#free manko

[cereal-before-milk]

VAGINAS AND JAPAN

What would happen if in a country like Japan, which has a festivity on phallic symbols (Kanamara Matsuri), a woman decides to exhibit art whose main concept is the vagina? Maybe you already know the answer or you can imagine it or maybe not, anyway this is what happened to Megumi Igarashi, a mangaka, artist, sculptor, feminist and activist, whose mission is to free Manko.

❀ MEGUMI IGARASHI

also known by her stage name Rokudenashiko, which means good for nothing, she was born in Shizuoka prefecture, Japan, on March 14, 1972. Unlike her sister, who was a perfect girl, Megumi wasn't a good student, wasn't even good at sports and wasn't a very formal girl either. Igarashi was also bullied, although she was so insensitive that didn't even realize she was being bullied. In 1990 she moved to Tokyo to study philosophy at Kokugakuin University. Shortly after graduating in 1994, she began to devote herself to manga, even winning an award from the Kodansha publishing house in 1998. Making manga made her less and less excited due to the competitiveness, but Igarashi found a refuge in experience reporting manga or of reality (taiken rupo).

In 2002 Megumi got married so she began to introduce her sexual experiences into her works. She created a manga about infidelities (something that happened in their marriage on both sides) and as the society in which she lives they only get angry with women and men are usually forgiven, but very few people in Japan managed it understand, so didn't have many sales. When discussing her sexual experiences, she realized that no female mangaka drew pussys. Megumi says that all the feminist artists' portraits of vaginas she had seen were sad and dark, showing how difficult it is to be a woman, but she wanted to show a more cheerful and colorful vision of the vagina and make it a pop icon, just like the penis in her country.

Igarashi had a complex about her own vagina, as she had never seen another one before and thought her might be abnormal. More or less there came the idea of ​​starting to make molds and art on her vulva. At first the artist was a bit cautious, but when she started receiving a lot of negative reviews and comments like "you must be a really horny girl", she jumped at the idea of ​​dedicating herself to making art with her manko (Japanese slang for refer to vagina).

Megumi wants women to be able to talk about their pussy freely. "Most Japanese women have been brainwashed by their parents since they were children to think that their body, especially their vagina, is obscene. Boys are allowed to talk about the penis easily, even in public, but girls are not allowed. Parents forbid it. I think it leads women to think that our sexual organs are shameful and dirty. If women had more freedom to talk about their vagina, they could ask to use a condom, discuss sexual illnesses, their problems, etc. without being embarrassed, since people feel uncomfortable just hearing man(ko), but the same doesn't happen when they hear the word penis". Verbatim words from her blog 6d745.

❀ MANKO ART

As I said before the main theme of Rokudenashiko's art is her Manko. With that idea always being the center of her artistic concept, she has designed a lot of objects from necklaces, bracelets, to cell phone covers or even a remote-controlled robot.

Within her art collection in 2011 a series was born that she calls Deco-man, which is a play on words between decoration and manko. It basically consists of making molds of her vagina, decorating them and turning them into dioramas where her vagina is subtly camouflaged, like on that golf course or on the moon.

Her star work is a 2 meter Kayak called Pussy Boat. She even cost her freedom to carry it out.

And how can we forget about Manko-chan, her beloved pop icon. A very striking figure with a funny (obviously) slightly anthropomorphic pussy shape that has a manga and a lot of merchandising such as: floats, clothes, figures of different colors, plushies, etc.

She also organizes workshops for women who are interested in learning more about their vagina. And they don't need to bring materials, since Megumi prepares everything.

❀ HOW DID SHE BECOME AN ALLEGED CRIMINAL?

In July 2014, the mangaka was arrested at her home and all her works were seized for violating Japanese law against obscenity. It all begins in 2013 when she wants to raise money through crowdfunding to carry out her star work, a Kayak (pussy boat) with which to take walks.

To all the people who contributed to the project, she sent the data of her vagina so that they could make the 3D project, but despite the fact that it was something artistic / for work, it violated the laws of obscenity, since in Japan it is forbidden to share your private parts. Obviously, Igarashi didn't think her detention was fair at all, since sharing data isn't obscene at all. "My vagina is no different from my legs or my arms," ​​She claimed to the police. And of course it was not fair at all, since the police and the press, from a corrupt system, violated her rights and criminalized Megumi for an act that she didn't even initially have, political, vindictive and far from obscene intentions.

She spent 10 days in jail, during which time a total of 21,000 signatures were collected online to drop the charges against Megumi, and a week later she was released. But on December 3 of that same year, she was arrested again along with Minori Watanabe, a feminist writer and sex shop owner, for displaying an "obscene" object, a plaster replica of Pussy Boat, in Watanabe's store. (everything in a sex shop could be considered obscene, don't bother). On December 24, Igarashi was charged with "exhibition of obscenity", "electromagnetic obscenity recording" and "distribution of electromagnetic obscenity recording medium" and was finally released on bail on the 26th. In 2015 the trials took place to declare her guilty or not guilty.

A couple of curiosities that I have read on her Twitter is that of the 3 judges of the supreme court who handled her case over the years, all were men and in Japan there are also women in the supreme court and also that since she was bored between trial and trial looked for a part-time job.

