patron saint of switchblade fights
average 2022-23 mcr concert outfits:
gerard: something artfully and lovingly crafted to ooze sex appeal and mystery, not quite a costume but never not camp, looking at them for too long will make you so horny you die
frank: nikes his sugar daddy bought him
ray: t-shirt a fan made him 40 years ago that frames his boobs like a painting
mikey: shirt with his own name on it
joan gerard i drew like 2 years ago while i um while i process the last show
Come in, babe Across these purple fields The sun has sunk behind you Across these purple fields Winter Solstice Sunrise - Android Jones, 2015
[Image description: a digital drawing of the sun rising over a snowy field. The sun is drawn very brightly, and in detail. There are some thin, spindly trees and brush that the sun is shining through; the trees' shadows are cast on the snow. The cloudy sky is a mix of light blue, dark blue, and orange. End description.]
“Ninth was my name,” said the new arrival. “Ninth was my hearth, and my homeland. Here have I come at your calling. None may return from the River unless he be bidden by blood-rite; tell me, why have I been drawn here?”
FUCK YES MATTHIAS NONIUS
If what you feel is new, That's just first bloom (Who are you? Where are you growing to?) As you inch towards the clues Bless whatever brings you here and to...
this started off as a quick companion sketch for my Nona (& Friends) playlist, but of course became something much more involved. If she'd had a portable tape player, I feel like Nona might have taken some moments to relax like this.
(fanart for the book Nona the Ninth, from Tamsyn Muir's The Locked Tomb series)
ive been so so obsessed with transistor lately so i figured i might as well combine my two current favorite things into one, sadder favorite thing
+ camerata lyctors because i wanted to (dont ask where g1deon is. he's off doing something mysterious)
the reincarnated amnesiac demigoddess trapped in the body of a lobotomized 19 year old is down horrendous for your ass what do you do
I saw a post saying that Boromir looked too scruffy in FotR for a Captain of Gondor, and I tried to move on, but I’m hyperfixating. Has anyone ever solo backpacked? I have. By the end, not only did I look like shit, but by day two I was talking to myself. On another occasion I did fourteen days’ backcountry as the lone woman in a group of twelve men, no showers, no deodorant, and brother, by the end of that we were all EXTREMELY feral. You think we looked like heirs to the throne of anywhere? We were thirteen wolverines in ripstop.
My boy Boromir? Spent FOUR MONTHS in the wilderness! Alone! No roads! High floods! His horse died! I’m amazed he showed up to Imladris wearing clothes, let alone with a decent haircut. I’m fully convinced that he left Gondor looking like Richard Sharpe being presented to the Prince Regent in 1813
*electric guitar riff*
And then rocked up to Imladris a hundred ten days later like
Some people have been wondering about the raccoon. Listen. Listennn. Don't ask about the raccoon.