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jjunieworld · 4 months

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01. oh “dear diary” ⸝ ˚⋆

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— SOCIOLOGY CLASS, 5:45PM —

class seemed to be going on forever, you felt as you rested your head in your hand.

the teacher was going and on about who knows what now. you glanced at the clock on the wall. it read 5:45pm. the soft clicks taunting you. 15 more minutes and you can finally see your friends.

nobody shared your last hour and a half class with you. none of them minored in sociology. everytime to stepped into class you regretted it instantly.

you slid your phone out from your bag, positioning it behind your laptop.

“remind me to never take another sociology class again,” you typed to the group chat. a few seconds later and your phone buzzed with a reply from yeonjun.

“you say this every time you have the class,” he replied with a laughing emoji.

glancing up to the clock again, you sigh. 5:50pm. you could make it another ten minutes. you tune in to what your teacher is saying and realize he’s talking about some dog his wife got and how now they have to keep it because their children have already become attached to it. you look around the class to see either people half asleep or close to it. the teacher either doesn’t notice or doesn’t mind as they’re talking a mile a minute on a rant with their hands flying everywhere.

you slide your phone back into your bag and start to clean up your supplies. by the time you put your last notebook in your bag the bell rings. the class is suddenly alive. you close your laptop, sliding it into your bag and stand up, flinging the bag over your shoulder.

your phone vibrates as you walk down the hallway and you pull it out, telling your friends that you’re on your way to the cafe now. hueningkai and jake text that they already have the table saved.

a voice startles you out of your messages, “honestly, remind me next semester to not take another late class. i'd rather take morning classes and get everything over with.” yunjin complains as she walks up next to you, her hair is a little messy and she has lines on her face that shows she just woke up from a nap. you laugh a little and she looks over to you.

“what?” a smile creeps up on her mouth and you point to her face. she opens her camera on her phone and begins to look at herself, then let’s out a small gasp.

“oh my god!” she flattens her hair and rubs at her face a little, but stops when she realizes that it’s not making the marks go away. she mutters a “whatever” under her breath. she turns to you again.

“so…” she trails off and giggles a little, “anybody compliment you on the outfit?”

you laugh and shake your head, “everyone was too busy sleeping to bother to look at me.” the two of you stop at the elevator to go down to the first floor before yunjin’s face lights up.

“fuck!” she yells. “i forgot to get my textbook!” she turns on her heels and books it down the hallways back to her last class. you shake your head at her, laughing a little.

you move to the side of the elevator, out of the way of all the other students. a couple minutes past and yunjin still isn’t back.

she must’ve gotten into it with her teacher, you think.

“are you waiting for the elevator?” you hear a voice speak.

you look up from the game you were playing on your phone to see none other than the most popular boy in your college. choi soobin, resident golden boy, and the guy who you unfortunately have a crush on like almost every other girl in the school.

you can feel your cheeks heating up. the words to reply to him seem stuck in your throat. his eyes bore into yours and it feels like flowers are blooming in your heart after years of darkness.

“y-yes.. no!” you quickly reply, stuttering and accidentally shouting the last word. you clear your throat hastily. “yes,” you start again, “but i’m waiting on my friend.” where is yunjin, you think.

he nods as if considering your words. you glance up at the LED screen that shows what elevator the floor is on. floor five, and you’re on floor three. and the rickety old thing takes forever to get from floor to floor. they really need to fix it.

it’s quiet for a moment between the two of you. you’re too nervous to get back on your phone, not wanting to seem rude and also wanting to seem attentive if he starts speaking again.

“so… you major in sociology?” soobin speaks. you raise your eyebrows in shock and before you can ask how he knows you take sociology he continues. “your textbook,” he points to your bag where half of the textbook is falling out from you moving too quickly, “sorry, didn’t mean to sound like a creep.” he lets out a small laugh and you swear it’s the most beautiful thing you’ve ever heard.

you adjust the bag on your shoulders and laugh a little. “minor… and it’s okay, i didn’t think you were being creepy.” you mentally smack yourself. did that sound weird to say? did you just ruin your chances to talk to the person you’ve been crushing on since you got to this school?

if soobin thought your reply was weird he didn’t say anything about it. he takes a step towards you and your breath catches in your throat. you hands start to feel sweaty as you tightly grip the straps of your bag.

“i’m actually trying to take a sociology class next semester!” soobin exclaims with a sheepish smile on his face. he runs a hand through his hair and looks down. “how’s the class? i heard mr. lee is kinda intense.”

“it’s not that bad actually…” you trail off. and it isn’t. when mr. lee isn’t going on a tangent, the information you learn is actually really useful. “i wouldn’t take the late class though, he tends to start rambling a lot towards the end of the day.”

soobin nods and thinks your answer over. a smile spreads on his mouth. “i don’t know if this is a weird ask, but do you mind if i get your number?”

your heart completely stops and you struggle to think if you heard his words right. he wants your number? you of all people? this has to be a fever dream.

“…for questions on the sociology subjects?” soobin continues. you try and subtly take a deep breath to get the blood in your body flowing again.

“of course!” you smile softly. he pulls his phone out and scrolls on it for a second before handing it over to you. it’s already on the ‘new contact’ page, empty and ready for you to put your information into it. you take it carefully, trying not to let it show how your hands are shaking. typing in your name and number, quickly checking it over and making sure to only put your name and nothing else, you give a slight nod to yourself and hand the phone back to him.

soobin beams and thanks you. the elevator beeps and then creakily opens. you look around again for yunjin and see no sign of her. you start to curse her in your head before remembering that if she was here you would have to get on the same elevator ride as soobin.

thank you yunjin. i love you and you’re the best and i’ll never doubt your ability to get in trouble again, you think to yourself.

soobin walks in the elevator and turns a little, “coming?” embarrassment shoots through you and you shake your head a little.

“my friend…” you start to say before soobin cuts you off with an “oh yeah! sorry about that! it was nice talking to you, i hope to see you soon.” and as the last word comes out his mouth, the elevator doors shut.

finally you feel like you can breathe again. there’s no way that just happened. absolutely no way. shakily you open the messaging app on your phone and type out a message to your friends, demanding that they all come to the chat this instant.

your phone buzzes as yunjin comes barreling around the corner. “sorry! so sorry!”

as she runs down the hallway she continues, panting and out of breath, “stupid bitch was telling me off for forever for sleeping in class and forgetting my book. as if everyone in that forsaken class wasn’t asleep. that’s a problem with her as a teacher and not me as the student.” her phone is in her hand, open to the group chat.

she doubles over and breathes heavily for a couple seconds before lifting her phone up and shaking it a little. she stands up straight and manages to breath out a “what?!”

