Stereotypes

Beneath the hush of her lashes,

her thoughts bloom in shadows,

soft whispers of hunger,

fragile, yet fierce.

She carries silence like silk,

woven with secrets,

stitched with longing.

Every glance, a confession

a yearning for touch, for surrender,

for the unraveling of all restraint.

Her eyes hold a flame her lips dare not speak:

know me,

undo me,

leave nothing but ache.

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Gift fic for Maroonlife.

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Summary:

Prince Raj writes in his diary concerning the events of the Tanbarun Arc, particularly during Shirayuki's abduction by pirates, and the events afterwards. Private thoughts confined in ink and secluded in bounded leather on a quiet night, the crown prince reflects.

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Fandom: Akagami no Shirayukihime / Snow White with the Red Hair

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Rating: G / K+

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Genre: Adventure/Friendship

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Chapter(s): 1

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Word Count: 1,049

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Characters: Raji Shenazard, Shirayuki (mentioned), Umihebi (mentioned), Claw of the Sea (mentioned)

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Relationships: Raji Shenazard & Shirayuki, Raji Shenazard & Umihebi (mentioned/antagonistic), Raji Shenazard & Claw of the Sea (mentioned/antagonistic)

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Hope you guys enjoy this Raji fanfic!

Herb Ya Later!

where are the good rom-coms at?

seriously! I remember growing up in the 00s, I would check the tv guide to see which movie to watch, or even go to the movie theatre with friends. and we had all the classics! She's the Man, The Notebook, John Tucker, 13 going on 30, 10 things I hate about you, What happens in Vegas, Bridget Jones...

it's getting to a point where I don't know if we should blame Netflix, Prime, Disney and Crave for literally producing 10 000 movies a year, with cringe plots or is romance just dead? I blame social media on this one.

weirdly I'm noticing the fewer romcoms that are actually good-ish, are book adaptations. On my to-do list : go to the bookstore and buy all the books being made into movies in 2026.

I miss the feel good romcoms, the super cheesy ones.

I miss the good soundtrack that you remember years later. The other day I was listening to the Bridget Jones soundtrack and I realised I can attach each song to bits of the movie.

I miss the ones set in nyc and you see the skyline every 20min, but I don't care because its pretty.

I miss the "reveal" moment, when one of the characters finally expresses feelings. it's like now people deliberately avoid communicating to avoid rejection. make communication sexy again.

We joke about it with our friends.

“Did you ask ChatGPT?”

But at what point did we stop thinking before asking?

This is about journaling, private writing, and why some thoughts deserve friction.

Making a profile to talk shit to somebody is pathetic. Talking shit with false information to me will get you cuss tf out. Nothing that is fake will ever be serious to me 🤷🏾‍♀️ If some of yall are clearly so bothered, why hide behind anonymous or spam profiles. Absolutely pathetic.

I had a dog named Eysie who lived 10 years (2009-2019). I was saddened. 😥

And she enjoyed the ballads.

And today, Paty (same species as Eysie's) is accompanying my life.