#yukio abe

[zegalba]

#yukio abe #ihara saikaku #face #sakura #cherry blossom

[pheere]

The Sensualist (1991) dir. Yukio Abe

#the sensualist #yukio abe #japanese film #written by the same guy who did belladonna of sadness #which isn’t saying much he’s kind of a shit writer #animation looks nice sometimes though #pheere

[magneticros]

The Sensualist (1991)

#The Sensualist #The Life of an Amorous Man #anime #cap #red #yukio abe

[shihlun]

Writers Yukio Mishima, Kobo Abe, Jun Ishikawa, and Yasunari Kawabata reading the statement "Regarding the Cultural Revolution in China, it is imperative to preserve the self-discipline of learning and art" at a press conference. Photographed at the Hotel Imperial, Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo, 28 February 1967.

#yukio mishima #kobo abe #Yasunari Kawabata #Jun Ishikawa #三島由紀夫 #安部公房 #川端康成 #石川淳 #cultural revolution #chinese cultural revolution #1967

[rat19]

sonwflake

#yukio okumura #sry ab my poor eng

[dawn-falls]

Do you know what time it is? Time for BSD OCs! This time, I'll be bringing something mentioned on my previous OC post of the Younger Siblinghood: the Shield Society!

The Shield Society is small, but very popular amongst the army, having even aided and been aided by the Hunting Dogs themselves. They take on medium level missions to high level missions, such as Lyubov Dostoievskaya herself. This post will have a different kind of description from the previous one, because I think this is better for me, thank you.

Yukio Mishima: Captain of the Shield Society

Aliases: Kimitake Hiraoka

Age: 17, but pretends he's 42

Ability: Deception of a Mask (Confessions of a Mask)

— Allows him to shape-shift into any other form he wants, being it other people or some small alteration of himself.

— Needs to have seen said form.

— Can copy the voice if heard or imagined it, depending on what form he takes.

— Cannot copy abilities, but can copy physical abilities, like strength and speed.

The young Yukio Mishima has been pretending to be an adult while wearing the military uniform of the Shield Society. He lives a double life, with struggles from both double identities and school. He's not simply pretending to be someone else, he's pretending to be his father, the previous captain of the unit, after he passed away when he was 12. Why? That's a long story to explain another time. The Shield Society knows about his true identity of a kid, but won't say or do anything, they might say that it's to not earn any weird comments or lose their honour, but it's more than that.

He's gay, and is kinda afraid of admitting it, but he has told his unit about it and they're okay with it. One of the members enjoyed that fact a little bit too much. He has been in a relationship with a teenage girl named Sonoko, related to another military unit that went to the same school as his, while being in love with a boy named Omi. Both were killed during his 14s.

He's very insecure of himself, tends to have silent breakdowns when alone and takes to easily admire those strict, tall, good-looking, strong and organised men with powerful physiques or abilities and leadership skills. Some examples of those are Ōchi Fukuchi, Suehiro Tecchō, Yukichi Fukuzawa and his most recent and top of the list, Doppo Kunikida. Changes his personality a lot based on his surroundings, such as the unit, school and with the ADA. Some of his current close friends are Hideaki Sena, Mari Mori, Jun'ichiro Tanizaki, Yasunari Kawabata and Marcel Proust.

• Yukio Mishima is the main core of the SS, which means lots of characters here we're chosen for a certain connection with him.

• Used his real life story to make his character, so for more reference, check his background! Just warning that there will be mentions of suicide by seppuku (beheading), so go with the warning and caution over that.

Hiromi Kawakami: Vice-captain of the Shield Society

Age: 36

Ability: Tread on a Snake (Novel with same name)

— Can turn into a giant snake

— Has fangs due to that

— Her bite will poison the bitten (but at will, no accidents)

— Her skin is very hard, bullets barely tickle

Hiromi Kawakami is considered one of the very few "pioneer Shield soldiers", since she was part of the unit multiple years before Yukio's father's death. Reached the vice-captain position easily and was a little annoyed at the situation of forced promotion that Yukio had to become captain (unwillingly). Tends to be very calm and collected, and some even say she's the mother of the unit.

Has rescued Mari back when she and her brother lost each other, becoming her mentor, as well as Yukio's (since he surely needed advice, he barely had much idea of what to do as the captain). Both quickly rose in power and strategy, and she's proud of them. Of lately, she has grown a small obsession on seeking Mieko Kawakami, the doctor of a small mafia and former singer that she had an acquaintance with, as visible whenever she's allowed to take over for Yukio during his "outside businesses".

• One of the only two that had no relation or connection whatsoever with RL Yukio Mishima.

• Real Life Mieko and Hiromi never met each other that I'm aware, I just wanted to use it because I found it sillily funny that they have the same surname and kanji for said surname. Not that it's impossible, just wanted to mess with it.

Mari Mori was explained on the previous post, but this is just to put depth of her role in the SS. Check the previous OC post to find her ability and more.

Mari Mori is far from a paragon of a soldier in terms of behaviour, but can be a great example of a soldier physique and physical abilities. Her speed is almost unmatchable, and that is with no ability. She's considered to be the best friend of the captain, mostly because she's the second youngest of the unit, losing to the captain himself only, who she's more than happy to share her male-male romance novels with, and confident on doing so, because he won't judge the love, but might judge the storyline written. She doesn't care, honestly, good criticism is accepted.

• Daughter of Ōgai Mori known for her male-male romances, which were read by Yukio Mishima.

