

Some nights, when everything’s quiet and Moka’s curled up at my feet, I sit at my desk, controller in one hand and sketchbook in the other. 🎮🖌️ I bounce between Overwatch matches and little drawings — half-finished roses, messy self-portraits, maybe a naughty doodle or two 😇
It’s in those quiet, glowing hours I feel most like me — playful, a little chaotic, but full of fire. Music low, candles lit, wearing just my oversized anime tee and thigh-high socks, forgetting the world outside. 💫
I used to be scared to share this side… the nerdy girl who talks to her plushies and moans when she stretches too far. But now? I love that you’re here for it. That you like me messy, dreamy, and craving connection. You see me — gamer, artist, brat, lover — all wrapped in one little body. 💖
So tonight, come sit with me. Let’s pretend we’re alone in my little den of chaos and warmth. What would you do first?