*a part is not guilty* Photograph: Kazuhiro Nogi

In 2016 she was found not guilty, because as the Kayak had such a striking decoration and color it was difficult to relate it to a pussy. She still had to pay a fine of ¥400,000 (€2,800 / $3,100) for having shared her vagina data and everything that the police had seized from her was returned and Megumi was finally able to navigate her kayak.

Had she been found guilty, she would have faced 2 years in prison and a fine of ¥2.5 million ($19,400/€18,000), a disproportionate punishment considering what she did. In 2021 Megumi Igarashi could already breathe without worry since she had her last trial (she could still have gone to jail), she paid the fine and is finally free. But not everything was a punishment for Igarashi, thanks to the fact that her case went viral and reached many parts of the world, Mike Scott, singer and guitarist of The Waterboys, became interested in her, he is currently her husband and they both had a son. So for Megumi being arrested became a kind of Tinder.

❀ WHAT IS OBSCENITY? 2016

French edition/ spanish edition

Megumi Igarashi narrates in this manga a bit of her life, everything that led her to make art with her vagina, the days she was in prison and the injustices and absurd situations she has experienced.

Obscenity is full of very interesting reflections on the female body and why it is considered obscene. Spoiler alert: because the man only sees them as a sexual object, but Rokudenashiko proves that it is just another body part. "They can be erotic, but they can also be funny, empowering or adorable."

The manga It a strong criticism of Japanese society, although it can also be applied to many others (I think the whole world shares taboos towards the vagina, maybe not in the same way, but in essence). This criticizes hypocrisy, since of course penises and vaginas are not the same, but not only in form and function but also because of how they are treated/represented in society. Megumi questions the reason for this, because the vagina is disgusting and is never portrayed, why it is talked about with disgust or even it seems as if it is forbidden to talk about it because it generates rejection and yet the same thing doesn't happen with the penis.

A couple of details that catch my attention is how the "Good for nothing" hides her anger with humor. In fact, humor is also used to cover up situations of criticism and injustice and thereby demonstrate the strength of the author, she applied the best way to laugh rather than cry. The other detail is how she never gives a conclusion. This manga that borders on the documentary, doesn't have absolute answers, only guidelines through personal experiences so that you can draw your own conclusions and be more or less on her side. She doesn't try to force you to have her same ideals.

What is Obscenity? is an excellent choice if you want to eliminate the taboos that your society has put in your head about the pussy, see the vagina with different eyes, normalize it, appreciate it much more and turn it into something pop.

Just say thank you Megumi Igarashi and FREE MANKO! <3

#feminist #feminism #Megumi igarashi #Rokudenashiko #free manko #3d art #japan #manga #manga recommendation #I love this woman so much

[katrynamankoart]

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[basilgrows]

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#free Manko #Shinjuku ophthalmologist #Megumi Igarashi #vagina art

[massive-goods-blog]

(Photo: Kazuki Watanabe/Buzzfeed)

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Rokudenashiko is kicking off the PEN World Voices Fest tomorrow via feed, and to celebrate, we’re offering free domestic shipping on What is Obscenity and Manko Riot tees with code: obscenemanko. Good all week~

But forreal, do NOT miss this opportunity to hear Rokudenashiko talk about the virtues, blessings, banes and tribulations of championing the freedom of vaginal expression. Her presentations ALWAYS arouse a holler (they’re seriously some of the most entertaining performances we’ve translated, for one).  

From PEN: 

Rokudenashiko, a feminist Japanese manga artist making colorful models of her vagina, Ali Asgar, an LGBTQ+ Bangladeshi performance artist, and revolutionary Iranian singer-songwriter Mohsen Namjoo, the “Bob Dylan of Iran” (New York Times), will explore politics, gender and identity, and discuss their experiences facing persecution for their creative expression. The conversation will be moderated by Alexandra Munroe, Guggenheim Senior Curator for Asian Art. We will also enjoy some music by Mohsen Namjoo, and the event will be followed by a reception.

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[goldenlaquer]

Could I request some general headcanons for the Kiheitai (including Nizou), like how do they get along with each other, how they spend their free time etc. Unfortunately Gintama didn't show us a lot of Kiheitai interactions. Wishing you all the best for your blog!

 I gotchu, anon. The Kiheitai faction has got to be one of the more underrated aspects of Gintama for sure. Thanks so much for your words!

Kiheitai Headcanons:

Kijima Matako:

If you got something to say to her face, make it sweet and short, or you’ll be staring down the business ends of her revolvers. Unless you are Takasugi Shinsuke, of course. But doubly so if your name is Takechi Henpeita.

With a quick temper and happy trigger fingers, Manko Matako should be on anyone’s list of whom not the cross, but within the Kiheitai, this means plenty of entertainment between missions and during space travel. As a result, often poked and prodded. 

She’s mostly chill with Bansai, but he sometimes (unintentionally) pisses her off when he (unintentionally) insults her. 

Do not listen to that twin-bunned ape. She definitely takes care of her body and especially her underwear, because you never know when Shinsuke-sama might succumb to his urges and-! 

is weak to cute things. Weak. Oh, and sweet things as well. She tries to keep it a secret. She doesn’t want to be viewed as childish. Safe to say, everyone in the Kiheitai knows anyways. 

Her free time is spent trying to find Shinsuke-sama, indulge in her mentioned vices, and kill Henpeita. 

Takechi Henpeita:

For the last time, “I am not a lolicon, I am a feminist.”

The one guy everyone loves to hate. 