Ruikō Kuroiwa: The biggest brain

Age: 26

Ability: Muzan (Novel with same name)

— Allows him to manifest two sides of his brain: Intuition and Logic

— Both look exactly like Kuroiwa, but Intuition is a sorta red vision of him while Logic is blue

— Intuition sometimes acts as reflex and instinct, mostly being listened to in combat rather than in investigation and interrogation, with Logic taking over that aspect. Intuition also helps him figure out things like poison on a cup or a hidden knife, while Logic helps him figure out locations of evidence

— His brain sides can be separated and stay invisible for others, with only Kuroiwa seeing them

— They can go away from Kuroiwa, but if they start going far, he will start to doze off, like sleeping with eyes open. If they're far enough, he might not react to his surroundings

Ruikō Kuroiwa is a young soldier that may not be considered one of the pioneer soldiers of the SS, due to him joining just a few years before the former captain died, but he's a brilliant and loved soldier known for both his great physical abilities and his great intelligence, that may not be close to Ranpo Edogawa or Yukito Ayatsuji (who he met and is having a small problem with), but is still very impressive.

A huge fan, and calls himself the number one, of Ranpo Edogawa. Would love to work alongside him and is not afraid to admit said admiration towards the man. He's considered to be a fanboy in terms of excessiveness, and some even theorise he started working as an investigative soldier because of him. Usually is the one after evidence of others and hidden documents, since his ability can separate and sneak into places and get stuff without being caught or noticed. Considered to be one of the greatest pieces of the unit, even if not the greatest in terms of combat.

He firstly made acquaintance with Natsuko Imamura, and then went ahead and met Yukito Ayatsuji and Mizuki Tsujimura. Later on, he met Ranpo, Poe and Mushitarō, as well as Agatha Christie and Yōko Ogawa, due to some incidents involving a group called the Falkner.

Kōbō Abe: The Arrester

Age: 24

Ability: The Woman in the Dunes (Novel with same name)

— Traps people in a house in the dunes

— Can either trap everyone inside the same room as his or the particular people he touches, depends on his wishes of who to trap

— The longer people stay in the house, the less they want to leave

— Abilities don't work in the house

Kōbō Abe started of as a pupil of Jun Ishikawa back in a private academy for ability users, and soon joined the military unit Shield Society after catching the attention of the previous captain, Azusa Mishima. He tried his best to avoid a life in the battlefield, but thanks to his father and the previous SS captain, it was all in vain.

A man who tends to play with memories of himself and others (good or bad, anything to his advantage), Abe is often in the front line, usually side by side with Mishima or Kuroiwa, whose abilities are not very fit for combat. Can be considered ruthless and cruel, but just to those he views as an opponent and/or threat. Is not afraid of being honest, and that led to a few beefs with other soldiers from other units and some other people. Abe is the person that understands Mishima the most, since both ended up in positions that neither really wanted to be in.

• Has a connection to Yukio Mishima, and even participated of a protest with him, Jun Ishikawa and Yasunari Kawabata.

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd oc #bsd ocs #alternate universe #alternate timeline #bsd manga #bsd anime #yukio mishima #hiromi kawakami #mari mori #ruikō kuroiwa #ruiko kuroiwa #kōbō abe #kobo abe #fanon #fanmade

[rottenprincessshura100]

Blue Exorcist character blood types

Does that mean Satan and Shiro can't be Rin and Yukio's father?

Why does the fan wiki give us this blood type data for some characters and not for others?

More fucking breadcrumbs that's why.

So, correct me if I'm wrong. If you know anything about science, please jump in and help me figure this out clearly.

Lightning could be Shiro's son, potentially related to Neuhaus's family.

Rin could be related to Shiro....but not Yukio. Which means neither twin can be Shiro's sons. Because AB can't make an O.

Now that would make Yuri's blood type O, and Satan's A. But isn't Satan in a body of Goro? Goro is a clone of Azazel, and genetically the same as Shiro. And thus AB?

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This could mean two things:

a) Shiro isn't really a clone

b) Satan and Shiro are not the father of Rin and Yukio.

C) Can demons change DNA?

If Shiro and Satan can't be the twin's father, who the fuck is? Does only the demon DNA get passed on, not the bio-dad?

Somebody with DNA that is A only, hooked up with Yuri who is a Type O. Is demonic Satan type A, trumping Goro's potential AB?

The Azazel/Satanic bits could come from Yuri being in a contract with Satan for all of those years, passing off a temptaint.

But...the boys look like Azazel descendants.

So, did Shiro have a mother and a father. Was he not a clone? That can be the only explanation, making Goro type A.

I'm so confused guys!!! I'm just guessing here!!

Of course, the wiki doesn't tell us a thing about Mephisto or the other kings. But that might make a case for Lightning somehow being the offspring of Meph/Shiro? Mephisto is type A, and Shiro is AB, giving us Lightning AB?

Mephisto clues.

His favorite type of women are those who are temptresses, "devilish", or elegant/beautiful, as well as pretty girls with a sad past. Which gives us Yuri and Shura?

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Igor Neuhaus: AB----If you are blood group AB you were born from parents that have one of the following combinations: AB and AB. AB and A.

Lewin Light: AB-----If you are blood group AB you were born from parents that have one of the following combinations: AB and AB. AB and A.

Shiro Fujimoto: AB----If you are blood group AB you were born from parents that have one of the following combinations: AB and AB. AB and A.

Rin Okumura: A----If you are blood group A you were born from parents that have one of the following combinations: A and A. A and O. AB and O.

