danielodowd:

F1070019 by timo-mp on Flickr.

danielodowd:

F1070019 by timo-mp on Flickr.

fripperiesandfobs:

Afternoon dress ca. 1902

From Whitaker Auctions

(Source: supernaturaldaily)

clinglikeivy:

maybe before you text message dump your gf, make sure she isn’t currently in mourning?????

also probably don’t give her shit for mental health issues she literally has no control over

basically just don’t be a fucking pos

also probably check that she didn’t break up with you, like, a month ago??????

maybe before you text message dump your gf, make sure she isn’t currently in mourning?????

also probably don’t give her shit for mental health issues she literally has no control over

basically just don’t be a fucking pos

fairytalemood:

Cinderella illustrated by Nicoletta Ceccoli

fleurdulys:

Blossom Time - Charles Edward Georges
1900

fleurdulys:

Blossom Time - Charles Edward Georges

1900

louisezhang:

BUG FAT 2013Acrylic, oil, enamel and resin on birch wood50 x 50cm

louisezhang:

BUG FAT 2013
Acrylic, oil, enamel and resin on birch wood
50 x 50cm

hashimotocontemporary:

Work in progress by Erik Jones. Join us Saturday, July 5th for Erik’s debut solo show, the artist will be in attendance.

hashimotocontemporary:

Work in progress by Erik Jones. Join us Saturday, July 5th for Erik’s debut solo show, the artist will be in attendance.

captaindwreck:

The edge of the canvas // The pallete of colors after the painting

arquerio:

. by Miss Julia Jones on Flickr.

arquerio:

. by Miss Julia Jones on Flickr.

marthajefferson:

thewritersramblings:

AU Sherlock Holmes

Eva Green as S. Holmes
Kelly Reilly as J. Watson
Natalie Dormer as J. Moriarty

1888, Jack the Ripper terrorizes the streets of London. Scotland Yard, desperate to catch the killer, reluctantly consults with the infamous detective, Sherlocke Holmes and her stalwart colleague, the pioneering doctor, Joanna Watson. Sherlocke delves into the underbelly of London, and her curiosity is ignited when she discovers that the Ripper may not be a serial killer at all, but merely the servant of a greater master. 

Everywhere Sherlocke turns, the name ‘Moriarty' whispers through the blood-soaked streets. She soon becomes embroiled in a cat-and-mouse game with the mysterious entity that is Moriarty, a game that may end up costing not only the soul of London itself, but also her own.    
[summary by Ari]

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deadendfury:

weloveshortvideos:

Whachu know bout me

Vine by Wyn Wiley

black dude on the right is rly feeling himself bless