If you think he only cosplays Takasugi then you are wrong. Matako, Bansai, Nizou. He even cosplays the Yorozuya trio (he loves cosplaying Kagura ofc) 

This hobby unfortunately is the main cause for all the beatings he takes, courtesy of Matako and Bansai. 

Speaking of beatings, he takes straight-up insults like a champ. Literally anything you say does not seem to faze him.

If Henpeita doesn’t want to be found, Henpeita won’t be found. Poof. But pissing Matako is so fun so you might find him by her at most times. The sibling dynamic is strong with them.

The thing is, when the going gets tough, the Kiheitai knows he’s got their back with his quick-thinking and skilled strategy. Despite all his creep tendencies and annoying habits, they can trust him with their lives. 

As for free time… well, whatever you think this man does in his free time might definitely be true. But BUT, despite what others may think, he actually does do serious things, like planning strategies, missions, emergencies and… err… other serious stuff. 

Kawakami Bansai:

this dude is just so naturally funny. Like, it doesn’t work if he’s trying, because the jokes are so terrible and dumb. 

I swear Bansai is intelligent, but he is the mastermind at interpreting things the wrong way, like he doesn’t understand the nuances of certain social situations.  

“Want to go out with me?” “Sure, where do you want to go?”

His shamisen playing is on point. But that fact and him being a night-owl causes a lot of complaints. No one wants to hear it at three in the morning.

Bansai looks out for Matako in and out of the battlefield, regardless of whether Takausugi orders it or not. He actually does like Henpeita, finds him funny and respects his prowess, but also likes mauling him with his shamisen lol

Does not get enough respect for his side job. Excuse me, being a producer for top-tier idols is his main. Being a Kiheitai assassin is just his side job.

really, not many in the Kiheitai care about his musical aptitude, except Shinsuke and Henpeita, who likes to discuss Enka. 

Nothing really special about his free time. He uses it for finishing the latest Otsuu single or finding a nice remote spot to just chill with his headphones. 

Okada Nizou:

He maintains a distance from the other members. Small talk here and there, nothing personal. Maybe some disparaging remarks too

Just business, y’all. Just business. 

Obscene amount of gel is needed to maintain than signature grey locks. In fact, he has a whole regimen. 

Might or might not think of himself as a silver fox. 

He’s prideful. God bless the new recruit who thinks he can make fun of the poor old blind man. He’ll prove you so wrong, you wouldn’t even know what happened until your head hits the floor and you’re staring up at Nizou.

“Not so bad for an old, blind man, eh?”

Remember when Nizou almost kills Matako? Yeah, they’re not on good terms.

Henpeita is probably the only one cheeky enough to playfully mess with Nizou and get way with it.

His free time: honing his blade and touching up his hair.

Takasugi Shinsuke:

Again, It’s business. He maintains the superior-subordinate relationship to a T. He doesn’t disclose personal thoughts/feelings or even small talk to the others. They don’t really mind. They all deeply respect him. 

Takasugi is always moving forwards. He doesn’t like lingering anywhere for too long. Doesn’t like growing attachments and sentiments. This means its kind of rare for him to meet up with the all the members when they aren’t on the run or travelling through space. 

Have a problem with him? He doesn’t care. Do your job right, or he’ll have a problem with you. 

That is, he’s more lenient to people who are competent and important to his goals.

Rare as it may be, there are times when he indulges his time with the members. Drinking and eating alongside them after an important mission goes particularly well and he’s in the right mood to be socializing with the others. 

He sometimes stays and listens to Bansai’s playing, even picking up an instrument and dueting with him. Shinsuke can appreciate fine music. 

Dry humor dude. You might see a hint of smirk if someone tells a very good joke. But even that disappears before anyone can process it. 

He ignores Matako’s fangirl-ing. It’s surprising that he’s so patient with her. He also tolerates Henpeito’s cosplay. It can be convenient when he wants to make a quick escape. 

Free time: doesn’t have any. Every moment is spent planning, planning, and planning.

All in all, the Kiheitai are a rough crowd, brought together by the one and only Takasugi Shinsuke, but I love them anyways. 

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[tealwood-shifts]

Intro to Tealwood Academy:

hello! it’s manko and this is my intro post for Tealwood.

Tealwood Academy is a four year boarding school in the new country Pacifica, where the school year starts in January and ends in December. Each year is broken up into six classes, E at the bottom and AA at the top. While there are many academies throughout Pacifica, none of them have a complete four year boarding school tradition that spans over a hundred years. Reaching class AA is the highest honor as a high school student you could imagine and the best part? Our school is almost entirely free save for food, room, and uniform.

Our story begins on orientation day where our class 1AA is announced. Mira Jane Agnelli is set up in an arranged marriage to Jasper Dempsey, the heir to the second richest family in the country. Mira Jane has four years to find someone better than Jasper to break off the engagement with or else she’ll be used to gain political and financial leverage for her family. The catch? She’s in love with Jasper and thinks he has eyes for someone else and that’s why she wants to get out of the engagement. Mira Jane doesn’t want to be in a marriage without love and maybe that will be her downfall.

On the other side of the stage is Oren Riviera, Mira Jane’s cousin. Her mother was set to inherit the Agnelli business and instead ran away with her father to live the life of ordinary middle class citizens. The two had three children and settled into a life of domesticity before Oren’s father dies tragically in a car accident. Oren wants to live a life with no regrets to honor her father and in doing so, she ends up at Tealwood where both of her parents attended. She starts to uncover secrets about her father’s death and in doing so, she loses trust in people who she thought were close to her. what does she find out and who does she have to blame?

