ashwinder: “My skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel.” from Tumblr https://leaiorganas.tumblr.com/post/190353155760
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ashwinder: “My skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to…
ashwinder: “My skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel.” from Tumblr https://leaiorganas.tumblr.com/post/190353155760
gffa:Star Wars Posters by GeorgeTownley
gffa: Star Wars Posters by GeorgeTownley from Tumblr https://leaiorganas.tumblr.com/post/190351859284
gffa:Star Wars Posters by GeorgeTownley
gffa: Star Wars Posters by GeorgeTownley from Tumblr https://leaiorganas.tumblr.com/post/190351859284
aowyn: aowyn’s fandom family – lalwen for monica @fingolfins…
aowyn: aowyn’s fandom family – lalwen for monica @fingolfins ❤ Írimë’s mother-name was Lalwendë or in shortened form Lalwen, and by this name she was generally known—laughing maiden. from Tumblr https://leaiorganas.tumblr.com/post/190350550630
aowyn: aowyn’s fandom family – lalwen for monica @fingolfins…
aowyn: aowyn’s fandom family – lalwen for monica @fingolfins ❤ Írimë’s mother-name was Lalwendë or in shortened form Lalwen, and by this name she was generally known—laughing maiden. from Tumblr https://leaiorganas.tumblr.com/post/190350550630
solovalker:i can make this right. (x)
solovalker: i can make this right. (x) from Tumblr https://leaiorganas.tumblr.com/post/190349223895
solovalker:i can make this right. (x)
solovalker: i can make this right. (x) from Tumblr https://leaiorganas.tumblr.com/post/190349223895
sirjohnsmythe: She stood by the tea-table in a light-coloured…
sirjohnsmythe: She stood by the tea-table in a light-coloured muslin gown, which had a good deal of pink about it. She looked as if she was not attending to the conversation, but solely busy with the tea-cups, among which her round ivory hands moved with pretty, noiseless, daintiness. She had a bracelet on one taper …
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sirjohnsmythe: She stood by the tea-table in a light-coloured…
sirjohnsmythe: She stood by the tea-table in a light-coloured muslin gown, which had a good deal of pink about it. She looked as if she was not attending to the conversation, but solely busy with the tea-cups, among which her round ivory hands moved with pretty, noiseless, daintiness. She had a bracelet on one taper …
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