fuck now ive got sofia the firsts theme song stuck in my head

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fuck now ive got sofia the firsts theme song stuck in my head
The creators of Disco Elysium are SICK for making me yearn for a man with a French accent
MY STUPID BEHIND GOT SICK ON VALENTINES DAY.
fell with the strep throat 💀
URG I HATE IT HERE,AND ON VALENTINES DAY?!
URGSGVDDUHDGUGSUYGSUGS
@knights-piety said; "You really ought to be sleeping.."
Such a thing is elusive quarry indeed, given the sudden and dramatic temperature shift after sundown. Even their most steadfast sentries exclaimed and remarked in tongues not entirely befitting of their noble heritage. All of which Dion heard, while practically blue toes padded silently, from the command tent to one just next to it, as a sheepish noble might sneak from a brothel. His knights do not invoke foul tongues in his presence, and so the Prince is unperturbed. Besides; no knight has ever been dressed down by a superior in a nightgown.
He slips unseen beneath the canvas awning and takes a moment to adjust his sight.
As ever, Dion places the welfare of his knight above his own and where many would simply shove their bedmate aside and claim a spot, the Prince instead sits upon the edge, to fawn over stray locks with frigid fingers. Dion would not be the only man in camp to seek solace in the warmth of another this night. The moon is full, enough to pierce canvas and lend light to see by and enough to witness a smile bloom upon soft lips at Terence’s indignity.
“Forgive me for waking you, Terence,” Dion murmurs, unable to resist bending to grant a chaste kiss to warm lips, his own decidedly cold, “But might I trouble you for a mote of warmth?”
It is of no matter that Dion has a supply of fire aspected crystals for such occasions. But alas; they are decidedly sharp-edged–therefore unsuitable as a bedmate–and lack the emotional warmth Dion is seeking.
this made me say oh god out loud (neg)
:( i have to go back to school
Soojin is leaving Gidle 😩
What are you saying ?
jail time for the 8:15 11v11 then 6 am agility