Yukio Okumura: O----two O blood type parents can produce a child with only O blood type. Two parents with A blood type can produce a child with either A or O blood types. Two parents with B blood type can produce a child with either B or O blood type. (An AB parent can indeed sometimes have an O child. But it is by no means common. In fact it would be fair to say that it is exceedingly rare. Usually, an AB parent and an A parent can only have children who are Type A or Type B)

Yuri Egin:----This means Yuri's blood is type O, because Yukio is type O.

Satan's blood type: -----Must be A, but here's the confusing thing, Goro was the host body and genetically the same as Shiro. So, that would mean he'd be AB, too.

Shiemi Moriyama: B----If you are blood group B you were born from parents that have one of the following combinations: A and B. AB and A. B and B.

Arthur Auguste Angel: B----If you are blood group B you were born from parents that have one of the following combinations: A and B. AB and A. B and B.

Shura Kirigakure: O:----the blood type that makes magical kids?

#blue exorcist #mephisto pheles #shura kirigakure #rin okumura #yukio okumura #shiro fujimoto #blue exorcist theories

[melon-cream-enmu]

repost from peach-cream-yukio

cw levi has more than one cock, i think its 2? you're supposed to be studying lol shame on you both. smut

ipegfictionalcharacters asked:

YAY! For kinktober, I would like to request Leviathan with cock(s) warming while we try to study :') Best regards ❤️

Sorry it isn’t EXACTLY studying, but studying is mentioned...👉🏼👈🏼

“L-Levi, please, I was trying to study...” you whimper as he shifts in his bed, bumping you around on his lap as he stared at the screen.

“Y-Yeah? Well it just looked like you were ignoring me. I had something I wanted to show you but you a-aahhh, y-you looked back too late and it was gone!”

Another lean from Levi sent a jolt through your body, and he used his head to gently push yours out of the way so he could see the screen better.

“B-but why do I have to sit like this! I can’t even s-see what your playing!” Straddling his lap and facing him, one of Levi’s cocks nestled tightly in your hole, the other pressed warmly between you two. You go to turn to the screen and his hand collides with your bare ass, a mewl crawling from within your chest.

“Sounds rough (y/n). But-mmm, but we’re gonna sit here until I finish this game. There’s only 200 levels.”

“And where are you right now?” You speak into his neck as you trail your hands from his shoulders to his chest, lightly scratching him through his shirt. He leans his lips to your ear as his hand finds its way up your shirt to tweak your nipple.

“Level 42.” He ruts his hip up into yours once, as if to emphasize your current predicament.

You try to stay as still as you can while Levi’s sharp teeth and slightly chapped lips graze and bite your neck and your ear as he continues playing his game. Your eyes flit around the room, not focusing on one thing for too long. When one of his hands leaves his controller to drag a finger down the dip of your spine to just above your ass to try and get a reaction out of you, he groans as your body jolts and shivers.

After another 26 levels and coming close to your climax 3 times, you decide it’s time to play your own game.

Your lips press lightly to Levi’s collar bone, something you know always gets a reaction out of him. His breath hitches and you hear him slightly fumble his controller. Your hands slide from their place on his shoulders and down his chest and tracing over his abs. For a self proclaimed “shut in Otaku”, hes very fit, probably from all the swimming he does. His chest rises as he breaths in but before he can say anything, your hand dips down to grip his other cock. A moan almost louder than his tv rumbles into his throat and his hands drop his controller, momentarily ignoring the ‘ping!’ of plastic on porcelain. As a shudder runs through him you let go of his cock, hardly even ghosting the tips of your fingers on it while you sink impossibly further onto his other, the tapered head pressing deliciously into that one spot causing a squeal from behind your sealed lips. When you seem to be making no effort to try that again, Levi digs the controller out from between your leg and the wall of his tub-bed. Before he can pull it around your back to grab it with his other hand your own grabs his cock again. He groans and grips the rim of the tub tightly with one hand as the other dangles over the side with a loose hold on the forgotten controller. You rest your forehead on his collar bone as you look down at your laps. You’d always thought Levi’s cocks were beautiful in a way despite his embarrassment and insistence that they were gross and unnatural. The smooth blue appendage glowing faintly in the dark of his room, twitching and ever so slightly slimey in your hand as you pump it slowly.

“H-haaa-hey, I was supposed to be in charge, you were supposed t-to be moaning for ME!” His hips bucked involuntarily, jostling you in his lap, causing his cock to hit that perfect spot again. You rest more of your weight on his lap to try and hold him there and keep him from moving like he’d done to you. You look him in the eyes as his flit between yours and he bites his lip. You press forward and catch his lips in a kiss and your hand speeds up, applying a bit more pressure as you jerked him off. His head tipped back in a moan before he brought it back to yours and pressed his forehead to yours and nudged your nose with his.

“(Y-Y/N) you gotta-“ his voice cracks into a loud high pitched moan, “please (y/n) slow down. I-I can’t take it, you’re s-so fuck! You’re so warm.” You look down at his hands that have migrated to your waist and you swivel your hips as you begin to pant. His hands leave your waist for your neck as he holds you, thumbs stroking your jaw.

He presses his lips to yours in a shaky, eager kiss before a moan almost akin to a yell escaped his lips. He cums just before you do, his cum almost cold inside you and on your hand compared to yours dripping on him. Levi leans back to the cold porcelain of the tub and lets his hands drop to your thighs. His hands rub slow circles into them and his head falls back as his eyes close and he sighs. He whimpers when you lean back and pick yourself up off of him. You go to lean on the opposite end of the tub when his nails rake then dig lightly into your thighs and another whimper comes from him. You smile before crawling over and laying atop him, and his arms pull you close. When your own wrap around him, his pull you up further against his chest. You startle when his hands land and grip your ass, but he just chuckles breathlessly into your neck.

