𝐗𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐀, 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇. “ 𝑰 𝑻𝑶𝑶𝑲 𝑩𝑨𝑪𝑲 𝑾𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑰𝑺 𝑹𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑭𝑼𝑳𝑳𝒀 𝑶𝑼𝑹𝑺. ”
Jules of Nature
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Today's Document
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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One Nice Bug Per Day
DEAR READER
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2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
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Origami Around
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@xarentia
𝐗𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐀, 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇. “ 𝑰 𝑻𝑶𝑶𝑲 𝑩𝑨𝑪𝑲 𝑾𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑰𝑺 𝑹𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑭𝑼𝑳𝑳𝒀 𝑶𝑼𝑹𝑺. ”
Reminder that this is an archive and I’ve rebooted & revamped Tia.
Halestorm l Bad Romance
We all have someone we never speak of. Someone who meant so much, that even breathing their name makes your soul tremble with memories and pain.
Nikita Gill (via meanwhilepoetry)
Anna May Wong looking gorgeous in Travis Banton’s evening dress
Gelareh designs coats
Making necklaces based on WoW neck items.
well well well. if it isn’t my old friend, the dawning realization that i fucked up real bad
roleplaying.
31 DAYS OF MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURES // ↳ 7. Dragons
“My armor is like tenfold shields, my teeth are swords, my claws spears, the shock of my tail a thunderbolt, my wings a hurricane, and my breath death!” - J.R.R. Tolkien
luhan-ci:
Touch what is mine and I won’t even try to make your death look like an accident (◕‿◕✿)
I am: Alone, absolute, abomination. I am: Breath-taking, baleful, bitter. I am: Crystallized, crimson, cremated. I am: Darling, damned, dead.
I am. I was. I will be. (CNS)
There is smoke in your eyes from a fire that burned out years ago.
FRAGMENT II | h.t.r ( via ourfragilestars )
Loving a wild thing is like having a lion for a pet. You know it’s a creature of violence whose very nature and talent is murder; yet it lies down at your side and purrs for your touch alone.
(via theironkraken)