The fields, right there, and it brings back all those summer memories, all those times spent driving, driving, and the canola flowers set heart-stoppingly bright against a sky the colour of a propane flame.
if you’ve been sleeping on this fic, please don’t, it’s incredible good and real and heartwretching and cathartic, and the ending is great, so now is a good time to check it out because shit’s going down
➸ 07.12.2017 | I decided to try to combine a weekly spread with a habit tracker to help me get into a daily routine - and this was the result! The areas that are blocked off are times when I have work, but everything else is meant to have something going on. It’s been overcast all day so my lighting isn’t the best ; u ; but I’m looking forward to more productive days?
Since The Raven King comes out today, I wanted to post something special before I dive into the end. I’ve been wasting away months of my life drawing all the scenes for this video, and now it’s finally done. I hope you enjoy it!
I just wanna stay in the sun where I find Pieces of peace in the sun’s peace of mind I know it’s hard sometimes Yeah, I think about the end just way too much But it’s fun to fantasize On my enemies who wouldn’t wish who I was But it’s fun to fantasize
Oh, oh, I’m falling, so I’m taking my time on my ride
*Lyrics from Twenty one pilots - Ride
Gladiolus Amicitia, Ignis Scientia, Prompto Argentum & Noctis Lucis Caelum in the happy days before Altissia, Final Fantasy XV
NICK: We might as well be dead. Do you think death could possibly be a car? GRIF: No, no, no… Death is… not. Death isn’t. You take my meaning. Death is the ultimate negative. Not-being. You can’t not-be in a car. NICK: I’ve frequently not been in cars.
GRIF: No, no, no - what you’ve been is not in cars.
- @akitania (and tom stoppard)