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don't forget don't forget don't forget don't forget don't

#stringalink art #deltarune spoilers #the hometown scene intentionally looks a little different here #i imagine sans' mind will latch on to certain things #the streamers #the grass #the forget me not flowers #until it all blurs into one #deltarune chapter 5 #sans undertale #sans #undertale #undertale art #deltarune #deltarune fanart #undertale fanart #utdr fanart #utdr #ut fanart #deltarune now

Me for the millionth time: Katniss Everdeen is a sweet reserved girl whose impression of herself as selfish and mean is not accurate to her actions.

#the hunger games #katniss everdeen #there are so many small mentions of her being an absolute angel #the geese #the grass #her immediately apologizing to Finnick #her donating food #I would die for her #mine

The Sephiroth/Patron Librarians (And Roland)

Sorry Carmen and the Tiphereth are out of order, I'm on my phone instead of my tablet since the wifi has been a bitch (storms) and Tumblr on my phone is also a bitch sometimes so

Also sorry if anything is blurry/bad looking I was running out of steam by the time I hit Yesod

@definitelynotdistorter please refrain from reblogging this one I'll post a different one with just Kali and Carmen that you can reblog

Mmmmm looms

Brought to you by: The grass

#g/t #gt #giant/tiny #art #looms #looming #angst #fearplay #the grass

The fields I. Every day, we wake into the same dust, the same bread crust, the same little cough in the throat— and yet the hours push, and we obey. The street is wet. A pigeon, neck shimmering green, pecks at a cigarette filter. Meaningless, all of it, but how beautiful— the curve of its wings when it startles. I walk past the butcher shop, the open sewer, the newspaper stand full of dying headlines. They mean nothing. But the stray dog curled in the corner— its chest rising, falling— this is everything. II. Beyond the town, the meadows breathe in fog. Cows stand, motionless, chewing their circles of eternity. Their eyes are black wells— bottomless, calm. The grass bends and straightens, bends and straightens, without reason. Time itself is just this: slow mouths, green silence, wind brushing over fur. I sit down in the weeds and feel nothing— which is to say, I feel alive. III. We survive because the air insists. We eat because the body refuses not to. There is no reason, only continuation. The ants know this, the sparrows know this, the moss on a fencepost knows this. And the cows too— patient in their endless chewing, not asking, not searching, simply living. a lesson too simple for us to learn. Every life, a wound against silence. Every wound, a small flower opening in the ruins of necessity. And so I walk. The day will be empty. The day will be full. The same thing. The Shameless poems

#photography #lforlimbo #poetry #the fields #the grass #the animals #nature is the only true artist #the shameless poems #my stupid english poems #the cows

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