Finally, our class president, Juno Nepenthe. She is the smartest girl in her grade with an older brother two years ahead of her, the representative of his own class. She portrays herself as a fun and bubbly person but underneath all the sunshine is a coiled spring ready to jump out. What is she hiding and why?

lol okay that’s all. i have profiles for the entirety of Class 1AA as well as everyone’s older and younger siblings that also go to the academy so i’ll probably be posting those later on if i get the chance. hope you like it and let me know if you want more!

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[figureskatingcostumes]

Nikita Manko's free program costume at the 2019 Four Continents Championships. The subtlest of roses (?).

(Photos by David W. Carmichael)

#Nikita Manko #Kazakhstan #2019 Four Continents #2018–2019 #Men #Figure skating

[dartumbles]

Review: Through the Magic Sunglasses by Mariia Manko

Review: Through the Magic Sunglasses by Mariia Manko

Through the Magic Sunglasses by Mariia Manko My rating: 3 of 5 stars This book gives the phrase “looking at the world through rose-colored glasses” a whole new meaning. I picked up this book for free on Kindle Unlimited because of the blurb. Okay. I’ll share it. “When Mariia storms out of her boyfriend’s Kyiv apartment forever, she has no idea what is awaiting her. She is handed a pair of ‘magic’…

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[figurelifeflirt]

Rostelecom Stage 1 junior Men free program #16-18

Grigory Fiodorov

Thoughts: the music had a sort of futuristic vibe to it at times. Interesting…

Edward Karartinyan

Thoughts: his short was not recorded but he impressed me last season so I’m glad I got to see his free this season😊

Ivan Popov

Thoughts: I always think it’s so cute when they finish with their necklaces wound around their ears

JGP Poland Ladies Short Program #1-3

Milanna Ramashova(BLR)

Thoughts: she makes me smile so quickly. She’s grown into a fine skater.

Sofia Stepcenko(LAT)

Thoughts: I was surprised how much damage was done just from that extra turn on the triple flip

Anna Levkovets(KAZ)

Thoughts: Nikita Manko is coaching already? It seems like just yesterday he was on the other side of the boards

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[1800areyouslapping]

Worthy

A/N: This is kind of based off of a request I got a while back. But it turned into something else, a little off base from what they asked for. So I didn’t include it (the request). 

AO3 - You're the daughter of Sojiro Shimada, sister of the Shimada brothers. And you've been kidnapped by a rival clan with a leader who has a deep hatred of your family. You'll have to help yourself before help arrives to rescue you.

“Please don’t tell me you keep your family here.” 

Mr. Suzuki laughs. Ignorant, prideful. Takes a couple of puffs from his tobacco pipe and blows it in your direction. “What is it to you, whore?”

“I’d hate for them to die because you’re holding me here.” 

The leader of the Suzuki clan takes another couple of puffs from his pipe. Sucks on his teeth, a shrill sound that causes your temples to throb. He slowly gets up out of his armchair where he has been watching you sleep, contemplating when he will be partaking in his new concubine, how he’ll be taking part. Though, being chloroformed isn’t exactly what you would call being asleep. Certainly doesn’t feel like you got any rest. 

He gestures towards you with the pipe. Says cooly, “Are you threatening my family, Shimada?” 

“My mere presence here is a threat to your family,” you say a matter of factly. 

His whole chest lifts with a “hmpf,” takes a deep breath through his nose, bating back a scolding hot temper. Anything and just about everything sounds like a challenge to him, like snark, and a jab at his pride. 

“What makes you say that.” 

Manic laughter nearly bubbles its way out of your chest. Not that you find there to be anything humorous about your plight, or about that question. How he can stand there and act as if it’s not obvious? It’s horribly reckless, detrimentally stubborn. For your own good, you swallow it down. 

You’re terrified, more stressed than you’ve ever felt in your life. Scared, for your dignity and your life. Scared, for many peoples lives. “My father is not going to take this lightly.” 

Then he laughs again, this time boisterously. 

“This isn’t funny!” 

“Sojiro,” Mr. Suzuki spits out your father’s name. “Fucking manko.” 

“He’ll come for me, and bring the whole clan with him.” 

Mr. Suzuki approaches the bed. Eyes dark, looking like a hyena at the feast. The only thing keeping you in place is a rope around your neck. Limbs free. The rope has a minuscule length between your neck and the headboard. Gets tighter the more you struggle, so it’s plenty enough to keep you still. However, as the oyabun approaches you it’s incredibly hard not to squirm. Nasua welling up in your stomach, tasting bile in your throat. 

He takes a seat next to you. Tastes another toke, leans forward and blows it right into your face. The smell of tobacco flooding your nose, bellows of smoke burning your eyes. “Why would he do that?”  

“I’m his daughter!” 

“And?” The man shrugs. “I have more than a few children I wouldn't lift a finger for.”

“That’s what makes you, you. And my father, my father,” you growl. You’re steadily losing your will to be cooperative. Refusing to let him remove the hope that you will be rescued. Not that he’s done trying. 