#leviathan smut #obey me smut #cream om #cream filled

[meta-squash]

Squash's Book Roundup 2023

Last year I read 67 books. This year my goal was 70, but I very quickly passed that, so in total I read 92 books this year. Honestly I have no idea how I did it, it just sort of happened. My other goal was to read an equal amount of fiction and nonfiction this year (usually fiction dominates), and I was successful in that as well. Another goal which I didn’t have at the outset but which kind of organically happened after the first month or so of reading was that I wanted to read mostly strange/experimental/transgressive/unusual fiction. My nonfiction choices were just whatever looked interesting or cool, but I also organically developed a goal of reading a wider spread of subjects/genres of nonfiction. A lot of the books I read this year were books I’d never heard of, but stumbled across at work. Also, finally more than 1/3 of what I read was published in the 21st century.

I’ll do superlatives and commentary at the end, so here is what I read in 2023:

-The Commitments by Roddy Doyle -A Simple Story: The Last Malambo by Leila Guerriero -The Hero With A Thousand Faces by Joseph Campbell -Uzumaki by Junji Ito -Chroma by Derek Jarman -The Emerald Mile: The epic story of the fastest ride in history through the Grand Canyon by Kevin Fedarko -Venus by Suzan-Lori Parks -The Hearing Trumpet by Leonora Carrington -Sacred Sex: Erotic writings from the religions of the world by Robert Bates -The Virginia State Colony For Epileptics And The Feebleminded by Molly McCully Brown -A Spy In The House Of Love by Anais Nin -The Sober Truth: Debunking the bad science behind 12-step programs and the rehab industry by Lance Dodes -The Sailor Who Fell From Grace With The Sea by Yukio Mishima -The Aliens by Annie Baker -The Criminal Child And Other Essays by Jean Genet -Aimee and Jaguar: A Love Story, Berlin 1943 by Erica Fischer -The Master And Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov -The Mustache by Emmanuel Carriere -Maldoror by Comte de Lautreamont -Narrow Rooms by James Purdy -At Your Own Risk by Derek Jarman -Escape From Freedom by Erich Fromm -Countdown: A Subterranean Magazine #3 by Underground Press Syndicate Collective -Fabulosa! The story of Britain's secret gay language by Paul Baker -The Golden Spruce: A true story of myth, madness and greed by John Vaillant -Querelle de Roberval by Kevin Lambert -Fire The Bastards! by Jack Green -Closer by Dennis Cooper -The Woman In The Dunes by Kobo Abe -Opium: A Diary Of His Cure by Jean Cocteau -Worker-Student Action Committees France May '68 by Fredy Perlman and R. Gregoire -Capitalist Realism by Mark Fisher -The Sound Of Waves by Yukio Mishima -One Day In My Life by Bobby Sands -Corydon by Andre Gide -Noopiming by Leanne Betasamosake Simpson -Man Alive: A true story of violence, forgiveness and becoming a man by Thomas Page McBee -The Artist's Reality: Philosophies of Art by Mark Rothko -Damage by Josephine Hart -Schoolgirl by Osamu Dazai -The Passion According to G.H. by Clarice Lispector -The Sex Revolts: Gender, Rebellion and Rock n Roll by Simon Reynolds and Joy Press -The Traffic Power Structure by planka.nu -Bird Man: The many faces of Robert Straud by Jolene Babyak -Seven Dada Manifestos by Tristan Tzara

-The Journalist by Harry Mathews -Bullshit Jobs by David Graeber -Moscow To The End Of The Line by Venedikt Erofeev -Morvern Callar by Alan Warner -The Poetics Of Space by Gaston Bachelard -A Boy's Own Story by Edmund White -The Coming Insurrection by The Invisible Committee -Jesus' Son by Denis Johnson -Notes From The Sick Room by Steve Finbow -Artaud The Momo by Antonin Artaud -Doctor Rat by William Kotzwinkle -Recollections Of A Part-Time Lady by Minette -trans girl suicide museum by Hannah Baer -The 99% Invisible City by Roman Mars -Sweet Days Of Discipline by Fleur Jaeggy -Breath: The new science of a lost art by James Nestor -What We See When We Read by Peter Mendelsund -The Cardiff Tapes (1972) by Garth Evans -The Ark Sakura by Kobo Abe -Mad Like Artaud by Sylvere Lotringer -The Story Of The Eye by Georges Bataille -Little Blue Encyclopedia (For Vivian) by Hazel Jane Plante -Blood And Guts In High School by Kathy Acker -Summer Fun by Jeanne Thornton -Splendid's by Jean Genet -VAS: An Opera In Flatland by Steve Tomasula -Sorry I'm Late, I Didn't Want To Come: One introvert's year of saying yes by Jessica Pan -Whores For Gloria by William T. Vollmann -The Notebooks by Jean-Michel Basquiat, Larry Walsh (editor) -L'Astragale by Albertine Sarrazin -The Decay Of Lying and other essays by Oscar Wilde -The Immortal Life Of Henrietta Lacks by Rebecca Skloot -Open Throat by Henry Hoke -Prisoner Of Love by Jean Genet -The Fifth Wound by Aurora Mattia -The Communist Manifesto by Karl Marx -My Friend Anna: The true story of a fake heiress by Rachel DeLoache Williams -Mammother by Zachary Schomburg -Building The Commune: Radical democracy in Venezuela by George Cicarello-Maher -Blackouts by Justin Torres -Cheapjack by Philip Allingham -Near To The Wild Heart by Clarice Lispector -The Trayvon Generation by Elizabeth Alexander -Skye Papers by Jamika Ajalon -Exercises In Style by Raymon Queneau -Tender Buttons by Gertrude Stein -The Feather Thief: Beauty, Obsession, and the Natural History Heist of the Century by Kirk Wallace Johnson

