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Hi there, I’m Rowan! ✨ Professional procrastinator, chaotic gremlin, and lover of all things geeky. I thrive on caffeine and questionable life choices. You’ll find me either hyper-fixating on a new fandom or spiraling down a rabbit hole of random Wikipedia articles at 3 AM.
🎮 Current Obsessions:
Binge-watching NCIS for the 100th time.
Losing hours to Stardew Valley, and still somehow forgetting the controls.
Screaming into the void about Jannik Sinner, Carlos Alcaraz, and all things Sincaraz.
Getting emotionally wrecked by books and then immediately recommending them to everyone.
📚 Certified Bookworm:
I devour everything from heart-fluttering contemporary romance to edge-of-your-seat crime, thrillers, and action. When I’m not lost in fiction, I’m geeking out over history, popular science, and math—because apparently, I enjoy brain pain. 🤓 If you’ve got a rec, hit me up! Bonus points if it makes me question my existence afterward.
🎾 Tennis Enthusiast:
When I’m not buried in books or fandom chaos, I’m probably watching a tennis match, yelling at the TV like I’m coaching from the sidelines. Sinner? Alcaraz? Draper? Don’t ask me to choose. 😅
📝 What You’ll Find Here:
Fanfic ramblings, headcanons, and possibly unhinged AUs.
Memes that make no sense but feel right.
Random thoughts that hit at 2 AM when I should be asleep.
The occasional book rant when a plot twist emotionally destroys me.
Sporadic tennis-related meltdowns.
😎 Vibe Check:
Sarcasm, soft chaos, and a sprinkle of existential dread. I’m equal parts introvert who needs quiet time and the friend who sends you 20 memes in a row.
💬 Talk to Me!
I love making new mutuals and geeking out about shared interests. Slide into my DMs and tell me what you’re currently obsessed with—bonus points if it’s a book I should add to my never-ending TBR or if you wanna debate tennis legends with me! 🖤
April has arrived, and with it comes the season of blooming flowers, longer days, and the return of outdoor adventures. After months of winter’s chill, it’s finally time to embrace the sunshine (or at least the slightly warmer drizzle, depending on where you live). Here are some of my favourite things to do in the spring:
🌸 1. Reading Outside Like a Victorian Heroine
There’s something magical about taking a book outdoors, sitting under a tree or in a cozy café garden, and getting lost in a story. I like to pretend I’m in a period drama, dramatically flipping pages while the wind plays with my hair. Bonus points if I can find a scenic spot with cherry blossoms for full aesthetic value.
🎾 2. Tennis Season is in Full Swing
Spring means the clay court season is here! Monte Carlo, Madrid, Rome—tennis fans know these are not just cities but battlegrounds for epic matches. I love watching the drama unfold (and maybe creating a little extra drama about it on my blog). Plus, if the weather allows, I might even pick up a racket myself and pretend I have half the talent of my faves.
🌿 3. Spring Walks & People-Watching
Nothing beats wandering through a park or a bustling street, soaking in the sights and sounds of spring. Whether it’s spotting flowers in bloom or eavesdropping on the world’s most chaotic conversations at a café, people-watching in spring is top-tier entertainment.
☕ 4. Seasonal Drinks (Because We Love a Theme)
Spring means swapping out the deep, comforting flavours of winter for something fresh. Lavender lattes, strawberry matcha, or just a classic iced coffee—spring drinks hit different when the sun is shining.
🎭 5. Planning (and Probably Not Finishing) New Creative Projects
Something about spring makes me think I’m going to be super productive. Whether it’s brainstorming fanfiction, outlining a novel, or starting a new hobby, the creative energy is high. Will I finish everything I start? Unlikely. Will I get really excited about it for at least two weeks? Absolutely.
🌧️ 6. Enjoying the Chaos of Unpredictable Weather
One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s hailing—spring weather keeps you on your toes. I love the unexpected drama of it all, as long as I’m not caught in the middle of a downpour without an umbrella (which happens more often than I’d like to admit).
Spring is all about fresh starts, longer days, and small joys that make life brighter. What are your favourite things to do in the spring? Drop them in the comments—I’m always looking for new ways to romanticize the season!
🌸 Hello, April! Hello, Spring! 🌸
Apr. 1st, 2025 05:56 pm Ah, April!
The month where the sun starts to remember its job, flowers stage their grand comeback tour, and we all collectively pretend to love the smell of fresh-cut grass (even if it makes us sneeze).
