marina @ak4murasaki - Tumblr Blog

tragic brunettes with the enormous weight of destiny on their shoulders, oh how i love u

tumblr fucked up the quality so pls click on the image to sharpen it! <3

I despise them

pics i took of hayden last night from the bleachers, in my city madrid <3 the beauty of her voice will resonate inside my head forever

@tankhall ily 🖤

#ethel cain #willoughby tucker #tankhall #ethelposting #preachers daughter

divorcedwife

in a galaxy far, far away

lotr frodo + pointed cap frodo !! ⭐

terrible hour to post but i have the patience of a child so... yeah

#lotr fanart #lotr frodo #lord of the rings #frodo baggins #frodo fanart #witch hat atelier #qifrey #kamome shirahama #tongari boushi no atelier #tolkien

treffyfrinn-art

You cannot always be torn in two

mxgicdave

that no-good two-timing scoundrel..

nothing better than a blonde... except maybe two 🍷🌈

gotta keep up with my niche crossovers

#sbr jjba #jjba gyro #jjba #steel ball run #gyro #gyro zeppeli #jojos bizarre adventure #castlevania #alucard #alucard tepes

the vampire julius zeppeli

#gyro zeppeli #jjba gyro #gyro #gyjo #gyjo fanart #johnny joestar #jonathan joestar #steel ball run #sbr #sbr jjba #jjba fanart #jjba #jjba part 7 #jojos bizarre adventure

fridgrave2-0

bruh i love drawing dark and bloody things

anniversary

just heard me out...

modern au yeeep

Guys. Guys. Do you ever think about the funeral boats merlin made for freya, lance and arthur?

Freya’s boat was covered in soft green grass, like she was being gently laid back into a quiet meadow one last time. It looked so peaceful.

Lancelot’s boat was overflowing with flowers, it was heartbreakingly beautiful as it floated away.

But when it was Arthur’s turn…

Merlin couldn’t do it.

Arthur’s boat was just the plain, ordinary straw one. No grass, no flowers, nothing at all.

Merlin was so devastated he didn’t even have the heart or the energy left to decorate it. He loved Arthur so much, more than anything in this world . He just stood there on the shore, watching that bare little boat carry the man he loved most down the river with nothing but straw.

Because what do you do when the person you loved most in the world is suddenly gone? what do you decorate that with? what could possibly be enough?

I don’t think I’ll ever be okay again.