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Date the man who easily flows between boundaries, in and out of the earth. In one moment, he couldn’t be anything other than human. The next, he sits lifeless on the ground, as cold and untouchable as a stone. He cultivates these disparities between him and humans. Date the man who can sense the earth’s heartbeat. In each step he takes he feels every minuscule tremor and twitch, every footstep, every sense of shock. He can feel and play the life around him like a chessmaster. Date the statuesque man. His skin is as smooth as marble and his eyes pierce like diamond. With a modest sway in his hips and lips slightly parted, his beauty strikes almost all who pass him by. When you first encounter him, you’ll be uncertain whether he’s a man at all. Date the man who draws you to him. It begins as a momentary twitch in your eye, a glance one naturally makes to catch a moving form. It escalates to a softly held gaze as he surveys the land around you, a momentary brush of fingertips as you walk past him. Soon the feeling will to tug at you, build until you crash and tumble into his arms. Date the man who can create and destroy. Whether it be a human life, a tree, a building, he can send it tumbling down without another thought. But when it’s you, when you crumble apart, he’ll gather your broken pieces and put you back together. Date the man whose rocky exterior conceals a heart of gold.

quick doodle i did of me n @du-buk,, we’re ghoulmates……….,,,,.

Soft&wet have shrek's ears

SERIS＠ヒゲ天使 on Twitter

“SBR マジェント・マジェント 完成しました！ 石粉粘土 フルスクラッチ #ジョジョ #自作フィギュア”

Cool custom Magenta Magenta statue at twitter.com/higetenshi.  fwiw they’ve also posted lots of work-in-progress process shots.

You can’t not like this outfit at least a little bit.

This is my absolute favorite Jonathan outfit

This hurts me in ways I can’t express properly.

Doot Doot

I was wrong to not believe it.

I had a dream where Dio was a yellow train with that hair of his and a face. Not even a Thomas the Tank Engine-esque design, he was one of those modern, squarish trains with a giant face just on the front of it and that radical hair of his. Now I really want to see that drawn, if you please.

Whenever people say college has gone downhill in modern times, just remember my grandfather had a statistics teacher named Professor Ogg who wore the same chalk-stained coat and jacket each day and refused to give ‘A’s.

Buccellati: Why are we stopped?

Giorno: The light's red.

Buccellati: THERE ARE NO RED LIGHTS IN A CAR CHASE!