Mignyan prompt entry, feb 2022. by nibbis234, literature
Mignyan prompt entry, feb 2022.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Well, I guess I’ll just do it myself then! Written by nibbis234 on Deviantart Featuring aito: https://toyhou.se/4063949.-aito-mignyan- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Frustrating- how utterly frustrating… and yet at the same time, quite melancholic. Aito was practically seething at the mouth as he checked his mailbox. Not a single letter- nor package. Nothing. He’d at least have expected something from his friends. Something small Even. seeing as he sent them all freshly picked roses from his garden. He really couldn't handle spending this year alone too, but alas. No matter how far back he reached his hands, there was nothing in his sad little mailbox… and so, with a pout across his lips, Aito dragged himself back into his home, lacking the pep in his step he had emerged with. A sadness etched into his face like no other.. Although, it did seem a tad, off. Aitos’ lacy shirt waved uselessly as his hooves clicked against the marble floors provided by his entryway, the
The art of a perfect picnic, DOTM prompt entry by nibbis234, literature
The art of a perfect picnic, DOTM prompt entry
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ by nibbis234 on Deviantart. Featuring: KON (https://toyhou.se/9626371.kon-dainty-) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Intro Slowly, Kon rose from his position of slumber- arms stretching above his head as striped bangs naturally flopped over his eyes, their blurry outlook on the world particularly strong at the moment, prompting him to shake his head until things cleared up. At least until he could shuffle out of his bed without hitting something. Hooves gently pressing into the carpeted floor of his bedroom, Kon slowly reached to his bedside table, grasping at a pair of dorky glasses that he usually only wore for reading. Frankly, Kon couldn't be bothered to put his contacts in at the moment, so they’d have to do for now. Once he could see his surroundings confidently, Kon grabbed at his phone- checking the date with a nervous little smile, speedy steps heading for the door soon after. Covering his pyjamas with a housecoat, Kon was off to the kitchen. Why the hurry