“i know!” you say, excited and nervous all at once. you tell yunjin exactly what happened, not leaving out a detail, and telling her your inner thoughts. you can’t help but think about how out of a movie this all feels. the popular and unpopular girl and boy. it almost too on the nose, and you wouldn't have believed it if it hadn’t just happened to you.

the hallways are long deserted and you and yunjin boast each other on the what ifs that could’ve happened as you wait for the elevator to make its way back up to your floor.

“what if when i grabbed his hand to put my number in, he pulled me to him and kissed me!” you squeal. yunjin makes an ‘O’ face and points to you, “that would’ve been so good! and then it’s all like ‘time stopped even though it was only a couple seconds.’” she puts her hands over her heart. “‘and the elevator dings as we go into our happily ever ever!’”

you both giggle as the elevator does ding and you step on to it.

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summary: choi soobin has always been the popular kid surrounded by his popular friends. y/n… not so much. one night, soobin and his friends make bet that soobin can’t get y/n to date him in a month. unfortunately for y/n, they’re a hopeless romantic.

A/N: first written chapter! and so the bet begins… how did you feel about the chapter! enjoy!

taglist: @imagineyour-kpopboy @gothgyuu @carengene (if your name is bold it wouldn’t let me tag you!)

— kipo <3

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commaclear · 4 months

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Holy crap???????

I very recently started reading (most?) of the stories you have wrote on Ao3 and I'm in love. Marry me?? I'll give you a plastic spider ring I got for 25 cents.

Anyways, I aspire to be an author and was mostly wanting to know, how do you continue??

I have so many little ideas that float in my mind and I don't know how to keep writing after getting through one paragraph.

-Turtle-shell anon.

Oh dear, unfortunately I'm sworn to only marry Danny Devito...

Okay, I've got a lot to say abt this apparently. I was originally just gonna write some quick tips and it somehow turned into a full essay lol

#5 is my top suggestion for anyone who's feeling uninspired or stuck. Stories are driven by their characters, so let them lead the way!

1. Write your ideas down as soon as you have them

I've got about five or six tiny notebooks stowed away in different places (purse, desk, bedside table, etc.), and as soon as I have any kind of story idea, I start writing it down as soon as I can, otherwise I tend to lose it or lose my enthusiasm abt it, and it's harder to keep steam later on. I do this with ideas for future stories, ideas for dialogue five chapters from now, random descriptions of scenes, just literally anything that pops into my head.

Like dream journaling makes your dreams more vivid, the more you write down your ideas, the more ideas you'll start having! It's like unclogging a dam.

Also, physical writing is always better for me than typing when I get stuck because kinetic movement engages the brain more, so I have a few full size journals too to write longer ideas in.

2. Start stories even if you know you won't finish them

Writing is like a muscle. The more you use it, the more stamina you build up. So starting on stories, even if you don't know where you're going or know you won't finish is still productive because you're exercising that muscle and making it stronger. And who knows? Maybe you'll come back years later and finish this story brilliantly!

3. Download WriteorDie2

Write or Die is a horrific torture device for writers, but it is genuinely helpful for me to power through pointless writer's block or procrastination stints. Even when I feel completely uninspired, suddenly I find I'm full of ideas when threatened with screeching violin spiders.

4. Get a hype man

A big reason writers lose steam on projects is you start listening too much to the internal critic, and you end up hating your own project when you've barely even started. The best way to combat this is to get a non-writer friend to read your stuff and tell you everything they like about it. Ask them to say specific things they liked, not just vague "Yeah, it's good!" because specific positive feedback is always more encouraging than generic platitudes.

5. Do free form character PoV word-dumps

Get out a journal. Set a seven-minute timer and start writing in the voice of your main character (or whatever character is most relevant), like they're making a diary entry or giving a soliloquy. Your pencil cannot stop moving until the timer ends. Just keep writing and ignore any spelling or grammar mistakes.

Have your character dump out all their thoughts and feelings and insecurities, have them rant and cry, have them giggle and blush and kick their feet, or maybe they're still masking their feelings and trying to be strong. Just write in their voice, and you'll be surprised by what they have to say.

6. Explain your story to a rubber ducky

If you're stuck in a plot and don't know where to go, explain your whole plot to a rubber ducky. Make sure you go into all the intricacies and details, explain all the side characters and background lore, tell that ducky where you want your story to go next and why you're stuck.

8 times out of 10, simply talking out loud through your plot will get you thinking differently, and you'll unstick yourself. And it doesn't have to be a rubber ducky; it can be literally anything with a face, but trust me, it is important that is has a face, and you need to be talking out loud, even if it's just a whisper.

#anons my beloved #comma gives advice #writing advice

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nyxnygma · 2 years

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Pfffft Nerds ~Marko&Paul

[Marko x Fem!Reader x Paul]

Summary: After finding out that your type is the complete oppisite of them, Paul and Marko get jealous when you introduce them to your nerdy friend

Warnings: cursing, sexual innuendos, jealousy, pet names, poly relationship,teasing

!!NOT PROOF READ!!

A/N: I kept nearly making Y/N very northern English (like me) so I will definitely be writing a headcannon with this. I also need a some sort of fruity fic as I��m lookin hella straight.

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“Hey Babe,” Paul grinned as he stepped through my bedroom with ease, Marko right behind him.

“Jeez Paul,” I huffed, the loud thud of my window opening frightened me. “One day your gonna give me a fucking heart attack.”

He giggled mischievously in response as he wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me into a kiss. Once Marko was also in my room he gave me a wink before kissing my cheek and pulling me into a hug. I was to busy loving Marko to realise Paul found my diary from two years ago.

“Dear Diary. Damien is so cute with his fluffy chocolate hair and nerdy glasses. All I want in life is for him to rant about how Mr Cahill is getting the Science equations all wrong to me all night long,” He was trying so hard not to burst out in a fit of hysterical laughter as he read from the pink fluffy notebook in his hands. “Your grammar is shite in this, Y/N”

“Paul..” I said embarrassed about him finding out about my old crushes. “Gimme the stupid diary.” I let go of the curly blond and started to walk to towards my other boyfriend.

