I Just Got Up After Sitting In The Library For Two Hours And My Bones Sounded Like Pop Rocks

I just got up after sitting in the library for two hours and my bones sounded like pop rocks

Mysterious Orphan who is 47th in the Line of Succession..............

Yeah that’s very much the vibe I give off. Just kinda-- appeared one day. Yep.

For anyone who’s ever wondered who they’d be in a 19th century novel

The wait is over: 19th Century Character Trope Generator

I’m “Meddlesome Bachelor with 2,000 pounds a year” yes please sign me up

26 pity

Twenty. Six.

And I lose to my boy. Absolute betrayal. Qiqi would've been better /j pls don't come home bestie

First ten and all the 4's came home I'm

My boys please come to me I have wine and the heart of the cards (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)

Why did I just wake up from a whole childhood friends to lovers to enemies to enemies with benefits to lovers arc with Childe??? Like hey brain is there something you wanna tell me?? Tartaglia has never been a character I've actively enjoyed romantically, so whatever the fuck just happened has me so dazed. Anyways, this might be the inspiration I needed to start writing again. Maybe.

Cyno has betrayed me

So far I'm two for two on losing the 50/50

fucking early and for what

me, changing all my blog's colors from yellow to orange : oh yeah, spooky time