Hehe Characters...

the kitten is officially grounded until it learns how to behave

i can report that it does not like this arrangement

this kitten is impossibly stupid it decides to run around all crazy and hyper adn somehow manages to tumble into the tub of water we used to wash it

its fine yes

but fucking idiot omg

okay we're just gonna lock in and scroll all the way to the bottom we got this

fuck it lets spin a wheel

seeing ask blogs really makes me want to make one myself...

HAH

i love how in the first partition its like "austrian empire wasn't allies with the other two nations involved"

so

like

austrian empire's like "heeyyyy" and prussias like wtf are you doing here cause when have they ever got along and THEN prussia gets the smallest piece of the first partition because he has to share

i mean he got a useful part but like

thats funny to me

maybe ill send an ask and then like under it put hey small disclaimer im fucking stupid and i have no god damn clue what the absolute motherfucking hell im doing :D

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i have two followers im famous now

chat its time for story writing

is it the tism in me that made me do this...a whole family tree finding every single connection between nations...

SO MANNNYY

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.

i should uh

post writings or smth

at some point

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would people read valentines day oneshot if its no longer valentines day?????????