pandella #3237
panda | pan
17 | Sept. 13
filipino-american
writer | poet | infj
hey! i go by pan. i'm a poet/writer and a complete weeb. i love talking about books, anime, and manga. currently working on a novel right now. check out my links :)
interest
i have a tendency to start series but fall short on finishing them, and as for music and games i listen to/play whatever i'm in the mood for. i'm always open to recommendations though! as long if i have time to follow through
| books: brave new world, dante's inferno, everything i never told you, night sky with exit wounds, life of pi, on earth we're briefly gorgeous, six of crows, soft science, & more |
| anime: aot, ass. class, bnha, devilman crybaby, haikyuu, hxh, jjk, kny, silent voice, studio ghibli, tbhk, tpn, toradora, violet evergarden, & more |
| manga: blue flag, blue period, bnha, goodnight punpun, jjk, spy x family, tpn, tbhk, tower of god & more |
| music: ariana grande, conan gray, cuco, doja cat, eve, fun., joji, khai dreams, keshi, olivia rodrigo, seventeen, umi, yoasobi & more |
| games: animal crossing, muse dash, groove coaster, it takes two, osu, minecraft, other switch games & more |
writing
current project: Brievty
status: drafting throughout August
Aries moves back to his local high school with everyone he used to bully in his childhood. Wanting to start anew, he tries making it up to his past friends by rekindling their past friendships. The one he owes the most to, Maya, rejects his apology, and tells him there are multiple things he needs to redeem himself for in order to gain her forgiveness. With a new goal for redemption, Aries makes a mental list of things he needs to do in order to earn Maya's forgivenss and move forward.
some of my poems!
What Stars Offer
She looks at the sky
hand in her eye
reaching out for stars that lie
in a world so far away
and she wonders,
How do you shine apart from dark?
What makes a star bright enough to see?
Could that star... ever be me?
Her arms drop
and the thoughts stop,
leaving her alone at the top of the world
staring at everything the universe could offer.
A Goddess Answered My Prayers
i indulged in a deity
and her sweetness ruined me
yet i worshiped her all the same
pinning for futures felt more sane
softness carved reality away
dreams of diamond, solid fantasy
her face a mirror
my lies clearer
held together, arms of clouds made me decay
and deeper i fell, every day
strip me bare, see what i am
im waiting, sacrifice this lamb
your presence erases my skin and bones
and even if youre not real i dont feel alone
But my prayer was answered years ago. Heaven's been empty for a long time.
Faith and piety, I can't let go, although my goddess was
never mine.
Your Portrait
take my brush
and paints ive forgotten
bristles dipped in symbols
ripped and torn
reborn as my rhyme
to paint you one more time.
a stroke, the color Love
for how i remember your skin,
big eyes, small chin.
the color Ocean to
define the line between the lifetime
we lived and the
way i'm breaking.
your eyes were Grief
with shades of Nostalgia that brought out
the stories in you about
all of the colors i saw in you.
maybe the portrait im painting
is not exactly how you look these days.
so it's not you i'm seeing,
but this memory instead.
and i think all artist paint from memories
of what colors we can recall from
days that we thought there was no color at all.
other random writing accomplisments: i've written a Kiribaku fanfic and a poem about ass for my friend. i have some Bokuaka fanfics on the backburner, but alas none have been published. check out my Ao3 if you wanna read it ahahadlfkj