#taigais

[lenokka-blog]

                                @taigais.

‘ A place to stay for a while? Well, you can stay with me at my place for a while if you’d like, miss! We have lots of room, and most of my friends are out on a mission... ’ How odd for a woman like her to be traveling alone like this. He couldn’t leave her alone like this, now could he? Ah, perhaps he would spare some money when she left on top of it... Just to be safe.

[terrorscarred-archive-blog]

@taigais | starter call.

          ‘ your BEST option is to           turn around & find another           route. ‘

ah, yes -- listen to the giant man who blends into the shadows around; he’s SANE. 

[teavier-archived-blog]

-- alt! --

“ Send me “alt!” and I’ll introduce you to a character I’ve rped in the past, want to play in the future or are currently playing somewhere else! ”, ( accepting ! )

WORICK ARCANGELO, (GANGSTA.).

                                                       it’s fine to fall. just once in a while.                                           in the end someone has to catch you…                                 right?

“ y’know…i’ve been thinking…i should run my own show. like oprah. but more…ergastulum. i could talk all about my glorious lifestyle… (that time– no… when–… mmm…i’ll get back to you on that one) and the luxuries i have as a resident of this lovely city. like that doctor of ours. doc theo… yeah; you’d like him…he acts like a big, scary monster, but he’s really a teddy bear. ask nina, she’ll prove it… or maybe that’s nic i’m talking about. 

but definitely…definitely, ergastulum is a nice place. the sky is especially pretty today. beautiful actually. if only it wasn’t getting me…all…wet like this. oh, yeah. it’s raining. but what’s this red stuff. nic must’ve…he must’ve…done something. what did he do…he…he…–he?  

you know, it’s your fault, interviewer-chan, for being so pretty that i can’t think right…i’m sorry– just…i need a minute. 

i’ll just close my eyes…for a second. ”

[teavier-archived-blog]

@taigais​,  ( starter call ! )

picking a ‘blossomed’ white dandelion from the ground--or a glorified weed--violet approached the person he had yet to know, golden and orange tail flowing behind him in the heavy winds. wings of a different sort rested between his shoulders, wings with bones made of wood and bonded together with glue. 

he had taken a liking to the city he was staying in; all the people he had met were so especially kind--or...to him, more accurately speaking. it reminded him of florence...only far more...urban? (it was something ‘in the air’--dandelion seed heads perhaps.)

outstretched between nimble fingers the same colour as the cotton-like buds, he offered it to the young woman. “miss? if you fly a kite with me today, i’ll give you this flower?” his tone uplifted in the end, signifying his question, and expectant and wide florentine irises looked to her with excitement.

[steuernus-blog]

🎤 wink

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[tsuyachou-archive-blog]

-- 5 & 16 --

describe your oc  | ACCEPTING

5. their shortcomings

most often than not, hana struggles to talk out her problems. she will let it fester and substantially grow that it will one day either she completely breaks down or she takes it to her grave. she doesn’t like exposing anything personal about herself. the common questions such as favorites, dislikes, etc. are fine. but, anything that pokes her internal struggles, then she will clamp down faster than a bull racing for its prey. 

16. their dreams

it was a simple dream. her first: to become an idol. okay, maybe it wasn’t simple, but to hana  who watched artists and bands perform in popular shows was awe inspiring. she never grew out it, really. life force her to face the reality that it was a dream and she should hope for more attainable goals. but, she never ended hoping that maybe someday her first dream will come true.