Diary of a Teenaged Mimic
category:Action
update time:2026/3/12 11:58:22
Latest chapter:Day Nineteen
Tabitha Diaz fits in, wherever she winds up. Even when that wherever is another world entirely. "Wear the mask long enough and you become the mask," isn''''t scary for the mask... *** Note the First: Originally released on Royal Road, I will be releasing one Day per hour until Scribble Hub is caught up, at which point it will be cross-posted on the normal one Day per day schedule. As there are currently approaching one thousand Days, it will take a six weeks of hourly Days to catch up. Enjoy! Note the Second: the Diary is written one Day per day, posted on the day it''''s written, concurrent with the IRL day (the Solstices and Equinoxes are on the Solstices and Equinoxes, for example). This does mean (once you''''re caught up) you''''re seeing my first drafts. I apologize for any imperfections due to that. *** What To Expect: OP MC who is far too much of an utter dumbass to realize how OP she is. Slice of Life. Many Slice. Much Life. Very of. Wow. Humor so stupid it makes the MC look smart, if that''''s even possible. WLWLW Romance between two Bi Women and their Tiger-Woman Maid, with far more content about post-connection living and loving than ''''will they / won''''t they'''' faffing about. POLY Romance in a non-heteronormative society. In case WLWLW with three Ws instead of two wasn''''t clear. Slow Burn everything, because each IRL day covers one day in the MC''''s life. More or less. Weak to Slightly Less Weak Moral Compass Progression Occasional bouts of over the top threats when MCs family is threatened. Oddly slightly more common bouts of even-further-over-the-top violence when MCs family member(s) are harmed. Frequent Food Porn, because Late-Teen Olympic-Tier-Athletes Eat Much Food. Unusual yet Not Entirely Off-Brand Versions of Semi-Familiar European Deities. Limited LitRPG elements, because this is my first LitRPG fiction and I didn''''t want to lean on those and screw it up. Whatever the fuck else Tabitha decides to get up to when she gets a wild hair up her ass. Oh. Profanity. Shit tons of profanity. Sometimes creative. Often grammatically incorrect and teleologically improbable. You have been warned. "Sir! Tabitha''''s thirsty again!" "Bring out the horny bat." "We tried that, Sir! Her thirst is too powerful! The bat broke!" "My god, man, throw some Maenads at her or something!" "Oh, no! They''''re all Reveling, and she''''s Just Gotten Thirstier!"