~Some number factoids~ I read 46 fiction and 46 nonfiction. One book, The Fifth Wound by Aurora Mattia, is fictionalized/embellished autobiography, so it could go half in each category if we wanted to do that, but I put it in the fiction category. I tried to read as large a variety of nonfiction subjects/genres as I could. A lot of the nonfiction I read has overlapping subjects, so I’ve chosen to sort by the one that seems the most overarching. By subject, I read: 5 art history/criticism, 5 biographies, 1 black studies, 1 drug memoir, 2 essay collections, 2 history, 2 Latin American studies, 4 literary criticism, 1 music history, 2 mythology/religion, 1 nature, 4 political science, 2 psychology, 5 queer studies, 2 science, 1 sociology, 1 travel, 2 true crime, 3 urban planning. I also read more queer books in general (fiction and nonfiction) than I have in years, coming in at 20 books.

The rest of my commentary and thoughts under a cut because it's fairly long

Here’s a photo of all the books I read that I own a physical copy of (minus Closer by Dennis Cooper which a friend is borrowing):

~Superlatives and Thoughts~

I read so many books this year I’m going to do a runner-up for each superlative category.

Favorite book: This is such a hard question this year. I think I gave out more five-star ratings on Goodreads this year than I ever have before. The books that got 5 stars from me this year were A Simple Story: The Last Malambo by Leila Guerriero, Capitalist Realism by Mark Fisher, The Emerald Mile by Kevin Fedarko, The Mustache by Emmanuel Carriere, The Passion According to GH by Clarice Lispector, trans girl suicide museum by Hannah Baer, The Fifth Wound by Aurora Mattia, Mammother by Zachary Schomburg, and Blackouts by Justin Torres. But I think my favorite book of the year was The Fifth Wound by Aurora Mattia. It is an embellished, fictionalized biography of the author’s life, chronicling a breakup that occurred just before she began her transition, and then a variety of emotional events afterward and her renewal of a connection with that person after a number of years had passed. The writing style is beautiful, extremely decadent, and sits in a sort of venn diagram of poetry, theory, fantasy and biography. My coworker who recommended this book to me said no one she’d recommended it to had finished it because they found it so weird. I read the first 14 pages very slowly because I didn’t exactly know what the book was doing, but I quickly fell completely in love with the imagery and the formatting style and the literary and religious references that have been worked into the book both as touchstones for biography and as vehicles for fantasy. There is a video I remember first seeing years ago, in which a beautiful pinkish corn snake slithers along a hoop that is part of a hanging mobile made of driftwood and macrame and white beads and prism crystals. This was the image that was in the back of my head the entire time I was reading The Fifth Wound, because it matched the decadence and the strangeness and the crystalline beauty of the language and visuals in the book. It is a pretty intense book, absolutely packed with images and emotion and ideas and preserved vignettes where reality and fantasy and theory overlap. It’s one of those books that’s hard to describe because it’s so full. It’s dense not in that the words or ideas are hard to understand, but in that it’s overflowing with imagery and feelings, and it feels like an overflowing treasure chest. Runner-up:The Mustache by Emmanuel Carriere. However, this book wins for a different superlative, so I’ve written more about it there.

Least favorite book: Querelle de Roberval by Kevin Lambert. I wrote a whole long review of it. In summary, Lambert’s book takes its name from Querelle de Brest, a novel by Jean Genet, and is apparently meant to be an homage to Genet’s work. Unfortunately, Lambert seems to misunderstand or ignore all the important aspects of Genet’s work that make it so compelling, and instead twists certain motifs Genet uses as symbols of love or transcendence into meaningless or negative connotations. He also attempts to use Genet’s mechanic of inserting the author into the narrative and allowing the author to have questionable or conflicting morals in order to emphasize certain aspects of the characters or narrative, except he does so too late in the game and ends up just completely undermining everything he writes. This book made me feel insulted on behalf of Jean Genet and all the philosophical thought he put into his work. Runner-up: What We See When We Read by Peter Mendelsund. This graphic designer claims that when people read they don’t actually imagine what characters look like and can’t conjure up an image in their head when asked something like “What does Jane Eyre look like to you?” Unfortunately, there’s nothing scientific in the book to back this up and it’s mostly “I” statements, so it’s more like “What Peter Mendelsund Sees (Or Doesn’t See) When He Reads”. It’s written in what seems to be an attempt to mimic Marshall McLuhan’s style in The Medium Is The Massage, but it isn’t done very well. I spent most of my time reading this book thinking This does not reflect my experience when I read novels so I think really it’s just a bad book written by someone who maybe has some level of aphantasia or maybe is a visual but not literary person, and who assumes everyone else experiences the same thing when they read. (Another runner-up would be The Hero With A Thousand Faces by Joseph Campbell, but I think that’s a given because it���s an awful piece of revisionist, racist trash, so I won’t write a whole thing about it. I can if someone wants me to.)