“What good are you?” He gestures to your entire body. “Hardly to be considered a Shimada when you have no dragon.” Your capture drags out that word, dragon. Splays out his arms dramatically, grinning deviously. “You must not be worthy; what good is an unworthy child? Hardly worth the trouble.” 

You swallow down a lump in your throat. That is, admittedly, a sore spot. You’re not sure why a dragon never came to you. Sojiro assures you all the time that it’s not too late. It could happen any day, at any time. Some of your ancestors hadn’t been gifted with a dragon ‘til they truly needed them. Here you’re thinking, if there was ever a time when you truly needed the protection of a dragon, it would be now.  

Mr. Suzuki keeps trying to hammer the nail. “I’m sure I’ve done the great Shimada a favor. Removed dead weight off of his thriving empire.” 

No. It wouldn’t be now when you need a dragon, it would have been when the assassin sent to steal you right out of your bed, was holding a chloroformed cloth over your face. No dragon showed up then, and one’s not showing up now. Tears prickle at the corners of your eyes and you hate it. Makes your face feel hot, embarrassed that you’re giving in to letting this pig affect you, feels weak. 

Angry, you bite back. “You sure went through a lot of trouble... are risking a lot for someone you think to be so unworthy.” Involuntarily you shift, your body trying to reject the backtalk, trying to save you from the imminent consequences, causing the rope to tighten. “I think you know how valuable I am. And you’re a fool, who’s full of shit if you rea--”  

Mr. Suzuki rears back his hand and brings it down swiftly across your face. You yelp as your head snaps to the side. The rope tightens, ear ringing, the entire left side of your face aflame. He hit you so hard you can feel the ache in your bones, a steady throb. Copper floods your senses, something small rolling around in your mouth; a tooth. You spit it out, blood splattering all over the bed’s comforter, your tooth landing not to far from your face.  

“Clearly things work differently in your home, whore. A bitch does not get to back talk here.” 

The conscience in your gut is begging you to shut up. But you’re not done, chest shaking with a manic sounding laugh. “How many times did you ask for my hand?” Words slurred, jaw already swelling up so much it makes it hard to speak. “How many times did my father tell you no?” 

Mr. Suzuki sucks on his teeth, the corner of his eye twitching. Seems you’ve managed to hit his sore spot. Scarlett anger rising in the skin on his neck. The tension in his muscles evident in his movements. How stiff he is as he gets up off of the bed. How he slams the pipe down on the bedside table. The tautness of the veins in his neck, looking like the blood vessels might snap from the strain. The pressure changing in the room, like in the calm moments before a storm.  

Sinister is the look that he gives you, the aura that he carries back onto the bed with him. He places and open palm on your knee, instinctively you kick, causing the rope to tighten around your neck, enough to make breathing a labor for survival. You go stiff as a board, Mr. Suzuki not stopping for your slight protest or your strangled gurgle. He snakes his hand up under your nightshirt, hooks his fingers into the hem of your underwear and pulls them down and off your legs. 

Your bottom lip trembles, tears rolling down your temples. Stomach turning in on itself. A slew of begging phrases fly across your the forefront of your brain. You refuse to say any of them because you’re sure that he’d get a sick pleasure from hearing them, and that they wouldn’t do a single bit of good. 

“Spread your legs,” he demands, deadpan. You are well aware that he’ll rip them open, either way, it’s going to happen. But you just can’t will your muscles to move. If anything, the demand did the opposite, your thighs squeezing, the bone of your knees knocking together. 

Your defiance earns you another smack across your already throbbing and swollen jaw. He spits on you with an upturned lip. “I can’t stand you Shimadas, you think you are too good to follow orders?” Mr. Suzuki grabs a hold of your neck, your mouth agape in an attempt to get air. The rope nearly cutting off your entire ability to breathe. “Don’t act like you don’t know how, bitch. Spread them!” 

“I--ca-- I can’t-breathe.” 

“Choke then.” 

He must not fully understand, mind clouded by pride and the heat of his temper. You’re dying. Unable to get any more air into your lungs. Using all of your willpower to keep from panicking, as panicking is only going to make your noose tighten and cut into your skin. The fabric of the rope is so harsh you don’t doubt that if you struggle enough it could tear through your muscle, saw through the bone and decapitate you.  

You need to beg him to cut the rope if you want to live. But you can no longer speak, nothing but sick gurgles of blood and spit coming from your open mouth. Mr. Suzuki sits back and watches. “You’ll be worth more to me in pieces.” 

Your body begins to respond to your lack of air. Legs kicking, hands desperately clawing at the rope. All to no avail. It feels like there is so much blood in your ears, that your eardrums might pop and blood will flow from the holes. The pressure in your brain threating to crack your skull in half. So much pressure in your chest, that your lungs will burst out from between your ribcage. 

God, it hurts. Your own nails. The pressure. The rope. Darkness begins to close in and you’re thinking it just might be welcome to consume you. 

“You can still comprehend me, yes?” He says, palming the bulge in under his yukata. “When you’re dead. I’m still going to use you. Then I’m going to chop you up. And send you back to your father covered in me and my sons.” A jarring long suck of his teeth, coupled with a sadistic laugh. “How embarrassing for him.”  

The moment that you are without a doubt, sure, that this is it for you, a terrible tearing sensation arrises in your left hip. Like your muscle and bone is fusing together and ripping itself apart again. So painful that it nearly makes you forget about the rope digging into your trachea, taking the soul from your body. Your entire life doesn’t flash before your eyes, in this moment. Rather, a single memory that allows you to realize that you’re going to live. 

