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@notpuckconnolly
ocean beach
san francisco, CA
©cpleblow photography (2013)
(by Thanos Pal)| Ancona, Italy
Windswept
Puck: I’m cold
Sean: here’s my jacket
Gabe: I’m cold
Tommy:
Thanks everyone who had my back today. I am more upset at the thought I have acquired a new stalker vs. the humdrum transphobia in my inbox, as unhinged as it progressively got.
BUT in absolutely awesome news, an old Twitter pal found me on Facebook and is selling me these vintage garments -- LOOK AT THE HONSE BUTTONS!
misty
instagram - twitter - website
"he is slow, and the sea sings to us both, but he returns to me" is truly the steifvater line of all time forget dream me the world forget does any part of you look at the sky and hurt forget wake up fucknugget none of it matters anymore.
Please don't feed the horses! III
Blue black calligraphy ink on paper. The most recent piece in my carnivorous horses series. I really like how the grass almost looks like a wave and that the horse is more sinister in this version.
art history playlist moodboard – thisby vibes
i forgot to post this in November, but here's november's patreon postcard!!! Scorpio Races themed 🐎
*drums and bagpipes start playing in the distance*
Ah yes, almost time to reread The Scorpio Races
by David Baker
I say, "I will not be your weakness, Sean Kendrick."
Now he looks at me. He says, very softly, "It's late for that, Puck."
"It is the first day of November and so, today, someone will die."
The Nag