“Hang on a minute!” Marko stepped in front of me. “I would love to hear more about this.”

“No you don’t,” I crossed my arms.

“Wait hang on Marko,” Paul eyebrows shot up in shock, “there’s other people here that babe had a thing for. By any chance did you like the nerdy people?”

My face turned a bright shade of red. It’s true. Marko and Paul were the complete opposite to those I usually go for. They wear leather jackets, flirty, charming, ride motorcycles, listen to rock and have a lot of confidence whereas I usually fall for the dorky, fluffy haired, glasses wearing geeky nerds.

“You really strayed off that path, huh?” Marko commented as he swung an arm around my shoulder and kissed my cheek again. “I know nothing about science except there is a guy called Einstein.”

What I failed to mention was who were my friends.

The next night the three of us rode up to the Boardwalk with Dwayne and David, who we then ditched to snoop around some shops. We were walking out the vinyl shop after successfully finding an old Kiss ‘Dressed to Kill’ album when we bumped into a handful of my friends.

“Hello Y/N!” A short girl with orange curly hair greeted as she spotted me.

“Alexa? Hi!” I reciprocated the greeting. “Oh Paul, Marko, meet Alexa, Violet and erm..” I paused as I looked at the six foot tall brunette guy in front of me who was currently pushing up his glasses, “Damien.”

I saw my boyfriends face drop as they stared at the boy in front of me. From the passage in my diary I think they were expecting a acne covered short boy who wasn’t even that attractive but instead they were faced with a tall handsome man in a sweater vest. I didn’t still have a crush on my good friend, it only lasted about a month and I then moved onto this other nerdy person, but I know how jealous the boys can get.

“Hello,” they both responded, obviously trying not to rip the poor boy apart. My friends all smiled and smiled aged back.

The thing is my friends don’t exactly know I’m in a polyamorous relationship, I’m scared on how they would react, and Paul and Marko know about them not knowing and they used to be fine with it but I think they changed their minds after learning about Damien.

“I’m glad your here!” Damien blushed, “I’ve been meaning to get back to you on that book you learnt me and your right, The Damnation Game is such a good book!”

“Yeah. I knew you would like it,” I grinned. Paul wrapped an arm around my shoulders as he looked up at his much taller opponent.

“Wanna go get food with us? Marko and Paul can come along to,” Violet smiles.

“I would love to!” I replied before looking to my boyfriends, “do you wanna tag along to them.”

“Yep!” Marko smiled. Something was definitely off with them.

We all walked along the Board walk until we got the burger place, the blonde boys sticking to my sides like glue. When we are inside I sit next to Alexa expecting Paul or Marko to fill the seat beside me but instead I was met my Damien. I caught a glimpse of annoyance in my boys’ faces as they instead sat in front of me beside and awkward looking Violet.

“So how has your been? It feels like it’s been ages since we all hung out together,” Damien chuckled, stuttering slightly. I don’t blame him for acting scared when there was two bikers staring daggers at him.

“It’s been good, thanks,” I smiled back at him.

I spent the evening laughing and talking with my friends but Paul and Marko were almost silent all night, which was highly unusual for the energetic pair.

We were about to leave the diner to go on some last minutes rides when I asked them to wait for me so I could use the bathroom.

When I was done I exited the room to be faced with Damien looking nervous. “You alright there Damien?” I asked.

“Erm.. I have something to ask you,” he nervously stated as he pushed up the glasses on his face. “Will y-you go on a date with me? Maybe? It’s okay if you don’t want to but-”

“Oh I’m sorry Damien!” I interrupt. “I’m kinda already going out with someone. Believe me, if you told sixteen me I would have said yes but your a bit too late buddy.” I tried to laugh it off.

“Oh-” he began to speak again but was interrupted by to blondes walking up to us.

“Hey Babe,” Paul calls for me.

“We’re came to see if you were okay,” Marko smirked suspiciously as I blushed a bright shade of pink as he wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me into a passionate kiss. I was about to give them an angry glare, because they knew what was going on, but was caught on my Paul also pulling me into a kiss.

Afterwards, I looked at the poor boy in front of us who was between us with a shocked face. “I-I’m so sorry. If I had known that the three of you were.. y’know, I wouldn’t have asked.”

I could tell the boys were enjoying watch him panic. “Oh it’s fine don’t worry about it,” I smiled reassuringly. The boys weren’t helping the situation with them both touching me and smirking.

“I-I’m gonna go catch up with the girls,” he smiled sheepishly as he tried not to run out.

“God. Did you really have to do that?” I turn around to look at them.

“Your precious nerd was trying to steal you away, baby,” Marko pouts.

“You both are just a pair of big jealous babies, huh?” I sigh.

#the lost boys #lost boys marko #lost boys #lost boys paul #marko lost boys #lost boys david #david lost boys #lost boys dwayne #paul lost boys #tlb #tlb x reader #paul tlb #tlb paul #tlb 1987 #poly lost boys x reader

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littleroosteruwu · 2 years

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There should be more fics and attention on fanboy, From what I seen and read he is just a ball of sunshine and a goofball.And Danny is just loveable and funny.so another crack fic idea.

I know the group lowkey enjoyed the ‘will they or won’t they’ of Hangster (it was like their own telenovela/soap opera) and after finally Hangman and Rooster getting their shit together,

Mav throws a barbecue because again, finally, and Ice is just signing with his silver pen, ikyk, adoption papers from the kids his husband out of nowhere adopted( Their adults but not in Mavs eyes lol)

Their all having a good time then suddenly , Fanboy wants a cupcake but there isn’t any, at the same time Payback and Coyote offer theirs , a love triangle begins.

Hangman is team Coyote , and takes it seriously , makes tshirts , mugs and cupcakes because that’s how it all began . He gives Coyote great advice to swoop Fanboy off his feet, Coyote is like ‘I’m not doing that. That might scare him off’.