The month where the sun starts to remember its job, flowers stage their grand comeback tour, and we all collectively pretend to love the smell of fresh-cut grass (even if it makes us sneeze).
With spring in full swing, the world feels like it's shaking off the last remnants of winter’s gloom. Birds are back to yelling their little hearts out at sunrise, the days are getting longer, and somewhere, a squirrel is making questionable life choices involving a bird feeder.
For book lovers like me, spring means the perfect excuse to take my reading outdoors - soaking in some sunshine with a new contemporary romance or a thriller that’ll have me suspicious of my own shadow.
For tennis fans, it's prime clay court season, where sliding across the dirt somehow looks both graceful and chaotic (looking at you, Monte Carlo Masters).
April also brings its fair share of unpredictability - one day, it’s picnic weather; the next, you're contemplating a scarf. But hey, that’s part of the charm, right? A little bit of mystery, a little bit of renewal, and a whole lot of caffeine-fuelled optimism.
So here’s to new beginnings, fresh air, and whatever surprises April has in store. May your coffee be strong, your books be unputdownable, and your allergies mercifully mild.
Happy Spring! 🌷✨
There’s a moment after Sunday lunch where you realize you’ve made… choices. You came, you saw, you conquered that plate of roast pork, crispy potatoes, Yorkshire puddings (plural, because who stops at one?), and enough gravy to qualify as a small lagoon.
And yet… you didn’t stop there, did you? No. You went back for seconds. Because balance—a little more pork to balance out that last Yorkshire. Maybe an extra roast potato because they were too perfect to leave behind. And then, just when you thought you were done… dessert appeared.
“Just a small slice,” you told yourself. Lies. Beautiful, delicious lies.
Now? You and the sofa have become one. Moving? Impossible. Breathing? Optional. You’re 80% gravy and 20% regret, but honestly? No regrets. Okay, maybe a little. But that’s a problem for Future Me.
So what’s next? Do I:
A) Attempt to watch a thriller and fall asleep before the first plot twist?
B) Queue up some tennis highlights and pretend I’m burning calories by watching athletes move?
C) Scroll mindlessly while contemplating my life choices?
The answer is probably D) All of the above, while questioning how I’ll ever eat again (spoiler: I will. Sooner than I think).
🔥 Pro Tips for Surviving Roast Coma:
- Embrace the Sofa: Don’t fight it. You and the sofa are one entity now. Lean in. Let gravity win. 🛋️
- Hydrate Strategically: Water might seem like the enemy right now, but future you will thank you for preventing the inevitable salt hangover. 💧
- Gentle Movement (Optional): A slow, zombie-like walk to the kitchen to “check on something” counts as cardio. 🧟♀️
- Choose Easy Entertainment: Don’t even think about something that requires brainpower. This is a comfort watch zone—rom-coms, feel-good shows, or sports highlights where you know the outcome. 📺🎾
- Mentally Prepare for Round Two: You say you’ll never eat again, but by 8 PM, that leftover slice of dessert will start calling your name. Accept your fate. 🍰
Final Thought: Roast coma is not a condition to be feared… it’s a badge of honor. You survived. You thrived. And you’ll do it all again next Sunday. ❤️
It all started with a joke about Jannik’s maternity leave. And now? I've accidentally created an entire tennis fanfiction universe where:
✨ Jannik is thriving, glowing with chilling malevolence and plotting his return in all black to systematically destroy the tour. Villain era? Locked and loaded. Bodies will drop. 💀
😭 Meanwhile, Carlos? Not coping well. He’s waking up at 4 AM, rocking a practice baby doll and whispering, “Tiebreak, do you miss clay? Is it the string tension? Do you need more spin?” Meanwhile, the real Tiebreak is crying in the background because they miss primecaraz and just want their father to win a match again. 😩
🍼 Yes, that’s right. Their child is named Tiebreak. Because from the moment they came into existence, they’ve been serving up tension, drama, and emotional devastation like a deciding set at Wimbledon.
And now?
💜 Carlos is emotionally compromised.
🎾 Jannik is ready to return and terrorize everyone.
👶 Tiebreak is quietly judging both of them.
Someone send Carlos to a parenting class before he tries to hire a sleep coach for a plastic baby. And someone warn the ATP that Villain Jannik is coming back with no mercy.
Mourn the tour
