Nice to meet you!
ddalgi_conan
@litolddalgi
Hi! I'm Conan! 👀
filo | 24 | him
once ❤︎ #twice #ot9
chaeyoung bias 🍓
multi-stan: mainly bts | itzy | bp | rv | exo | svt | etc.
moody soft enfp-t
understands english | filipino; and
a bit of japanese | korean | french
software engr++
My Favorites
I also like...
digital art | poetry | cooking | gaming | anime | wanderlust
Follow if:
first and foremost, you love TWICE OT9! ❤️
you want to see twice content (esp. Chaeyoung 🍓) and some other artsy stuff!
you're a stan of any k-pop group who just wants to hang out!
you just wanna be friends with me :)
Do not Interact with me if:
you're an anti of any group or any member, especially if you engage in fanwars
you're mainly NSFW account (let's keep the space healthy!)
you're under the age of 14 - worried some content might be a bit mature for you :(
you're racist/xenophobic and/or anti-lgbtqa+
Friendly reminder!
Don't forget to stream TWICE's latest title, Alcohol-Free, and listen to the full Taste of Love album!
My Digital Art
My Sketches
Wanderlust
Chef-ventures
dm me for my ign if you wanna play valo together!
My Poetry
I was once a bird in my lonely memory.
With my wings, I soared the clouds above.
I barely heard others chirping like me.
It was a day once again with little love.
The heat and cold; the wind and skyscrapers.
They kept me challenged throughout our course.
The wings I'm proud of are real lifesavers.
They helped me sweep through without remorse.
But each day, the current kept getting rougher.
The wings I'm proud of can now only help a little.
I was thrown off-course; and I had to suffer.
Accepting that my wings were, in fact, brittle.
The wind was still furious as I tried to recover.
The other birds took shelter until the calm.
After days and nights, it was finally over
but I am still broken, in a state of qualm.
They could not wait longer so again, they flew.
They headed to the sky without my presence.
They left me just a message to not feel blue.
How could I not color blue when feeling absence?
Thinking I'd heal faster, I wrapped myself up.
More bandages, more gauzes, and medications.
I easily forgot these things were just cover-up.
Then I looked back; and spurred were my emotions.
In my haste and suffering, both my legs burned.
An idea came to mind to jumpstart my freedom.
To touch the clouds is a feeling a yearned.
A feeling I had when the sky was my kingdom.
My legs dashed to a place nearest the sky
thinking that I already healed my broken wings.
Wrapped in this bandages, I tried to cry,
"The pain hurts! The pain stings!"
The burden I hid kept me out of motion.
I longed to run from all which I considered a lie.
And when it came to me that flight was an option,
...I flew, and in that instant, I ceased to fly.
If you're feeling down, I'm always here to listen to you.
Let's stay strong together!