Rooster and Pheonix are team Payback , their just as bad as Hangman , Rooster stops helping Jake to make cupcakes , because you can’t help the enemy(only sleep , kiss, and be boyfriends but Rooster draws the line at making cupcakes ; it’s the family recipe)

Rooster and Pheonix also give tips and advice to Payback , which Payback is stunned at whatever Rooster says and is just ‘Wow , you really are Mav son.’ And pointedly ignores Rooster when he does a demonstration of a so called dance seduction( which really is just an excuse for drunk rooster to dance.).Drunk Rooster is just a different type of hybrid.)

Hangman and Rooster are trying to make Mav and Ice to pick a team . Ice just let the two rant off his ear and Mav is just ‘get out , I want some along time with my hubby.’Later on Mav would be team Payback ,he can’t say no to his baby goose .

Hangman tells Ice how he is practically the only one rooting for Coyote and that his damn best friend and makes the saddest green eyes, It reminds Ice of his friendship with Slider . Ice refuses to wear the T-shirts no matter how much Jake insist .

Mav makes 2 tshirts that just simply say IceMav. (Ice does wear that)

Bob is team Fanboy, because that’s his best friend , and whoever Fanboy picks is his choice. Bob gossip all the intel to Fanboy but somehow, endearingly fly past over his head.They just end up talking about the new marvel movies , baby yoda, and cute nerdy stuff.

Fanboy is oblivious to what’s going on. He just happily eats his two cupcakes and bask in the attention of Coyote and Payback.(He’s worse than Rooster) He just writes in his notebook ,laying down and kicking his feet“Dear,Diary

The whole gang is acting weird. Every time Coyote or Payback speak to me , every one stops and stare , why?, he doesn’t know. Coyote asked me to dance , And pulled some cool moves, Rooster fell over the table screaming ‘I told you, Hangman had to take him home before Penny kicked him out. “

(If anyone watched that interview with Greg Tarzan, Jay and Danny, Y’all know where I got that.)

I ship payback and fanboy but , I seen different pairing of the group and one I have not seen is Coyote and Fanboy, because why not , have you guys seen them in interviews . Now I randomly ship Coyote and Fanboy,because again why not.

#fanboy #crack fic idea #just random rant #hangster #icemav #coyote #javy coyote machado #payback #payback x fanboy #bob floyd #natasha phoenix trace #there is not enough of fanboy content #fanboy should and shall be loved either by payback or Coyote #mickey fanboy garcia #mickey garcia #coyote x fanboy #justice for coyote

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tobiasdrake · 1 month

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Episode 22 - The Sigh of Haruhi Suzumiya, Part 3

XD HAHAHAHAHA

She was gonna do it. She glanced over at Kyon and gave him this little head tilt as if looking for confirmation. The alien robot equivalent of the "Are you certain you wish to complete the requested operation?" confirmation window.

She was about to unleash Integrated Thought Entity reality-configuration domain sorcery and disintegrate Mikuru into fractals.

Haruhi came this close |-| to getting Mikuru killed during filming.

Dear diary.

Today, while filming our movie (without a script or clear idea of the plot), we trespassed on a Shinto shrine. When the priest discovered us, we shot at him with guns.

In conclusion, I'm glad to be a part of SOS Brigade.

(To be fair, I'm pretty sure that if you find yourself in a position where God is shooting at you with guns, you are failing to carry out your duties as a priest. Maybe he should reflect on that.)

OH SHIT HERE WE GO

We've seen Haruhi rewrite reality before but this time feels so much more direct than before. I was worried before that Haruhi trying to make a movie would result in some Alan Wake shit and now we're here.

She got so frustrated that Mikuru couldn't read her mind and figure out that she's supposed to have Magical Girl laser eyes that she wound up giving Mikuru Magical Girl laser eyes for real.

I vote we let her keep it. I said before that Mikuru should be given a gun and this is just as good. She deserves something to defend herself with.

Yuki's ability to withstand tremendous amounts of physical harm in what is neither a battle shonen nor a gorefest anime is always unsettling in the rare instances it comes up. If I had to describe the genre, the best I could come up with is cosmic horror slice-of-life.

It's a good thing Haruhi made Mikuru wear that blue contact. Writing the new rule as "Your special blue eye allows you to shoot lasers" provided an easy exit clause. Though if some Ryoko type shit happens again down the road, I hope they remember that Mikuru can now shoot motherfucking lasers as long as she's wearing that blue contact. Hang on to that.

Yuki making goddamn certain that Kyon credits her and Mikuru's feats properly when he updates their entries on Versus Wiki tonight.

"The Sigh of Haruhi Suzumiya" really ramped up the Mikuru mistreatment. Ever since filming began, the Mikuru bits have been dialed up to 11. It feels purposeful. But. Like. I kind of feel the same way that I feel about when Danganronpa tries to deliberately call out sexualized mistreatment in the entertainment industry.

That is to say. Like. The way Haruhi so heavily objectifies and mistreats Mikuru in this arc while making these directorial rants feels like it's supposed to be satirical and poignant. And it would. If. She. Didn't already treat Mikuru this way under normal circumstances too.

It feels like it's trying to make a statement, but that statement falls flat because it's dependent on the same "joke" that they've already been telling since episode 1. If acting like this was new, if becoming a director caused a shift in Haruhi's behavior that suddenly made her act this way, then it would work as a satirical commentary. But. As is, it's just the same shit with a new context.

So ultimately it doesn't feel like Haruhi's acting like this because she's a director. It feels like the director is acting like this because she's Haruhi.

Of course, it could also just be "season two". Endless Eight had a noticeable ramp-up in Male Gaze camera shots. I noted in season one that Mikuru's treatment seemed unusual in a series that largely avoided doing typical Male Gaze things like closeups on female body parts or unnecessarily low camera angles to shoot up the girls' skirts. Come season two, all of that stuff is here in force.

So. They course-corrected in the wrong direction between seasons. With that in mind, this might not be a statement on anything. They may just be ramping up the Mikuru gag because this season is pervier than the first.

(Note that I am not referring to the quality of Mikuru gag; Her mistreatment here isn't any worse than in season one. Rather, I'm referring to the quantity of Mikuru gag; This arc is saturated with it. It is non-stop rather than being a brief bit here or there like it usually is. Just about every scene has an "LOL Objectifying Mikuru" joke. And, of course, she's getting it from both Haruhi and Kyon as usual.)

Gonna be honest, it took me a moment to realize that Haruhi was getting a taxi. I legit thought she was stealing this car.

