A DREAM IS A WISH ;

what about “i’d live for you” romances? what about “i never thought i’d be worth the work it would take to piece myself together”?

feel free to change pronouns, wording, etc. as needed!

“ the pepper is hiding. i didn’t know that peppers could hide.”

“ it’s good that you know these things.”

“ it’s missing you dearly, i think.”

“ it’s just stupid to try.”

“ it’s no problem. no problem.”

“ no, i just had an, ahem… pole… in the car…”

“ i knew you’d ask what it was.”

“ you don’t need to have that much wind on.”

“ it just takes a little more time.”

“ that’s what the work environment doesn’t accept: that some people need more time.”

“ not everyone has that speed. not even the young.”

“ you’ll get sick quick from stress.”

“ what are we doing here?”

“ do we need to stress this fucking much?”

“ we managed before, too.”

“ i can see pretty far.”

“ that went well.”

“ it has big cows. oh, they’re out eating grass now, i see.”

“ you never know with these kids.”

“ yeah, i’m a little here and there.”

“ then i gotta plan ahead a bit.”

“ i usually tend to disappear soon.”

“ i promise.”

“ it tends to happen around here, too, someplace.”

“ that was odd.”

“ no, i said odd. that means strange.”

“ are you there?”

“ it’s not that much snow there now.”

“ there’s something weird about that.”

“ the mail is red.”

“ i’m standing in the road. well, not PHYSICALLY in the road, but…”

“ that’s not any fun.”

“ i fucking don’t remember where i bought it.”

“ sorry!” [starts laughing]

“ what did you say again?”

“ mild and soft. yeah, soft and mild.”

[hums to self]

“ now i’m inside.”

“ a reindeer-giraffe… no, a reindeer, a giraffe, and a pink bunny.”

“ ‘my god’ my ass.”

“ that’s just how it is.”

“ you’re weird.”

“ my god, i mean… i thought it was just the chocolate they put weird things in.”

“ i got the door in my arm.”

“ too bad i didn’t bring a basket.”

“ it’s too late now.”

“ what’s done is done.”

“ then all that’s left to do is just stand and wait patiently.”

“ i gotta find that famous number.”

“ does that sound familiar?”

“ i’m just focused on people not getting up in my face.”

“ lalalalala.”

“ what’re you doing?”

“ it’s so much fun to stand in line.”

“ it’s probably very fun to wait, too.”

“ it’s not my fault.”

“ now i’m walking past the giraffes again.”

“ can’t you just fly out? no, don’t fly out.”

“ that door was hot.”

“ don’t fly in front of me and irritate me… or distract me, or something.”

“ i’m not stopping for fun.”

hey guys, long time no see. i just wanted to pop on and make a post letting you guys know that since the callout, i’ve been taking time away from tumblr to reflect on myself and who i am as a person, especially in regards to the contents of said callout. i’ve got nothing to hide from it — i’m not trying to run from it with my silence, especially given that the original reason i aged both so.ra and ri.ku up to 18/19 was because i didn’t agree with the timeline in k.h, not for nsfw reasons — though, obviously, that content was written eventually, otherwise this wouldn’t be a discussion. instead i’ve been using it, as stated previously, that i’ve been using it to re-evaluate who i am, what i want to write, where the line is drawn with what i write, etcetera. the content that’s found in the callout is no longer going to be written by myself going forward. if my blog has an 18+ following policy, then that should apply to the content that i write, and whether or not i’ve aged them up due to timeline discrepancies, they aren’t 18+ in their source material, and going forward if i choose to continue to write them, it will not be in that context. if you would like to block me, or meant to and didn’t realize that i was still here, then…hi, here’s your reminder, i certainly don’t blame you for it.