Okay Chat Once I Finish This Up Im Gonna Start With Finishing Up Chapter Two I Needed To Get These Things

this also may be related to the fact i havent eaten since yesterday-

im exhausted

i feel sick, my arms are so tired, im tired, my foot hurts like hell, im so fucking tired.

Ways to show a Character is Hiding a Secret They’re Desperate to Protect

Secrets are juicy. But the best ones aren’t just plot bombs—they’re personal, shameful, dangerous because they mean something...

They flinch when a specific topic comes up. Just a little. Not enough for anyone to call it out, but enough to tell you they’re holding something back.

They avoid eye contact when someone asks a question they almost can’t dodge.

They rehearse conversations in their head, just in case “it” comes up. Always planning a version of the truth that’ll hold water without leaking too much.

They hate silence, not because they’re bored, but because it gives people time to think.

They keep a part of their past oddly vague. “Oh yeah, I lived in Boston for a bit,” they say, casually skipping over the why like it’s not loaded with dynamite.

They’re overly controlling of one specific detail. Always driving. Always cleaning. Always checking someone’s phone is face-down. Not because they’re picky—because if that one thread unravels, it all falls apart.

They sometimes seem exhausted by the lie they’re living. The weight of holding it together shows in subtle ways: headaches, bad sleep, irritability. Their body is cracking before the truth ever does.

god damn why did i curse so much good lord

i love music that leaks through my skull and into my brain

i bet you anytihng though my mom would think of it as awful

shes very picky abt music

i laugh at my own jokes im thinking about austria hungary and like if he gave headpats to someone and hes like wow you have a weird texture and the other one is like 'thats a fucking rock im over here'

idk

its not even funny but here i am almost laughing publicly at it

wow i suck at tumblr

i mean technically the ask blog that DID follow mine technically sort of kind of volunteered themselves right????

thats how this works right-

my parents have had a phone longer than i have why do i know more than they do😭😭😭😭 they dont know what theyre doing

this fanfiction migjt be the greatest fic i will ever make

HURRAY THEY DO GUESS WHOS MIGRATING TO AO3

do ao3 people like poems or is it like mostly fanfic or stories in there-

im very obviously going to make the blog prussian blue... cause

obviously