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ayana | xx | femme «may our songs always be heard.»

[thewinedarksea]

@femmefatalenet | event seven (symbols)  — konohanasakuya-hime + sakura blossoms (death deities)

konohanasakuya-hime, in japanese mythology, is the blossom-princess and symbol of delicate earthly life. she is the daughter of the mountain god ohoyamatsumi. she is often considered an avatar of japanese life. konohanasakuya-hime is also the goddess of mount fuji and all volcanoes.

[soracities]

Hand details (comparatives) Henry Cabot Lodge, John Singer Sargent | Zwei Hände Mit Stock, Wilhelm Leibl

[deactived283974938479856]

six of crows + fairytale (x)

the kingdom of kerch was an island in more ways than one.

[ghostlywriterr]

Palais Garnier Opera House. Paris, France.

[ghafasinej]

c h a r a c t e r  i n s t a;  → bahi matsuda

a kind soul to love and adore for @crterbennett 

[leroichevalier]

→ T’is the season of the witch (A witch a day challenge), Halloween countdown: Day 31 : Hecate (Greek mythology)

[andrrewminyard]

@ravencyclenetwork search: alternate universe » six of crows

“What a strange constellation they all were.”

[crterbennett]

i just saw the announcement about rainbow rowell’s wayward son and immediately held my forehead like a victorian wife and had to sit down

[faheys]

He was a collection of hard lines and tailored edges—sharp jaw, lean build, wool coat snug across his shoulders. [insp]

[ghostcafe]

[fillejondrette]

Phases of the moon, Geomantie’ (Geomancy), Codex Palatinus 833 Germanicus.

[prefectdracomalfoy]

Draco Malfoy and the Half-Blood Prince.

[magic-of-eternity]

[crterbennett]

LYRICALLY INSPIRED (1/?): ANDREW + NEIL

↳ a little death // the neighbourhood

Andrew caught hold of his wrists and squeezed to stop him. After a moment’s consideration he pulled Neil’s hands free and held them up by his head.

He kissed Neil like he wanted to bruise his lips and leaned back to fix Neil with an intense stare. “Just here.”

“Okay,” Neil said, and dug his fingers into Andrew’s hair as soon as Andrew’s grip went slack.

[crterbennett]

me: *sees horse*

me: ah, what beautiful content for king laurent of vere

[lord-of-hahn]

[carswells]

“and what god do you serve, then? "whichever will grant me good fortune.” “i don’t think gods work that way.”  "i don’t think i care.“

[kvothes]

detail of hands from guercino’s the return of the prodigal son (1619)