Long Last We Meet
twenty. college student. writer. fangirl. my blog is a crazy mess of fandoms and ships. spoiler alert. i seem to be missing my muse lately. if anyone finds it, please return it to me.
A Somali student, on what has surprised her most about the United States. (via africandogontheprairie)
I am finished.
quick sketch, maybe 10 minutes or so
sorry about little proper updates this week. school has been amazing, but exhausting. so whenever i actually have time to draw, I’m usually so bone tired that i just read fanfiction and fall asleep instead. My sketchbook however is filling up real quick, so whenever I have the chance I’ll post some more art soon.
this is my favourite version you cant stop me
youre right it is sad
because this is how it would’ve been from elsa’s perspective
no big sweeping and motivational orchestration to fill the silence and the mountains
nothing but the sound of her own voice and the wind
"I don’t even know what’s going on anymore… (-_-‘)" - Toshirou in Ep. 303