No, let her keep it, you jackals! UGH Mikuru doesn't get to have anything.

Yuki can inject nanomachines into people's blood by biting them. That is hilarious and I'm furious that it wasn't depicted onscreen. I'm just picturing Yuki with typical stoic face but teeth bared, clenching Mikuru's finger in her teeth. And just. Sitting there. For minutes. Processing.

#the melancholy of haruhi suzumiya #haruhi suzumiya #mikuru asahina #yuki nagato #drake watches haruhi suzumiya

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sirensplayhouse · 1 year

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Okay so lemme update you. Staying persistent with the self concept challenge was a bit challenging for me bc I realised something. I mean don't get me wrong I still say the affs I wrote specifically for that at least 10 times and vaunt at least once a day but im not doing it as much as I did when I first started.

I realized this shit is easy. I saw someone post something "read this until it clicks - THE OUTER WORLD IS ONLY A RELFECTION OF MY INNER WORLD” turn to your imagination." I added the last part but I saw that in a post and I can't remember which but i saved it. That last part I added on helped a lot too. 'Turn to your imagination' has been helping me feel. Whenever I need to remind myself about my desire or feel like I have it, I imagine it. I also tried the Effect Method by @magic-irl which I love. When I'm reading through the benefits I wrote I imagine them and it feels so real. I'm no longer trying to get my desires, I'm just simply imagining them whenever I remember them and then going about my day.

I also do the dear diary method and i dont write much but it feels so real bc im imagining as im typing. Also I listen to subs when I feel like it and just rant to myself about how I revised my life and how everything is exactly as I want it. I have a whole success story pre-written bc I'm confident in myself and I trust my desires are mine. Everytime I imagine it feels more and more real!

- 🍰

it’s really that simple love🥰I’m proud of you , you’re only gonna elevate from here on up🕺🏾and duhhhhhh everything is exactly how you want it

that was the whole purpose of the challenge really for y’all to find out what works for you and for I t to click to y’all that

“IT IS only by a change of consciousness, by actually changing your concept of yourself, that you can “build more stately mansions” — the manifestations of higher and higher concepts.”

- sir Neville Goddard

#success story #success stories #sirens inbox 🪄#sirens inbox🪄#it is a fact challenge #sc challenge #sc challenge results #my ‘🍰’ anon

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utter-queer-nightmare · 10 months

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Something I can't stop thinking about and a lot of people may disagree with;

VERONICA WAS JUST AS BAD FOR JD AS HE WAS FOR HER

In the following rant, I will only be talking about the musical, not the film.

I see a lot of Heathers fans talking about what a sweet baby Veronica was and how she got caught up in something she never wanted to be a part of. And that is wrong.

At the beginning of the musical, before Veronica meets/starts dating JD, we see Veronica looking admiringly at the Heathers. She acknowledges their cruelty ("She is a mythic bitch") while also wishing to be one of them. Even in the midst of a song about how she wishes the world could be kinder, she admits that she would also choose the easier, crueller route if only she thought she could. After her (willing!) transformation into a Heather, we see her almost immediately begin to neglect her only actual friend, Martha ( "Dear Diary: It’s been 3 weeks since I became friends with the Heathers." "I’m really sorry that I flaked on you last week."). It is also before meeting JD that Veronica tricks Martha with the Ram Note. Despite not wanting to at first, we see her being quite quickly/easily persuaded. It's also worth noting that she makes no attempt to help Martha between giving her the note and seeing her at the party. Even then, she didn't stop Martha from talking to Ram, though she did tell her to leave the party when the Heathers borough out the Martha-Piñata.

In the middle of Veronica's morality crisis comes JD, an abused traumatised teenager with an addiction to guns, explosions and slushies. At first, JD seems pretty set on getting through high school relatively quietly, since he believes his dad will force him to move away soon, so there's no point in making friends/getting involved. He only beats up Kurt and Ram after ignoring them doesn't work, and actively tells Veronica not to go through with the Ram Note. He quickly becomes dependent on Veronica, who he imprints on almost like a duckling does, on the first person to show him kindness. At this point, he essentially becomes a loaded weapon for Veronica to point and shoot. He sees her being upset and he does what he thinks is right to protect her. While he does have his flaws (mainly lying to Veronica about Heather, Kurt and Ram's deaths), it's important to remember that he grew up in a violent house and associates certain types of violence with love. I also think seeing Veronica (someone he loves) being hurt/abused will've brought back feelings of anger and helplessness from seeing his mother abused. There's a chance her suicide left him with a literal "kill or be killed" mentality. It's also possible the knowledge that he couldn't help his mother led him to be more extreme in his protection of Veronica than he otherwise might've been.

After Kurt and Ram's deaths, Veronica asks JD to stop being violent, AND HE DOES. I think this is something very important that a lot of people ignore/overlook. Violence/murder is a legitimate addiction for JD, and he mentions in Freeze Your Brain that his addictions help with self-harming and even suicidal thoughts and feelings ("When the voice in your head, Says you're better off dead, Don't open a vein! Just freeze your brain...") And yet, when Veronica asks him to, he stops cold turkey. Unfortunately, going completely cold turkey is always very difficult, and JD begins carrying a gun again. We only see it when he's at home with his Dad, who we can see earlier makes him uncomfortable/unsafe (depending on how the actor plays it). It's possible, though stretching a bit, that JD was only carrying at home because of the lack of safety with his dad. However, Veronica leaves him as soon as she sees that he's struggling.

To summarize, she forced someone with untreated trauma and a long history of homicidal/suicidal urges to quit an addiction cold turkey and then left when he began struggling with staying sober. Again, I'm not saying that JD was blameless, or that Veronica should've been responsible for her boyfriend's mental health when she was struggling with her own, but there were better ways to approach the situation and it feels a lot like Veronica used JD and left him. He was completely dependent on her, and I believe both of them knew that. At the very least, JD seemed to fully acknowledge the way he "needs" her (": I was meant to be yours! We were meant to be one! I can’t make it alone! Finish what we’ve begun!") Veronica, however, isn't dependent on JD in the same way. She, knowingly or unknowingly, uses JD. She even admits "I wanted someone strong who could protect me", then immediately turn the blame on him, claiming her "infected" her. At any rate, this is when JD goes full homicidal maniac. It also says a lot about Veronica that she does not attempt to inform any teachers, local law enforcement or her parents about what was going on. While I admit her parents probably wouldn't believe her, a teacher would easily be able to check the boiler room to confirm/disprove Veronica's accusations, and police/fire would definitely take a bomb threat seriously, especially from a school that had three student suicides in the past few months. I'm not sure whether she was banking on JD's dependence on her to prevent him from hurting her or if she was worried her involvement in the previous suicides would be uncovered, but neither is a good enough reason not to have the school evacuate the way a teacher/emergency services would be able to.

