#to rome with love

[allthedesiredusernamesaretaken]

[john-forsythe]

Magazine clippings of John in various TV shows. Clockwise from top left: Bachelor Father with Noreen Corcoran; To Rome with Love with Joyce Menges; on the Peter Alexander Show; and in the TV movie, On Fire.

[mymoviemania-coffee]

To Rome with Love (2012)

[heartbreakfeelsgoodinablog]

Romance! Adventure! Hilarity! Italy!

[cryptocism]

"just as I did, in 1983."

you'd never know my favourite parts of the show are the fucked up insane bits when my first instinct is to draw the cheesiest thing imaginable

[en-lop-ter]

[songfulgravedigger]

et tu?

[tampire]

Lara scares and kicks Pierre and Larson

[mer-se]

Isabella stewart gardner museum

(yesterday was a perfect day. 🖤)

[marfian]

Entering Tumblr today

[pellazg]

If she on tumblr , she a keeper.

[lovemedown]

ROME FYLNN With Love (2021-) 

[john-forsythe]

John, Joyce Menges, and Susan Neher in To Rome with Love.

[tsuutarr]

Lately, you’ve been hearing hollow thudding noises throughout your house. It’s an empty noise that echoes throughout your walls, making you feel paranoid. You can’t help it, though – the sound is making you go insane. 

You dig through all of your rooms, but you don’t come close to finding out what’s causing the odd noise. You can’t even tell what the sound is, in fact – just that it’s a rhythmic sound that seems to constantly beat as if your house is alive.

But that’s a silly thought – how can a house be alive?

But then, just what is that noise? It’s ruining your life, making you unable to function normally. You don’t even remember when the last time you’ve properly slept is. You’re pretty sure you’ve been awake for days.

Maybe that’s why you hallucinate an odd looking platter on your table in the middle of the night. Maybe that’s why you reach out, lifting the silver dome-shaped lid off of the platter. Maybe that’s why you see a heart on the platter that seems to still be beating.

With wide, horrified eyes, you drop the lid onto the floor, feet stumbling backwards. You don’t get very far, though, as ghostly arms wrap around your waist.

“D’you like it?” the voice asks, too light to belong to a living being. “It’s my heart – I found it just for you!”

[lucky-fy]

For the Laicion nation (aka, me and three other people)

I had this illustration commissioned (a big thank you to @lunehowls) for my werewolf AU Laicion fic (still a WIP).

The general pitch is as follows :

AU in which Laios never got to meet his sister again, putting his life on a whole other path, a more desperate one. A military deserter with barely a coin to his name, Laios hitches a ride on a boat to one of the elven continents, where he learns about magical tattoos that binds one’s soul to a wolf’s, effectively making them artificial werewolves. Illegal magic be damned, this feels like the answer to… everything.

In the process, he learns about the existence of an illegal fighting ring in one of the elven cities, where beastmen gladiators gather. Freshly tattooed and without anywhere else to go to, Laios decides to head there, where he meets Lycion, an elf and artificial werewolf gladiator. If they first bond over a simple shared meal, by spending time together (sharing the same room in the barracks, maybe the same bed? gasp) they find that they have a lot in common, notably a shared distaste for the body they were born in, a dysphoria partially remedied by becoming a werewolf.

They bond :)

NB: I commissioned another piece, go take a look :D

[mihran12]

Rome, Italy 🇮🇹❤️ 📍 Colosseo, Roma - Italia