Most surprising/unexpected book: The Mustache by Emmanuel Carriere. This book absolutely wins for most surprising. However, I don’t want to say too much about it because the biggest surprise is the end. It was the most shocking, most unexpected and bizarre endings to a novel I’ve read in a long time, and I absolutely loved it. It was weird from the start and it just kept getting weirder. The unnamed narrator decides, as a joke, to shave off the moustache he’s had for his entire adult life. When his wife doesn’t react, he assumes that she’s escalating their already-established tradition of little pranks between each other. But then their mutual friends say nothing about the change, and neither do his coworkers, and he starts spiral into confusion and paranoia. I don’t want to spoil anything else because this book absolutely blew me away with its weirdness and its existential dread and anyone who likes weird books should read it. Runner-up: Morvern Callar by Alan Warner. I don’t even know what compelled me to open this book at work, but I’m glad I did. The book opens on Christmas, where the main character, Morvern, discovers her boyfriend dead by suicide on the kitchen floor of their flat. Instead of calling the police or her family, she takes a shower, gets her things and leaves for work. Her narrative style is strange, simultaneously very detached and extremely emotional, but emotional in an abstract way, in which descriptions and words come out stilted or strangely constructed. The book becomes a narrative of Morvern’s attempts to find solitude and happiness, from the wilderness of Scotland to late night raves and beaches in an unnamed Mediterranean city. The entire book is scaffolded by a built-in playlist. Morvern’s narrative is punctuated throughout by accounts of exactly what she’s listening to on her Walkman. The narrative style and the playlist and the bizarre behavior of the main character were not at all what I was expecting when I opened the book, but I read the entire book in about 3 hours and I was captivated the whole time. If you like the Trainspotting series of books, I would recommend this one for sure.

Most fun book: The Emerald Mile by Kevin Fedarko. This book was amazing. It was like reading an adventure novel and a thriller and a book on conservationism all wrapped into one and it was clearly very passionately written and it was a blast. I picked it up because I was pricing it at work and I read the captions on one of the photo inserts, which intrigued me, so I read the first page, and then I couldn’t stop. The two main narratives in the book are the history of the Grand Canyon (more specifically the damming of the Colorado River) and the story of a Grand Canyon river guide called Kenton Grua, who decided with two of his river guide friends to break the world record for fastest boat ride down the Colorado River through the Grand Canyon. The book is thoroughly researched, and reaches back to the first written record of the canyon, then charts the history of the canyon and the river up to 1983 when Grua made his attempt to race down the river, and then the aftermath and what has happened to everyone in the years since. All of the historical figures as well as the “current” figures of 1983 come to life, and are passionately portrayed. It’s a genuine adventure of a book, and I highly recommend it. Runner-up: Summer Fun by Jeanne Thornton. It asks “What if Brian Wilson of the Beach Boys was actually a trans woman?” Actually, that’s not quite it. It asks “What if a trans woman living in poverty in southwest America believed to an almost spiritual level that Brian Wilson was a trans woman?” The main character and narrator, Gala, is convinced that the lead singer of her favorite band, the Get Happies, (a fictional but fairly obvious parallel to the Beach Boys) is a trans woman. Half the book is her writing out her version of the singer’s life history, and the other half is her life working at a hostel in Truth Or Consequences, New Mexico, where she meets a woman who forces her out of her comfort zone and encourages her to face certain aspects of her self and identity and her connection with others. It’s a weird novel, and definitely not for everyone, but it’s fun. I was reading it on the train home and I was so into it that I missed my stop and had to get off at the next station and wait 20 minutes for the train going back the other way.

Book that taught me the most: Breath: The new science of a lost art by James Nestor. In it, Nestor explores why humans as a general population are so bad at breathing properly. He interviews scientists and alternative/traditional health experts, archaeologists, historians and religious scholars. He uses himself as a guinea pig to experiment with different breathing techniques from ancient meditation styles to essentially overdosing on oxygen in a lab-controlled environment to literally plugging his nose shut to only mouth-breathe for two weeks (and then vice-versa with nose breathing). It was interesting to see a bunch of different theories a laid out together regarding what kind of breathing is best, as well as various theories on the history of human physiology and why breathing is hard. Some of it is scientific, some pseudoscience, some just ancient meditation techniques, but he takes a crack at them all. What was kind of cool is that he tries every theory and experiment with equal enthusiasm and doesn’t really seem to favor any one method. Since he’s experimenting on himself, a lot of it is about the effects the experiments had on him specifically and his experiences with different types of breathing. His major emphasis/takeaway is that focusing on breathing and learning to change the ways in which we breathe will be beneficial in the long run (and that we should all breath through our noses more). While I don’t think changing how you breathe is a cure-all (some of the pseudoscience he looks at in this book claims so) I certainly agree that learning how to breath better is a positive goal. Runner-up: The Sober Truth by Lance Dodes. I say runner-up because a lot of the content of the book is things that I had sort of vague assumptions about based on my knowledge of addiction and AA and mental illness in general. But Dodes put into words and illustrated with numbers and anecdotes and case studies what I just kind of had a vague feeling about. It was cool to see AA so thoroughly debunked by an actual psychiatrist and in such a methodical way, since my skepticism about it has mostly been based on the experiences of people I know in real life, anecdotes I’ve read online, or musicians/writers/etc I’m a fan of that went through it and were negatively affected.

