Shaun Leane, Silver Thorn Arm-Vine and Earring, made for Alexander McQueen ‘Dante’ runway show A/W 1996
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if i look back, i am lost
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Shaun Leane, Silver Thorn Arm-Vine and Earring, made for Alexander McQueen ‘Dante’ runway show A/W 1996
“Rosaria’s Fingers need only fetch tongues for their mistress. Otherwise, we are free, unchained.”
Leonhard’s questline was one of my favourites in DS3 because WHAT A TWIST. I’m still curious about his motivations tbh.
So I got to the end of The Painted World of Ariamis.
Crossbreed Priscilla: This land is peaceful, its inhabitants kind
THIS
LAND
IS
PEACEFUL
ITS
INHABITANTS
KIND
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father figure 14
@manasong
And I have been haunted by these things I still have left to say.
Seether, “Here and Now”, Holding Onto Strings Better Left to Fray (via wnq-music)
A small child she was, yet with age and reason she walked.
Allegra (via denerim)
Which OC uses a weapon that was passed down to them as an heirloom?
Your body makes mine into a shrine; holy, divine, godtouched.
thoughts #72 | r.m (via rmeisel)
— she felt her own name like a great fatigue
Jorie Graham, from “Emergency,” The Errancy: Poems (via lifeinpoetry)
She was destruction given form and purpose. Hers was an elegant savagery—
Rachel Vincent, Menagerie (via roseir)
You: A fanged horror beyond what imagination could previously construct, building a corporeal form using abysmal energies.
Me: Eyes wide with delight and desperately in love.
Assorted bad Bloodborne valentines.
a friend to the end.
She is catalyst. She is chaos. I can see why he loves her.
Illuminae by Amie Kaufman (via whoreofwaterdeep)
Tis only the flame, quivering at misguided Ash.
“Promise to stay safe. It’s been nice running our own little school.”
He seemed cold but was a good person. …Maybe too good.
I found a doodle that I started like two months ago and here it is =)