#vol. 1

[halloween-sweets]

[alienorchids]

DIR EN GREY 'TOUR22 PHALARIS -Vol. I-' artist portriats

2022

[flowers-of-buffoonery]

never never NEVER over dazai happily announcing that he's decided atsushi will join the agency and three out of four members going 😐🤨😦. and then there's ranpo

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[thepersonalwords]

We don't seek anyone out. We just wait and hope that people who want the same things come along.

Jonathan Luna, Alex + Ada, Vol. 1

[2001hz]

Vivienne Westwood Jewelry Showcase in Rococo Magazine vol.1 (2004)

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[plutonicbees]

oh noooo you have to have super cool awesome t4t sex with me so that they don't virgin sacrifice me on the altar tomorrow

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

The Traveling Wilburys - End Of The Line

[basicallyanotherwitchesthing]

Matrix (for She of the New Aeon) - Vol. 1, Charmian pub., Spring 1970 (edited by Idell aka Idell Rose Tarlow; cover poto by Aya)

[slaughter-books]

Day 25: JOMPBPC: Grateful

I'm grateful for diverse graphic novels! 💚

[tha-wrecka-stow]

[flowers-of-buffoonery]

fellas is it gay to look at your prey like that

[greenqueenhightower]

Alicole Headcanons, Vol 1:

@redrosesandcharmingsouls and I have been discussing WAY TOO MANY alicole headcanons and we thought they needed their proper post/ small fic, so if you like this kind of thing keep reading (+ add yours in the tag #alicoleheadcanons 💚🗡️)

Criston Takes Alicent for Midnight Swordfighting Lessons:

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This one takes place just a while after the incident at Driftmark. Aemond has been maimed and Alicent is very insecure and worried about the safety of her children and her ability to protect them. She does not confess her fears of course, but one day when she is lost in her thoughts she lets slip that "I am not even a dragon rider... what am I doing here?" Criston senses her fears and sends a maid to wake her up one night. Alicent complies, exiting her chambers worried that something serious has happened. She finds Criston in the arena, dressed in his armor, the armor she had personally engraved for him (this is a separate headcanon!).

"What's wrong?" she asks.

"You're going to learn how to swordfight," he grins.

"This is so dumb, Ser Criston. I am going back to my chambers," she replies affirmingly and turns her head to reach for the torch on the wall.

Criston throws the sword at her.

"Fight me!"

Alicent is startled as she catches the sword with both hands. She is intrigued by its weight pulling her down. She had never swung a knight's sword before... never thought it was so heavy. She marvels at its well-polished blade where her features are reflected in the candlelight.

CLANG!

Alicent launches an attack which Criston dodges successfully.

"Try again my Queen," he states determinedly, "Your eyes on me this time."

Alicent looks at the blade again. It is sparkling, sharp, and pure; like a sacred promise she can trust, it seems to guarantee that it will not disappoint her. She locks eyes with Criston. He holds his blade up, ready to defend. She swings the sword in Criston's direction once more.

CLANG!

Criston has to swerve and dodge the blade. He seems genuinely surprised.

"Well done, my Queen!"

This effortful exertion has left Alicent panting and crouching on the floor. She slowly gets up, sword in hand, marveling at the extent of its power. She gives Ser Criston a little smile.

"Your turn this time."

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