omg girl good news! ive escaped my enclosure and am on my way to your house <3 :)
My sleep schedule is so fucked-
I woke up at 6 AM I didn’t mean to sleep all night;;
Okay, uhhh I! Am gonna lay down for a bit and then try and get some rest!
Feel free to shoot me an ask with a word or prompt, and I’ll write a lil drabble with/about it with me and an f/o!
If I was supposed to like. Discuss something about something with anyone who sees this, feel free to shoot me a DM or ask or something reminding me-
I’m genuinely so bad at remembering stuff rn bc my brain’s all funky as it adjusts to my meds, I’m so sorry-
…I have a feeling I’m forgetting an interaction I was supposed to have with someone-
Egh. I’ve been dealing with an on-and-off stomachache and headache all day. Not fun not fun..
Hgnghggnhggh when my pre-orders are paid for y’all best be ready for my many Taichi commissions I’m gonna get-
You guys know those lil drabbles that imagines blogs post when people send in prompt words or whatever?
I wanna do those-
Ehhhh nevermind-
…tracing is okay for practice-
Am I going to go through Pinterest to try and find art refs bc I really wanna doodle myself kissing Taichi?
Maybe-
you find some pretty weird stuff if you go deep enough on craigslist
collab with @iloe
[ID: mock-up craigslist ad titled “pair of wings - gently used,” with a timestamp of “posted: many years ago.” the ad contains an image of a pair of large, multi-layered, yellow, tan, and cream colored wings. the listing information for the wings reads, “i slept with an angel and when he left he let me keep his wings. they don’t really go with my wall decorations. it’s been years and its time to let them go. there is a small chance he will come looking for his wings again. if he appears on your doorstep, please give them back! he has been walking for a long time. shipping is free. do not contact me with unsolicited offers. post id: lover. updated: a long time ago.” /end ID]
*fixates on Kuja bc his charm shipped*
*immediately fixates back on Taichi after an hour bc wan kissy*
i love fantasizing about a character that i know is more likely a fleeting crush than they are an actual F/O… this is the self ship equivalent to a one night rendezvous with a stranger, meeting by chance encounter, wandering the city and confessing your deepest secrets to each other with the comfort of no expectations knowing that come morning you’ll part ways and you’ll live your lives separately but you’ll probably think back to them fondly when it gets late and you get tired… this is my before sunrise
All Indrids know is drink Monsters and yearn over Taichi Nanao-