personal matters. Naturally, he wasn’t very pleased, but there is nothing he can do.’

‘Henry Marchbanks Winter skipping classes? I did not think I would live to see this day.’ It is nice to tease him once in a while.

‘I needed a break from society. Everyone does after a while and this place is perfect for such an occasion.’ For once, he looks relaxed and I decide to do as he wishes for the time being.

‘Why bring me here then? Wouldn’t it be better if you were to be alone here with your studies?’

Henry looks at me as if he has not been expecting the question and bursts into genuine laughter. ‘And leave my only piece of sanity in Vermont? That is something I couldn’t even dream of.’ He starts guiding me toward the entrance, his hand once again finding its rightful place on my waist.

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meloncholypire · 2 days

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#the secret history #ancient greek #darkacademia #henry winter #richard papen #francis abernathy #bunny corcoran #camilla macaulay #charles macaulay #julian morrow #judy poovey

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