I keep thinking of more things from Transmission, but like can we talk about the moment when Adrien is going to visit Marinette the first time, and he's like she's probably sad bc of Chat Noir, and Plagg is like you mean bc of you? This is what happens when heroes flirt, people get their hearts broken, and Adrien doesn't even try to argue, he's just like yeah, that was wrong of me, I should fix it.
As someone who writes on their lunch break, the most terrifying question I can get from a coworker is "what are you writing" because most of the time it's a gay angel allegory about the concept of purity and fear of the other based on my experiences leaving the church because I found out I was queer and that is not the easiest thing to explain to a high school kid taking out the trash
I keep squirreling off too much so I can't focus long enough to write. It's too late to really go anywhere to do fun stuff. Even if we knew of fun stuff to do. I've got piercings and tattoos on the brain but I can't really get any piercings bc everything I can think of is just gonna give me problems. I don’t have money for a tattoo, and even if I did there's no possible way to get one tonight.
There's plenty of fun stuff we can do tomorrow, but I wanna do something nnoooowwwww
Me, silently: I have been unable to do anything but stare at my laptop screen unproductively for four hours. Also my fruit roll up has melted in the heat.