Jensen Ackles 1997 + 2014
Wacom Intuos Pen&TouchPhotoshop CS2, about 25 hours.
Alec thought of his bedroom back at the Institute, of being in a delirium of pain and poison when Magnus had come in. He had barely recognized him. He was fairly sure he’d been screaming for his parents, for Jace, for Izzy, but his voice would only come out on a whisper. He remembered Magnus’ hands on him, his fingers cool and gentle. He remembered the death-grip he’d kept on Magnus’ wrist, for hours and hours, even after the pain had passed and he knew he would be all right. He remembered watching Magnus’ face in the light of the rising sun, the gold of sunrise sparking gold out of his eyes, and thinking how oddly beautiful he was, with his cat’s gaze and grace.
More old pictures from the Livejournal days that I am putting here for Tumblers who haven’t seen!
I think all of these are LJ ones.. sorry if I am reposting some :(
WHAT DOES CAS KNOW ABOUT GUINEA PIGS THAT WE DON’T
You don’t have to be alone again.
I won’t be.
|—||Karen Marie Moning (via tywin)|