ANNA KARENINA, 2012 | Aaron Taylor-Johnson as Alexei Vronsky

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ANNA KARENINA, 2012 | Aaron Taylor-Johnson as Alexei Vronsky

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I think I'm in love (again) - someone tell me I'm not crazy and that he really does look like ATJ in Anna Karenina
Stop scrolling for a moment and appreciate his beauty.
Bestie I had a thot
What about Alexei being so impatient after he’s been away for a while that he just flips your skirts up and starts eating you out because that man eats pussy well I just know it
NEED THIS MAN BAD!!
he would, and he would be. he's a service dom, everyone can argue with the wall. ✨😙
found these on pinterest and i need him
like WHO gave him the right???!
no man has ever looked hotter than atj in this movie particularly. idk WHAT it is.

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ANNA KARENINA (2012) dir. Joe Wright.
seriously love him — I’d definitely smoke with him.
The wind drifts over them, covering their footprints and their blood, the shapes of their bodies in the snow and the memory of every bullet they ever took for each other across all the lifetimes only one of them could remember. Soon there will be nothing left of either of them, but for a moment they are both still there. The world around them is still and silent and pristine white all the way to the horizon. A blank slate. For a moment, it’s just Rostova and Vronsky. And then just Vronsky.