All in all, JD and Veronica were both flawed people and they amplified negative qualities in each other. It's not fair to treat either of them as blameless or perfect when most of the plot of Heathers wouldn't've happened if they hadn't met and brought the worst out in each other. The End.

#heathers #sorry for the rant #veronica sawyer #jason dean #long post #wow this wasn't supposed to be so long #tw addiction #tw death mention #tw suidice #just any triggers you can think of for heathers #tw abuse #tw toxic relationship #feel free to let me know if you disagree #i love a good debate

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melandollic · 1 year

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what if i started going on emotional dear diary type rants again lmao

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xoxo-dear-diary · 8 months

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Dear Diary,

Got my nails done and went to see Ferm, haven’t mentioned him yet but I went to college with him and saved his life, he has type one diabetes and one time blacked out and I have him insulin but he has schizophrenia, not sure if it’s drug induced or not but he needs helps. He lives in Mineral Wells so it was a drive. He wanted me to meet his mom and as I walked into his house I see a handwritten sign that says no guests or I’ll call the police. Guess I was an exception, apparently he told his mom about me some stuff imagined some otherwise. She began her rant about veganism finally we head out we go to Pastafina. He holds my hand and he acts like we’re a couple. He starts taking about the CIA and how they erased his memory. We shared two cigarettes and he drank two coronas. We ate our food. We left and he didn’t want it to end but I had a long drive and he wasn’t mentally okay. He asked to go to his place so we headed back. He wanted me to spend the night but I couldn’t and didn’t want to, his mom even asked me to stay. Finally I head out and he told me he loved me, I didn’t know what to say.

As I drove back how I updated my exs mom about our visit in an audio message and after an hour she responded, we both needed a break to work on ourselves and we both had our issues we need to work on and maybe one day we’ll get back together and maybe not?

I’m hoping we do. I love him, but she said take it one day at at time.

Xoxo till next time diary

#diary #digital diary

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nazumikaz · 10 months

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🪻Welcome to my garden 🪻

This is my directory as a guide to know what I will be tagging on this blog. Please pay attention to them and mute the ones you'd like to accordingly.

#🪻//Dear diary -

This is my general rant tag, outside fandom posts and plain text posts.

#🪻//Directory -

To find this post, or any rule related post.

#🌷//Butterflies -

My fanart tag, this will include any type of fandom art, memes or text posts. Each piece will be fandom tagged accordingly for easy searching.

#🌹//Poisonous -

Any dead dove centric text posts, images or anything will be tagged this. Fandom dead dove will be tagged accordingly.

#🌺//Framed -

My own original art, all compiled in a single place. Fanart made by me will have any additional fandom tags, original art will not be tagged anything more than this.

#💐//Yaoi battlefield -

Any memes, text posts or reblogs of my group of friends. Yeah I picked the name kinda.

#🪻//Dear diary #🪻//Directory

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yoranthony20 · 1 year

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Dear diary

I'am Roy Anthony Bayang I am a senior high school student from cansojong national high school.i start immersion 04/17/23 ended 05/2/23 during my work immersion.There are a lot of learnings and knowledge that I can used right now. In our work area they teach us about things especially in michanics and computer operator. For me , at first I was so scared about this kind of work because it makes me uncomfortable about touching the others part of computer but now I realized that it is just so easy.

I was so excited for being and work immersionist because for this type of experienced help me more to be a responsible student and a future worker in our society. This type of experienced teach me a lot of things about the real life world of work. Maybe we can experienced disappointment and failures in work. but by that's experienced it helps me to be a better work student.

The best experienced that I can share to all of you is on how we cope our problems and strugglles on our work. Teaching by others workers help us more to be more better student and a worker at their shop. Sharing ideas, foods and rants especially sharing with our problems and make solution of it is the best thing is the best experienced in my work immersion so far.

Failures may will faced us but success may come if we manifest it "This words will keep in my mind always and even if I'm facing difficulties in life there's no point if we focused that area we should and move forward and keep in fight

#ozlacabylime

#12-Gemini

#ozlacabylime

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onlydigressing · 1 year

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Dear Onlydigressing- You’re Queer. You’re Valid. Stop Gaslighting yourself. (2/?)

Hello. Welcome to my diary and/or spiral prevention method. The idea is that I will allow myself to spiral and over analyze myself in a healthy, not anxious manner. While I do that, I will document my stream of thoughts and try to make myself coherent. Then, when I am actually upset and/or feel invalid, I can come here and read this to myself to prevent an unhappy spiral. It sounds logical, in theory. Plus, then I can feel fancy and influencer-like. It’s not because I hate journaling but also have a shitty memory.

So, to really start this off, I think I am going to make a rough timeline of relevant events for me. Im not making a post for each one, this is more a for me to know where to start and what to talk about. There is going to be some overlap with some other posts I have made, because “Aspec Rants” was sort of a prequel to this.

I already did an intro.

Well I thought I was straight. That was… incorrect.

I was a baby aspec and didn’t realize it. So much confusion…

I just need a post to talk about all the ways I was so confused as a child.

I acquired a boyfriend. That was interesting. We broke up. I was still confused.

Started become a really invested “ally” who wanted to learn about all different kinds of labels and sexualities

I was obviously using ally as an excuse to to research “lgbtq stuff” because I was, in fact, a member of the LGBTQIA+ Community

I thought I was demisexual. I still could be, I guess, I just don’t vibe with that word as much anymore.

I started entertaining the notion I could be biromantic

Congratulations, Onlydigressing, You Had Your First Gay Crisis

Which was also a major Ace Crisis

I then started learning about attraction types and looked closer at my ex relationship

I realized that I can’t remember everything about my relationship. I pretty sure it’s the normal amount of forgetting since it ended almost a year ago… but I also have a shitty memory, can easily block people out of my life physically and emotionally because i think I have issues, and i have post break up bias soooooo.