“What did it feel like?” You asked your brother, Hanzo. He had a palm pressed against his newly tattooed shoulder, as he rolled it back to stretch the muscle. Hands wrapped in white boxing tape, getting ready to spare with Genji. 

“Like an animal was gnawing at my muscle, eating the bone.” He wasn’t done explaining but felt the need to stop and chuckle at your horrified expression. Leaned forward to put some more emphasis on his words. “Like two hungry beasts trying to rip my arm clean off.” Your jaw dropped open, still terrified despite his air of exaggeration that he had. He wasn’t exaggerating, you know that now. “It did not feel good, Aneki.” 

“Does it still hurt?” 

“No.”

You frowned deeply, felt a flood of empathy for your brother. “I’m sorry, that seems... incomprehensibly painful.” 

“Big word,” Hanzo teased. The response warranted a roll of your eyes and a huff from your nose. Then he gave you a small, smug but amused smile. He practically looks like an angel in your mind's eye; you would desperately like to see him again. “Do not worry, it’s not agony every time they are called.”

Hanzo hopped up from the bench you were sharing together. Genji having entered the mat and given him the come at me sign. “Besides, do you not think a few meager moments of pain is worth a dragon or two?” 

As you come back to your current reality the oyabun is yelping. Yelping and scrambling to get away from you. Fumbling and ungraceful as he falls off of the bed onto the floor. His source of fear? A dragon tearing themselves from your hip. 

Materializing above your body, looking like a mass of shimmering lavender mist. But more looking like your savor and a new wave of hope. The creature solidifies on top of your body. Snarling, tail waving back and forth so harshly it breaks one of the bedposts, and then the other one. Skinny slivers of wood spraying forth, littering the bed and the floor. 

You don’t have time to be afraid of the dragons bared teeth coming for your neck, or the sharp canine that drags across your throat, as it carefully bites the rope from your neck.  

The first desperate intake of breath hurts. Burns and churns nausea so much you have to double over on the other side of the bed and let it all out. The dragon curled over the top of your body, allowing you to be safe while you do. Every time Mr. Suzuki raises his voice to yell the creature snaps their jaw shut with a deep threatening growl. Despite all of the warnings, the man is in fact, foolish. Too big headed to realize when he needs to stay down. 

In the cold light of his reality, his fate was sealed the moment he thought he would get away with kidnapping the daughter of the Shimada clan. You had initially thought the man would be meeting his grim end by your father’s hand, or at the very least your father's order. Not inadvertently by you. Though, either way, you had never intended for anyone to die today.

The dragon shakes their body once and they turn back into a translucent being. The oyabun launches himself up off of the floor and sprints for the door. At first, when the dragon launches forward, and wafts through the man’s body, coming out of the other side, solid again, all in the blink of an eye. It seems like the dragon didn’t do a damn thing to the man. 

Mr. Suzuki is only allowed a single moment of hope, a brief second to exclaim, “some fucking dragon you--” Before his sentence is cut off in his throat, never to be finished. 

His eyes glaze over, all of the color draining from his face. Looking white as a ghost. Walks over to the bed and grabs the rope that was just choking the life out of you, wraps it around his own neck, and starts choking the life out of himself. His arms shake, eyes bulging out of his head. Blood seeps from under the string, bringing color back to his skin. When it splits open a carotid artery the hot liquid spurts across the bed. Hits your arm, chest, a few thick ribbons landing on your face, seeping into your hair.  

You are too in shock to exclaim anything about the scene, about the hot blood running down your face; at least it’s not your own. The dragons each have their own unique “gifts” none of which allow for a pretty, or painless death. Not that you’ve ever seen any of them in action, only heard of the grim horror stories. But this, this was not anywhere near what you thought was going to happen when the dragon passed through him. 

Swiftly you roll of off the bed to get away from him as he falls forward. Landing face down on the bed, stiff as a board, not quite dead but soon to be. You hadn’t managed to land on your feet, not even close. But on your side, bringing your knees to your chest, you hug them, and just take a moment to sob. You’re not dead, untouched, and you’ve just earned your dragon. But damn if you’re still not shaken to your very core, and still in an immense amount of pain. 

The creature prowls over to you. Sniffs your head, their whiskers tickling your cheek. “Thank you,” you whisper, voice raspy and hoarse. The simple word burned your throat, made you feel nauseous all over again. You’ve got to get yourself together, Mr. Suzuki may have been the leader, but you’ve still got a whole clan of his lackeys you’ll have to get past. 

They’ll be in to check on their leader any moment now. Maybe you’ve still got a chance to save some lives, you don’t feel Mr. Suzuki’s family should have to pay for his grave mistakes. Little do you know it’s not up to you or your feelings. 

On hands and knees, you crawl to the bathroom. Somehow manage with shaky strength to get up on two feet. Quick to splash your face, taking down a few gulps of water that feels like acid going down your throat. Not daring to look at yourself, afraid that your own appearance might make you spiral. 

When you’re done, you drop down onto your knees in front of the dragon, cup their face and ask, “you’re going to get me out of here, right?” Every single word you say, a labor to get out.  

The dragon hums. 

