#rmeisel

[gretchenzellerbarnes]

he touches you exactly how he used to as if nothing has ever happened, as if he’s not just guilty conscience and a bit of tangible smoke

[davidstirlings]

Aesthetic Edits | #23 Marvel | Matt Murdock/Daredevil

[twofacedharveydent]

In every light lies horror, just as in every dark lies hope. - r.m

We Were Born Sick Series

• We Were Born Sick • Wasteland • Devil’s Playground

[anarsthvtic]

they don't shoot us anymore they're too scared that the day blood falls on the pavement we'll take arms once again and win they don't shoot us anymore but they kill us all the same they kill factory workers in their factory job, in their unemployment, in their retirement they kill women and their children and migrants in their boats and workers of all the world together under the same banner, the same gravestone, together inside the same coffin they don't shoot us anymore but they kill everything we ever stood for everything we ever believed in they kill our ability to fight back, they even take our death from us take our martyrs away, take our memories they take our brains and our books and our philosophers and free-thinkers they take the prisons they rot into and the words they left us they don't shoot us anymore but they have killed us a long time ago when they took university and the votes and the weapons when they pictured themselves victorious of a war we were the ones to fight in a time when they still shot us

decades of revolutions failed | e.d

[barricadeofnargles]

Had to repost this James Potter/Regulus black edit I made a while back. Thanks to @ibuzoo who’s totally why I got into making aesthetics. I hope you like it!

[primordialnyx]

This is your funeral.

[uzuomaki]

For @ibuzoo @rmeisel because i really love your writings and edits and they are so beautiful it makes my heart aches. Inspired from: 

Confession: I always loved the way your freckles spelled I love you over your cheeks like gasoline spit and sparks that danced in different shades of red and orange and pink and yellow just before the flame sets. When I see your face I see a goddess staring back at me, stars alive in your eyes and the warmth of a golden autumn day spilling between your eyelashes. I see peace in the soft lines of your cheeks when the world tries to beat you down. I see your cocky exuberance of youth but most importantly I see home. I see forever. I see eternity.

- Starshaping | r.m upcoming in Fragments

[tartts]

“A car crash in its most exquisite form. The aftermath is typical.”

--Ramona Meisel, Fragments