Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
litwick is one of my favorites from b&w
Drawing is very serious stuff.
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FUCK YEAH !!
I JUST GOT MY NEW SCANNER!!!
I DEMAND A SPAM
… Mi cuarto es un chiquero y necesito limpiar un poquito antes de instalarlo y todo, PERO DUDE. YA SAQUÉ EL SEGUNDO CUADERNO AZUL, Para ver que cosas puedo escanear. [D8 Tiene resolucion bonita! Asi que es muy probable que mis acuarelas tmb salgan bien 8’D]
Sherlock Theme by ViolinistBaka :) all of her videos are awesome check out the dr who theme and gokudera theme!
“I won’t let my brother march into Jotunheim alone.”
#look at this #look at how sweet and innocent loki looks #he looks so YOUNG #right now #this whole ploy #was just to show odin how thor was unfit for the throne #he wasn’t doing it because he hates thor #he had no idea what would come to pass at jotunheim #he didn’t know thor would be exiled #he just wanted their dad to stop and think that maybe #just maybe #loki is the responsible child #the one capable of holding the throne #and then the frost giant grabbed his arm and everything went to hell #loki #thor #feels
Reblogging again because of these tags
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#Did he just RP with someone because I think he’s just become my most favourite celebrity ever.
hiddles is dabes
this is why hiddles is the greatest thing ever
avid:
Tom Hiddleston reading Shakespeare Sonnet 130
My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips’ red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask’d, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.
(Source: kamero-gomez)
avid:
Tom Hiddleston reading Shakespeare Sonnet 130
My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips’ red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask’d, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.
(Source: kamero-gomez)