“Tell my father’s dragons that I’m safe-- he doesn’t need to clean sweep the place. I’m okay. Tell them-- please. I know you can communicate with eachother--- I’ve seen it before.” Your throat seizes up, that’s far too much begging, way too many words for your current state. Coughing violently you double over, trying to gain breathe back, and calm the fire in your throat. 

When you get a chance to look at the dragon they shake their head, no. 

“What do you mean, no? Tell them-- or he’s going to tear this place apart!”

You are not safe. Ghosts of words that careen through your brain. Feels awful, like something crawled inside of your skull and implanted words and understanding directly into your frontal lobe. You can swear you felt your brain swell, and decompress. “Oh.” Your torso sways, as you clamp your hands down on either side of your head. “Please don’t do that again.”  

It doesn’t matter anyway, it’s already started. You’ve never been around, never needed to be, never wanted to be, when a clan gets put out to slaughter like this. Sojiro’s best assassins slipping inside of the compound and sticking people like pigs, except they don’t get a chance to squeal. How would you know that it happens silently? You thought there would be screaming, constant pops of guns shots. Not utter silence. 

The only thing that gives you a clue is the shiny sheen of a camera in the corner of the room. It catches your eye, makes you curious. If someone has been watching this entire time, then why haven't they come to try and assist their oyabun?  

“They’re here, aren't they?”

The dragon nods, yes. 

Conflicted emotions tighten the expanse of your chest. You’re disappointed, heart sinking for the sea of death that is waiting just outside of those sliding doors. Elated, and relieved, because you can’t wait for your family to bust through those same doors. If you’re being really honest with yourself, really, really, honest; your sympathy can only reach so far, only digs so deep. And if you dig deep enough, you’ll find the sick swell of pride and vindication that whispers, “see how much I’m worth, Mr. Suzuki?”

When the door does fly open, and three shrouded but familiar men enter the room it almost doesn't seem real. Like you’re in an alternate reality, or you might wake up any moment now to find you never left the bed. Genji is the first to unmask himself, paying only a brief nod to your dragon. Stating a quick “congratulations” before dropping down to the floor next to you. 

His eyes quickly flit from side to side, taking in your injuries. Looking beyond worried, but desperately trying to bate it back. “Where is the blood coming from?” 

“I lost a tooth,” you say pointing to the left side of your face. Like that was the blood he was asking about.

Genji forces himself to switch gears, playing the part he knows you need from him right now. “Oh, sick, let me see?” He says, reaching out with one finger, feining as if he’s going to lift your lip up to get a gander at it. And you’re quick to swat it away, with slight upturns of your lips. Ridiculous. 

Hanzo pays more than just a nod to the dragon. He bows to the creature, giving thanks in Japanese for saving his sister. One look at you was enough to tell just how close you came to death. He neals down next to you, shaking his head at the look of your neck. Gently lifts your chin with one finger to get a better look. “A minor shame that he is already dead,” Hanzo states with a low growl in his chest.

“Indeed,” Sojiro agrees. Standing between his children, the dragon, and the dead oyabun on the bed. Observing the body, a multitude of questions painted across his face. Even Genji gives a slight nod to the sentiment. 

Sojiro’s eyes are dark as he approaches you, taking in all of your injuries. The state of his daughter, feeling the heavy weight of guilt. It was him the man was really trying to hurt, not you. It was the home he provides for you that didn’t keep you safe. Unacceptable.  

It is now when you wish you had gotten up the courage to look at yourself in the mirror. So you could at least know what it is that your father and brothers are seeing. He carefully places a cupped hand on your good side of your jaw. “Did he suffer, Musume?” 

“Yeah.” 

“Good.” The words “but not nearly enough” cut off. “Let’s get you home.” 

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Congratulations to Rokudenashiko and Mike on their newest manko progeny, Leon! Baby and Mama are healthy and happy. What more could we ask for.

We’re so excited for Nashiko’s big year, which includes a quick tour to New York in May for the PEN World Voices Festival. Rokudenashiko will be speaking in conversation with sculptor Ali Asgar on “Exposure: Gender Sex and Power” May 2, 9pm (Tickets Available Here).  Don’t miss this opportunity to meet the new Manko Family!

Meanwhile, Rokudenashiko continues to fight an obscenity conviction in Appeals Court. Her next trial date is in April. Keep her in your thoughts/prayers/rituals/blessings/spells/conversation! We can use all the juujuu you can afford, for her LA Times Book Prize (Graphic Novels) nomination, too!

You can find “What Is Obscenity” in a bookstore near you, including our own webstore. :B

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Thermobecher - Top 10

Thermobecher

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Verschiedene Materialien und Möglichkeiten

