Hi. I have 937 stories in my head at all times and zero organizational skills to present them properly.
My thoughts don’t walk. They sprint. They collide. They set things on fire.
When I try to explain an idea, it comes out like emotional spaghetti. But if you sit down and actually have a deep conversation with me? Suddenly I’m calm. Grounded. Weirdly insightful. People open up fast. I don’t know how that happens either.
I overthink everything. I romanticize pain. I analyze fictional characters like they owe me money.
And yes. I live. For. YAOI / BL.
Slow burn? Devotion? Psychological tension? Height difference? I am seated.
Welcome to my brain. It’s loud in here.
Ironically, I hate loud places and loud people.
and yes, I did the Cover and, yes i drew it myself.