For the sake of this blog, I'm Kizyt. She/her. Please no nicknames, Kizyt is already short enough. I'm an adult (20+) with a CDD and no "do not interact," this blog is SFW.
Note for those in nicher Tumblr subcultures: this is my main blog. If I've followed you here, I likely have a relevant sideblog. I don't post here often, and I don't link this blog on any of my sideblogs. You can ask directly if you're curious.
#nav - pinned posts, credit for images I use in dividers or my current icon, etc.
#na rb - reblogs without anything added by myself. May still have commentary tags.
#a rb - reblogs where I've added something in the body.
#kzt thing - with "thing" being [T (text), W (writing), I (illustration), S (sound), M (misc)]. Only used for my original posts. (I'm no author, so T is just textposts.)
#t: thing - with "thing" being a story or other topic's name, where applicable.
#c: thing - with "thing" being a character's name, where applicable. May include story's name in parentheses for disambiguation.
Some topic tags are unintuitive. Listed below.
#t: and - plurality, systems, collectives, etc. There is very little way to conveniently refer to every personal term at once.
#t: not elaborating - posts that remind me of my primary (fictive) source. I do not discuss it by name here, and do not plan to. I will accept private questions about it if we're close, but this tag is mostly for my own amusement.
I am good. I have been singing and working and singing and caring for a kitten. You should come hear me sing again. Except drag Kendal and Faith out and actually eat dinner and only come in time to see my last set.
You got a kitten? I love cats! What’s it’s name? Why only the last set? :(
I'm sorry for last night. I'm not mad at you, I swear. You didn't have any reason to tell me or to not go we went on one date and I'm not that person. I shouldn't have sent you those messages, I actually shouldn't have done a lot of things last night. I was upset at Faith for not telling me what happened, I am upset with her... but I'm not actually mad at you. I hope you can forgive me and my drunken bad decisions.
Of course I can forgive you, Rachel. I know how people act when they get drunk. I mean, Sebastian is my brother, after all.