Kunststoff, Edelstahl, Glas, Porzellan, Bambus oder Keramik? Jedes Material hat seine ganz eigenen Eigenschaften. Kunststoff ist zwar das Leichtgewicht, kann aber durchaus seinen Eigengeschmack entwickeln. Edelstahl bietet hingegen nicht nur das leichtere Gewicht, sondern hat auch hygienische Vorteile. Auf Edelstahl können sich keine Bakterien entwickeln. Glas hat absolut keinen Eigengeschmack, ist allerdings im Verhältnis sehr schwer. Keramik kann bei niedriger Qualität leicht zerbrechen. Die Becher aus Bambus sind auf den ersten Blick sehr umweltfreundlich, der Deckel kann allerdings einen Gummigeschmack hinterlassen und durch das Material bleiben hin und wieder Flecken von dunklen Getränken zurück. Der Porzellanbecher ist der empfindlichste. Inwiefern sich das in der Praxis sinnvoll einsetzen lässt, muss man dann für sich selbst entscheiden. Wer sich unschlüssig über das Material ist, dem hilft vielleicht sich zu entscheiden, indem er ein Material wählt, welches besonders für sein Lieblingsgetränk infrage kommt. Thermobecher für Tee Ein Thermobecher der einen integriertes Teesieb hat? Ja, den gibt es. Extra für Teetrinker. Über einen Hebel kann man den Teekorb absenken und nach der Ziehzeit wieder hochstellen. Das Material besteht aus doppelwandigem BPA-freiem Kunststoff. Wer es noch Tee freundlicher braucht, entscheidet sich vielleicht für eine Variante aus Glas, ebenfalls mit Teesieb. Dieses Material ist zwar schwerer, dafür aber komplett ohne Chemikalien. Manko da ist vielleicht der Deckel, der aus Silikon besteht. Zuletzt sogar ein Becher, der seine eigene Presse besitzt. Für den Trinkgenuss einfach die Presse gegen den Trinkdeckel tauschen, fertig. Eignet sich auch hervorragend für: Thermobecher für Kaffee Geschmacklich sind sie nicht so krass auf die Neutralität angewiesen wie die extra Becher für Teetrinker, dennoch, auch das Getränk sollte nach Kaffee und nicht nach Plastik schmecken. Dies schließt sehr günstige Varianten aus Kunststoff gleich aus. Billige Kunststoffe sind nicht nur ein Gesundheitsrisiko, sie geben auch den typisch dumpfen Plastikgeschmack ab. Für Kaffeefans eignet sich dagegen Edelstahl oder Keramik, wenn sie auf Nummer sicher gehen möchten. Die halten lange warm, ohne das schwarze Gold in ein Spülwasser zu verwandeln. Thermobecher für kalte Getränke Ein Smoothie für unterwegs? Es gibt auch hier den perfekten Smoothi-to.go Becher. Der Becher besteht aus Glas und sein Deckel aus BPA – freiem Kunststoff, der Strohhalm ebenso. Die Verarbeitung macht es möglich, das der Becher „schwappsicher“ ist, er muss dennoch stehend transportiert werden. Sonst eignen sich für kalte Getränke natürlich auch die normalen Thermobecher, sieht nur eben nicht so chic aus! Dem Design und der Größe sind keine Grenzen gesetzt. Es gibt Thermobecher, die kann man ab einem Zigarettenanzünder anschließen, sie wärmen dann entsprechend nach. Mit USB – Anschluss ist das System ebenfalls möglich. Wer absolut keinen Becher nach seinem Geschmack findet, der kann auch einfach einen selbst designen. Im Internet machen es verschiedene Shops möglich, der Kreativität freien Lauf zu lassen. Wer es lange heiß braucht, greift am besten auf einen doppelt beschichtete Isoliertasse aus Edelstahl zurück, diese kann die Temperatur beinahe 24 Stunden halten.

Vor- und Nachteile von Isoliertassen

Klar, dass man auch die Vor- und Nachteile der Isoliertassen mal beleuchten muss. Hier zunächst die Vorteile: langlebig nachfüllbar spart auf die Dauer Unmengen an Müll Getränk läuft wenig bis keine Gefahr auszulaufen Thermobecher sind bei dem richtigen Material geschmacksneutral Thermobecher sind gesünder da sie weniger Gifte absondern man kann sehr viel Geld sparen er ist individuell und persönlich gestaltbar Und die Nachteile? Preis des Erstkaufes von rund 20 Euro man darf ihn nicht vergessen man muss ihn auch leer mitnehmen abwaschen, statt wegwerfen Die Vorteile überwiegen, denn es gibt auch viele Cafés, die einen Rabatt für Coffee-to-go geben, wenn man seinen eigenen Becher mitbringt.

Worauf sollte man beim kaufen von einem Thermobecher achten?

Am geschmackneutralsten sind die Becher aus Edelstahl oder für die Teetrinker, aus Glas. Wie oben erläutert, gibt es natürlich spezielle Unterschiede, wenn man explizit auf eine besondere Variante der Isoliertasse wert legt. Wichtig ist für alle, dass sie gut schließen, dass sie leicht zu reinigen sind und das sie eine gewisse Stabilität aufweisen. Spülmaschinenfest ist schon praktisch, besser noch, wenn der Becher so konzipiert ist, das auch der Deckel überall gründlich zu reinigen ist. Ob im Onlinehandel oder im Einzelhandel, viel falsch machen kann man nicht, wenn man auf die oben genannten Punkte achtet. Im Internet gibt es dann aber deutlich mehr Auswahl und auch zum Teil gewaltige Preisunterschiede durch spezielle Angebote.

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Isoliertassen für heiß und kalt gibt es viele. Die Auswahl ist schier unendlich. Die Vorteile liegen klar auf der Hand, der Preis bei etwa 20 Euro für ein gutes Produkt ist überschaubar und seine Nachhaltigkeit überzeugt. Da kann die Empfehlung nur ganz klar lauten, vorrangig nach dem Nutzen auszuwählen, damit man möglichst lange Freude an dem Becher hat. >>Thermobecher Vergleiche hier klicken Read the full article

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