Most interesting/thought provoking book: Mammother by Zachary Schomburg. The biggest reason this book was so interesting is because the little world in which it exists is so strange and yet so utterly complete. In a town called Pie Time (where birds don’t exist and the main form of work is at the beer-and-cigarettes factory) a young boy called Mano who has been living his childhood as a girl decides that he is now a man and that it’s time for him to grow up. As this happens, the town is struck by an affliction called God’s Finger. People die seemingly out of nowhere, from a hole in their chest, and some object comes out of the hole. Mano collects the things that come out of these holes, and literally holds them in order to love them, but the more he collects, the bigger he becomes as he adds objects to his body. A capitalist business called XO shows up, trying to convince the people of Pie Time that they can protect themselves from God’s Finger with a number of enterprises, and starts to slowly take over the town. But Mano doesn’t believe death is something that should be run from. This book is so pretty, and the symbolism/metaphors, even when obvious, feel as though they belong organically in the world. A quote on the back of the book says it is “as nearly complete a world as can be”, and I think that’s a very accurate description. The story is interesting, the characters are compelling, and the magical realist world in which the story exists is fascinating. Runner up: trans girl suicide museum by Hannah Baer. This is a series of essays taken (for the most part) from Baer’s blog posts. They span a chunk of time in which she writes her thoughts and musings on her experience transition and transgender existence in general. It is mostly a series of pieces reflecting on “early” stages of transition. But I thought it was really cool to see an intellectual and somewhat philosophical take on transition, written by someone who has only been publicly out for a few years, and therefore is looking at certain experiences with a fresh gaze. As the title suggests, a lot of the book is a bit sad, but it’s not all doom and gloom. A lot of the emphasis is on the important of community when it comes to the experience of starting to transition and the first few years, and the importance of community on the trans experience in general. I really liked reading Hannah Baer’s thoughts as a queer intellectual who was writing about this stuff as she experienced it (or not too long after) rather than writing about the experience of early transition years and years down the line. It meant the writing was very sharp and the emotion was clear and not clouded by nostalgia.

Other thoughts/commentary on books I don’t have superlatives for:

I’m glad my first (full) book read in 2023 was A Simple Story: The Last Malambo by Leila Guierrero. It’s a small, compact gem of a book that follows the winner of an Argentinian dance competition. The Malambo is a traditional dance, and the competition is very fierce, and once someone wins, they can never compete again. The author follows the runner-up of the previous year, who has come to compete again. It paints a vivid picture of the history of the dance, the culture of the competition, and the character of the dancer the author has chosen to follow. It’s very narrowly focused, which makes it really compelling.

The Hearing Trumpet by Leonora Carrington could have easily won for most fun or most interesting book. Carrington was a surrealist writer and painter (and was in a relationship with Max Ernst until she was institutionalized and he was deported by the Nazis). In The Hearing Trumpet, an elderly woman called Marian is forced by her family to go live in an old ladies’ home. The first strange thing about the place is that all of the little cabins each woman lives in is shaped like some odd object, like an iron, or ice cream, or a rabbit. The other old women at the institution are a mixed bag, and the warden of the place is hostile. Marian starts to suspect that there are secrets, and even witchcraft involved, and she and a few of the other ladies start to try and unravel the occult mysteries hidden in the grounds of the home. The whole book is fun and strange, and the ending is an extremely entertaining display of feminist occult surrealism.

Sacred Sex: Erotica writings from the religions of the world by Robert Bates was a book I had to read for research for my debunking of Withdrawn Traces. It was really very interesting, but it was also hilarious to read because maybe 5% of any of the texts included were actually erotic. It should have been called “romantic writings from the religions of the world” because so little of the writing had anything to do with sex, even in a more metaphorical sense.

Every time I read Yukio Mishima I’m reminded how much I love his style. The Sailor Who Fell From Grace With The Sea almost usurped The Temple of the Golden Pavilion as my favorite Mishima novel. I’m fascinated with the way that Mishima uses his characters to explore the circumstance of having very intense feelings or reactions towards something and simultaneously wanting to experience that, while also wanting to have complete control and not feel them at all. There’s a scene in this novel where Noboru and his friends brutally kill and dissect a cat; it’s an intense and vividly rendered scene, made all the more intense by Noboru desperately conflicted between feeling affected by the killing and wanting to force himself to feel nothing. The amazing subtle theme running through the book is the difference between Noboru’s intense emotions and his desire/struggle to control them and subdue them versus Ryuji’s more subtle emotion that grows through the book despite his natural reserve. I love endings like the one in this book, where it “cuts to black” and you don’t actually see the final act, it’s simply implied.

In 2016 or 2017, I ran lights for a showcase for the drama department at UPS (I can’t remember now what it was) that included a bunch of scenes from various plays. I remember a segment from Hir by Taylor Mac, and a scene from The Aliens by Annie Baker. In the scene that I saw, one of the characters describes how when he was a boy, he couldn’t stop saying the word ladder, and the monologue culminates in a full paragraph that is just the word “ladder.” I can’t remember who was acting in the one that I saw at UPS, but that monologue blew me away, the way that one word repeated 127 conveyed so much. This year a collection of Annie Baker’s plays came in at work so I sat down and read the whole play and it was just incredible. I’d love to see the full play live, it’s absolutely captivating.

