i've been outside a whole whole lot every day that it doesn't decide to drop back into the 30's (thankfully MOST of them rn), usually biking or running too. :(
i feel like a corpse. i'm creatively dead, nothing's making me happy or giving me satisfaction, and i don't know what to do because spring was supposed to be better. the year's really only just beginning but it feels like a lost cause. adulthood is just like this i guess!!!!
at least for me, when i’m writing in a universe based on/around an anime (or something western done in a more anime style, like RWBY), i will use an anime fc. describing someone as having ‘round, baby blue eyes’ means one thing on a real person, but can look totally different on an anime...
a PAINFULLY obvious lack of interest! people type in many different ways, and tone is hard to read in text form, but you can for the most part tell when someone just doesn’t care. it gets me the most when someone responds to MY interest check. did someone hold you at gunpoint and force you to dm...
at the very least, in my experience i have not seen the terms fxf/mxm used to refer to anything other than romantic plots! not to say that it's NEVER been done, just that i don't think it's at all typical. ship names didn't used to be quite as popular as they are now, so for example you got a...
girl i am so with you on the amino thing. :/ anyway, hi!! welcome! i'm koneko. i'm not sure what sort of stuff you're interested in writing, but if we've got interests that might intersect, feel free to dm me!
For a moment, she had her eyes slightly narrowed. Zoë didn't have any evidence that he was lying, and it wasn't as if she had any room to talk. After all, if he was hiding things, that would just make two of them. Curiosity was a powerful thing, but she wouldn't be so foolish to pry, especially...
Zoë nodded, paying what appeared to be a significant amount of attention. She wasn't the best listener by nature, but she was certainly good at storing information away. Knowing the basic rundown of the people training around her was for the best. "Hmm, kinda makes sense. Still, though, where's...
Zoë had to stifle a laugh, knowing that it would come out far too sharp and feminine to suit the person she was supposed to be. She took a long drink of water before she faced him again, deciding to at least afford him a shred of decency. "Yeah, you're right," she agreed, tone good-natured in...
Ah, right on the mark. Really, Zoë had only pieced together information from when Adrian had introduced himself. Disowning a kid didn't take that much work, just like adopting one didn't, but orphanages were under an obligation to keep children until they weren't children anymore. Therefore, she...
Zoë could not be more excited to be getting to the good part. She had been fine with stating her case, and had managed to be as inconspicuous as she needed to be, but this was where it was at: not worrying about anything and enjoying the fruits of her labor having gotten here at all, yet again...
Wasn't this place just a breath of fresh air? From the moment that she had gotten here, Zoë had practically been on cloud nine. What with the unnecessary shouting, it was a taste of home miles away. Alright, so maybe she wasn't having the time of her life so far. The amusement had worn off a...