Had to analyze myself (what a surprise), because my background religion, asexuality, and biromantic… Biromanticism? Biromanticness? I don’t know- all three of them were colliding.

Started vibing with calling myself Aspec, Asexual, Bi, Biromantic, Biromantic Asexual… whatever.

Future Problems- stay tuned.

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credit to @justlgbtthings for the ace hearts divider

#queer #ace pride #asexual #demisexual #bisexual #biromantic #spiral message

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cyborgchickenbanana · 1 year

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Good evening. Well, it’s about my bedtime where I am. I’m not sure who will be reading my blog. Maybe my friends, if they find this. Or if I tell them. Perhaps strangers will be reading this, but I hope the type of strangers I could be friends with.

So, friend, if I may call you that, I have this impulsive urge to tell you things. I feel that tumblr offers an intimacy other platforms are ignorant to. I’m not sure how else to explain things. I have this primal desire to be known and possibly even praised, but I am a devotee of privacy.

This all sounds pretentious. The way I’m writing right now. How silly. Anyway, you should know I keep a diary. My goal for 2022 was to journal everyday and I ended up filling 4 journals documenting my life and I’d like to do that again this year. I say I have a diary rather than a journal is because I want to cling to this idea of teenagehood and also because starting all my rants with “dear diary” makes me laugh a little.

I guess the real reason I’m writing this right now rather than doing things that would make sense is that, well, let me think of how to explain. I think I mentioned in a past post my mom put restrictions on my phone? So I’m using an old Chromebook to access tumblr and I opened up Instagram today. I haven’t checked Instagram in a couple months. I only use it to pretend to be social with people from my school. People keep asking why I stopped using Instagram and I’ve been blaming it on the person who convinced me to download the app in the first place. But the point is I opened Insta and I even posted some pictures to prove I’m living and alive. Looking at other people’s posts didn’t exactly make me happy, though, so I guess I don’t miss it as much as I thought I did. I saw selfies from the person who convinced me to get Instagram and TikTok a while ago. We don’t talk now. They look happy which is cool. It just gave me this mix of nostalgia (although, it’s only been about two months since we stopped talking) and loneliness (I tend to feel like an outsider in most situations).

Can I tell you more things about myself? I love glitter gel pens. I prefer to write notes with blue ink and assessments in black. I need three pillows to sleep or else my back aches but only use one blanket. I love coffee but I like it with lots of creamer. I prefer low top shoes over high tops. I eat saltines by the sleeve-ful, peanut butter by the spoonful, and caramels in slow savory bites. I like collecting rain water, especially in the summer. I’ve been told I make a small noise when I smile for pictures.

Okay, okay. That was very much. Thank you for listening--er, reading. I hope next time I’ll have a clearer direction for my post.

#jo's writing #jo rambles #tumblr diary #writing #trying to relearn the tumblr algorithm lol

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lilacsandwhiskey · 3 years

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Swipe Right // Ch 2

Pairing: Liam Rhys x Riley Brooks (TRR)

Warnings: language, suggestive comments sorta, nothing too crazy

catch up here

One glass, two glass, three glass, four. Riley was a hiccuping between giggles as her two best friends sat on either side of her as the movie continued. “See, she’s just stupid. Who asks who’s there if you just heard a sound in your house?” Daniel rants, shoving his buttery hands towards the television. “I probably would.” Cassie responded, laughing as she shoved a handful of popcorn in her mouth.

“About time that movie is over!” Riley calls, taking another sip of her wine as the credits roll. “You’re not allowed to pick anymore movies.” Riley pointed at Cassie. “My choices are usually good.” Cassie argues, laying on the spot Riley was just at before getting up to place the popcorn bowl in her sink.

“Since when did we become twenty something year olds having sleepovers every Saturday night? We are royally pathetic.” Daniel realizes before picking up Riley’s phone. “Hey, woah, woah, woah. That’s my phone, not yours. Are you that drunk?” “No, just trying to see if my girl has been at least getting a dick pic every now and then.” He says with a hiccup. “I told you I wasn’t going on anymore Tinder dates.”

Daniel is already opening the app, the first person popping up is a guy posing with a chicken nugget. “It gets weirder and weirder.” By this time, Cassie has scooted in closer to Daniel to watch the action. Riley is on a rant about why online dating never works and how the men in NY are sewer rats. That’s before Daniel scares the living being out of each of the girls around him.

“Dear Jesus, my God and Holy Savior. I’d like to thank you for this man I do not know but I personally would like to. And please bless me for… swiping right for my friend.” Before Riley can snatch the phone out of his hand, he’s already swiped and there it pops up: a match. “You didn’t even read his bio.” Riley whines. “I didn’t need to. All you need to know is his name is Maxwell and he’s quite literally the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen, so you’re welcome.”

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“How did you learn to hook a phone to a television?” “Who doesn’t know how to do that?” Drake replies, standing by the television. One hand, he has the controller, the other, his cell phone. His mouth is half hung open as he concentrates on hitting several buttons while Liam sits back on the couch, hands resting on his stomach.

“And… here we go. We are live.” Suddenly, the first girl pops up on the screen as Drake takes a seat. “I feel like this is wrong in so many ways.” Liam remarks, shaking his head. “Come on, let’s do this Princess Diaries style.” “You’ve seen that?” “And you haven’t?” Drake asks. “Sure I have.” “Then don’t question it.”

“Okay, first girl. Blonde, she’s cute, has a dog.” “Sure.” “Okay, swipe right.” Drake slides his finger over the phone to complete the task. “Red head?” “She looks too much like Olivia.” “How about her?” “Says she’s not someone you bring home to your mother.” Liam mumbles.

The night continues with swipe after swipe, eventually matches are being made. The swiping doesn’t stop though. The next girl was definitely one that made Liam sit up. He sits his scotch down on the coffee table in front of them. He notices the pretty girl - brown hair, a type he thinks he’s developed, with pretty green eyes. She’s posing with her friends, with a dog, hiking, and one that looks like she had been out on the town with her friends.

“Riley B… Hm, what’s her bio say?” Liam asks. “Hmm, let’s see. It says…” Drake pulls it up on the screen. “She can make you a mean mixed drink or whiskey neat, loves dogs, enjoys a night out or in, mentions that she’s a big fan of pasta.” “I do love some pasta.” Liam remarks. “Swipe right.” He instantly adds.

