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kyle-marffin:

Dark-Winged Angels: Roberto Ferri

Sumptuous oil paintings by Taranto, Italy romantic painter Roberto Ferri (b. 1978), modern master of his own Baroque revival, who some call Caravaggio’s heir. Who am I to argue?

We often see Ferri’s Lucifero posted here and at other blogs (the fifth image down). No idea why I hadn’t previously taken the time to look up more of this painter’s work. Gorgeous, one and all. But be they good or bad, why, we must wonder, are all of the angels’ wings dark?

leaguesenpai:

[11:16] Miguelish: chas i reblogged a bunny for you
its really cute

roxxanne-blood:

mercy-be-thy-name:

Okay, I has arrived. Who wants to plot?

-raises hand-

:D LETS DO EET

tags: #roxxanneblood

sixpenceee:

"My aunt who is battling breast cancer entered a costume as Mr.Clean and obviously won. (Source)

Okay, I has arrived. Who wants to plot?

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Red wine touches my lips and makes me forget all your untrue promises.
—unwritten madness (via sullied-dark-slayer)
Send me a † if you’ve ever wanted our muses to bang!

nonamenotheralias:

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pester my muse. you have permission to flirt, be annoying, or do anything really. just bother them and drive them crazy.

nozomixkujo:

bonus points for details :D

reblogkarma:

  • "Stop yelling at me!"
  • "I don’t want to be in love with you."
  • "I just wasn’t thinking."
  • "You’re just as useless as you look."
  • "I cheated on you."
  • "Who did that to you?"
  • "You’re messed up."
  • "Stop struggling!"
  • "How could you do this to me?"
  • "You mean the world to me, don’t…
Send “My what a beautiful mouth you have” for my muse’s reaction to your muse randomly running a finger seductively over mine’s lips.

memesforu:

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Send “My what a beautiful mouth you have” for my muse’s reaction to your muse randomly running a finger seductively over mine’s lips.

memesforu:

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Sitting under the stars on a cool night with my bestie and listening to his shortwave radio with him.

tags: #:D
loudxmute ASKED →


he's writing a message in the ground with a long stick. -Padre, I give information of a ghoul infestation somewhere near Italy.-

loudxmute:

mercy-be-thy-name:

Looks down and reads the message, then looks at the silent man. He must be mute, that explains much. “Where a’h exa’ly?”

-Village. Eighteen miles west of Italy. -

-Though I guess the nuns and priests have killed them already…-

Thinking about this for a second, he pulled a notepad and a own out of his robes and offered them forward to the strange male. “Woul’ these ma’e this easier fer ye?”

loudxmute ASKED →


he's writing a message in the ground with a long stick. -Padre, I give information of a ghoul infestation somewhere near Italy.-

Looks down and reads the message, then looks at the silent man. He must be mute, that explains much. “Where a’h exa’ly?”