Drake found himself replying to cheesy pick up lines quickly, reiterating that it was his best friend - not the man himself. Some girls found it endearing that a man’s best friend cared so much, others found it more or less creepy. “Look, she has to get through me to get to you.” Drake says to his friend who is watching the screen of the television become its own reality show.

“Oh, look! New matches. Grace, Riley, and Liz matched you!” Drake announces. Liam grins at the utter attention - there’s no doubt he loves it. Girls began messaging left and right, something Drake was handling well on his own. “You’re the best assistant ever.” Liam jokes. “Hush, I’m trying to find a queen for my country too, ya know?”

“These girls really want your dick, man.” Drake says, laughter erupting from him. “That’s rather degrading. I have a great personality too, you know?” Liam is entering back into the living room after a short phone call with his father. “Some of them are able to have normal conversations. Like Liz and Riley.”

Liam was intrigued at the conversations his friend seemed to be having with the girls. They really were fawning over him. A nice confidence boost, Liam thought. One in particular got his attention when it wasn’t the start of a cheesy pick up line or someone saying they’d like to climb him like a tree.

And that was how Liam, now Maxwell got his first date. “Great, now I sound like a dick and she probably thinks I’m going to murder her.”

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Riley had been arguing with her friends over the last fifteen minutes she was exchanging conversation with not the man she was now going on a date with tomorrow - but his best friend.

Cassie and Daniel were coaching in her ear how to respond, causing her to get sensory overload and snap. “Hush!” She snapped, her friends getting quiet quickly. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to snap but oh my god, what if I get murdered tomorrow?” “You’re meeting in a public place!” “But still, this is literally the weirdest encounter I’ve had on this app. I’m convinced I’m going to die. I’m cancelling.” Before Riley could type out a message to, once again not Maxwell, but his best friend, who refused to give him his number yet, Cassie was snatching it out of her hand.

“How about this? Daniel and I will get there early like we’re on our own date, and so we’ll be there to make sure you don’t get murdered.” Cassie explains. “Fine, but if this goes horrendously, I’m unfriending the both of you and deleting the app.”

Riley got quiet as she thought over what the next morning could look like. Riley knew she was getting herself into a mess, but she seemed to always be up for a good mess. It built her character, she’d say.

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A/N: thank you so much for the love so far! i’m having so much fun writing this. this is too fun 😂😂😂 we are straying a little bit of canon personality because they have POTENTIAL ok

tag list: @lovingchoices14 @gkittylove99 @princessleac1 @hopelessromanticmonie @emersynwrites @queenjilian @bebepac @sfb123 @twinkleallnight

#the royal romance #the royal romance liam #liam rhys trr #liam rhys #riley brooks #choices trr #trr choices

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starshine583 · 3 years

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Journal Entry 5

(This entry references New Girl on the Block Chapter 6. enjoy!)

Entry 1 / Entry 4

Monday, January 21st

What’s that expression Paris has started using? Ladybug’s Luck? I had some of that today. On my way out the school- believe it or not, I was alone -this boy came waltzing up the front steps and asked if I knew Marinette. And who should I find this mystery person’s name to be? Adrien Agreste. Yes, you read that right. Adrien Agreste, the French model who’s been posting an obnoxious amount of ads and posters across Paris. Come to find out, he attended her old school, Dupont. Marinette didn’t tell me that that was the name, but Adrien Agreste has only attended one school. Apparently, she didn’t know that he was visiting her school today, nor did she tell Adrien her new school’s name. She also became extremely distraught when I told her that he’d stopped by. This infers that Adrien is not only the person who’s been following her, but he could very well be the person she’d made those birthday gifts for as well. Luckily, I didn’t tell Agreste that she attended the school. I actually told him that no new students had enrolled since last year. I know that sounds contradictory to my intentions of getting to know Marinette’s personal life, but I can’t investigate her if she decides to transfer schools again, can I? Besides, I find myself rather concerned for her, strange as that may be. Stalking cases can turn quite serious if not contained properly, and Marinette admittedly doesn’t seem the type to deserve to go through such ordeals. Hopefully, Agreste will move onto a new victim once he realizes that there are a ridiculous amount of women who are more than willing to throw themselves at his feet.

Aside from the Adrien Agreste visit, though, I’ve also learned that Marinette listens to Jagged Stone (It was a tad disappointing, but I suppose I can accept it.) and loves aquariums. When Claude suggested that we go this Saturday, she became so excited that she wiggled in her chair. It was a strange thing to do, but I’m starting to realize that most of the things she does are strange. (To myself, anyway) I need to cut this entry short for the sake of sleep, but I’ll write more as soon as I can.

Dear Diary,

I’m totally freaking out! Apparently, Adrien showed up at my school today and asked Felix where to find me! Thankfully, Felix told him that I actually didn’t attend the school, so Adrien left, but still! How did he find out? The name of my school was supposed to be a secret. I asked Maman about it, because Felix said that a girl had told Adrien the name, but Maman didn’t know anything. She actually got really angry and started ranting about charging Adrien with harassment. I managed to talk her down, though. Then we called Mlle. Bustier, because she’s the only one who could have told him, but she also didn’t know anything about it. So how did he know??? Maybe Nathalie looked it up for him? *Sigh* At least Felix didn’t tell him where I was. He’s definitely proving to be someone I can depend on. He even offered to drive me home, isn’t that nice? I think he’s a lot softer than he leads people to believe. But did you know that he hates Jagged Stone? I couldn’t believe it! He even called Jagged’s music “noise”. Noise! It was so rude. I forced him to listen to a song, and he did say it wasn’t that bad. Then I made him give me one of his earbuds to listen to one of his songs, which turned out to be a mistake.. We ended up getting way too close to each other! I ended up stuttering and blushing, and it was so embarrassing. He was good about it and didn’t say anything, but just.. Ugh. Why does he have to be so handsome? Well- not handsome handsome. Just like.. You know.. The usual handsome. The normal type of good looking. Anyway, it was totally weird, but at least I learned that his eyes have little specks of blue in them. It looked pretty neat!

I think that’s all for today, but I’ll be sure to talk more tomorrow. See ya later, Dear Diary!

#Rosemary AU #Journal Entries #felinette #Marinette #felix culpa

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