Narrow Rooms by James Purdy was a total diamond in the rough. It takes place in Appalachia, in perhaps the 1950s although it’s somewhat hard to tell. It follows the strange gay entanglement between four adult men in their 20s, who have known each other all their lives. It traces threads of bizarre codependency, and the lines crossed between love and hate. The main character, Sidney, has just returned home after serving a sentence for manslaughter. On his return, he finds that an old lover has been rendered disabled in an accident, and that an old school rival/object of obsession has been waiting for him. This rival, nicknamed “The Renderer” because of an old family occupation, has been watching Sidney all their lives. Both of them hate the other, but know that they’re destined to meet in some way. Caught in the middle of their strange relationship are Gareth, Sidney’s now-disabled former lover, and Brian, a young man who thinks he’s in love with The Renderer. The writing style took me some time to get used to, as it is written as though by someone who has taught themselves, or has only had basic classes on fiction writing. But the plot itself is so strange and the characters are so stilted in their own internality that it actually fits really well. Like The Mustache, this book had one of the strangest, most intensely visceral and shocking endings I’ve read in a while. It was also “one that got away.” I read it at work, then put it on my staff picks shelf, and only realized after someone else bought it that I should have kept it for myself.

The Passion According to G.H. by Clarice Lispector blew my mind. I really don’t want to spoil any of it, but I highly encourage anyone who hasn’t read it to do. The build in tension is perfect and last 30 pages are just incredible. Lispector’s style is so unique and so beautiful and tosses out huge existential questions like it’s nothing, and I love her work so much.

Moscow To The End Of The Line by Venedikt Erofeev was another really unexpected book. It’s extremely Russian (obviously) and really fun until suddenly it isn’t. The main character, a drunkard, gets on a train from Moscow to Petushki, the town at the end of the line (hence the title), in order to see his lover. On the way, he befriends the other people in his train car and they all steadily get drunker and drunker, until he falls asleep and misses his stop. Very Russian, somewhat strange, and I was surprised that it was written in the late 60s and not the 30s.

Dr. Rat by William Kotzwinkle was what I expected. Weird in a goofy way, a bit silly even when it’s serious, and rather heavy-handed satire. The titular Dr Rat is a rat who has spent his whole life in a laboratory and has gone insane. The other animals who are being tested on want to escape, but he’s convinced that all the testing is for the good of science and wants to thwart their rebellion. Unfortunately, all the other animals who are victims of human cruelty/callousness/invasion/deforestation/etc around the world are also planning to rebel, connection with each other through a sort of psychic television network. It’s a very heavy-handed environmentalist/anti-animal cruelty metaphor and general societal satire, but it’s silly and fun too.

Confessions Of A Part-Time Lady by Minette is a self-published, nearly impossible to find book that came into my work. It’s self-printed and bound, and was published in the 70s. It is the autobiographical narrative of a trans woman who did drag and burlesque and theatre work all across the midwest, as well as New York and San Francisco, from the 1930s up to the late 60s. It was originally a series of interviews by the two editors, who published it in narrative form, and it includes photos from Minette’s personal collection. It’s an amazing story, and a glimpse into a really unique time period of gender performance and queer life. She even mentions Sylvia Rivera, specifically when talking about gay activism. She talks about how the original group of the Gay Liberation Front was an eclectic mix of all sorts of people of all sexualities and genders and expressions. Then when the Gay Activists Alliance “took over”, they started pushing out people who were queer in a more transgressive or unusual way and there was more encouragement on being more heteronormative. She mentions Sylvia Rivera and Marsha P Johnson, saying “I remember Sylvia Rivera who founded STAR – Street Transvestite Action Revolutionaries. She was always trying to say things – the same kinds of things Marsha P Johnson says in a sweeter way – and they treated her like garbage. If that’s what ‘order’ is, haven’t we had enough?”

Whores For Gloria by William T Vollmann was exactly as amazing as I thought it would be. I love Vollmann’s style, because you can tell that even though the characters he’s writing about are characters, they’re absolutely based on people that he met or saw or spoke to in real life. The main character, Jimmy, is searching for his former lover, Gloria, who has either died or left him (it is unclear for most of the novel). He begins to use tokens bought from sex workers (hair, clothes, etc) to attempt to conjure her into reality, and when that doesn’t work, he pays them to tell him stories from their lives, and through their lives he tries to conjure Gloria. This novel’s ending had extremely similar vibes to the ending of Moscow To The End Of The Line.

Prisoner Of Love by Jean Genet was a lot to take in. It was weird reading it at this moment in time, and completely unplanned. It’s just that I have only a few more books to read before I’ve made my way through all Genet’s works that have been translated into English, and it was next on the list. Most of the book focuses on Genet’s time spent in Palestine in the 70s and his short return in the 80s. He also discusses the time he spent with the Black Panthers in the US, although it’s not the main subject of the book. Viewing Palestine from the point of view of Genet’s weird philosophical and moral worldview was really interesting, because what he chooses to spend time looking at or talking about is probably not what most would focus on, and because even his most political discussions are tinged with the uniquely Genet-style spirituality (if you can call it that? I don’t know what to call it) that is so much the exact opposite of objective. It’s definitely not a book about Palestine I would recommend reading without also having a grasp of Genet’s style of looking at the world and his various obsessions and preoccupations, because they really do inform a lot of his commentary. It was also written 15 years after his first trip to Palestine, partly from memory and partly from journal entries/notes, which gives it a sort of weirdly dreamlike quality much like his novels.

Blackouts by Justin Torres was so amazing! It blends real life and fiction together so well that I didn’t even realize that most of the people he references in the novel are real historical figures until he mentioned Ben Reitman, who I recognized as the Chicago King Of The Hobos and Emma Goldman’s lover. The book follows an unnamed narrator who has come to a hotel or apartment in the southwest in order to care for a dying elderly man called Juan Gay. Juan has a book called Sex Variants, a study of homosexuality from the 1940s which has been censored and blacked out. Back and forth, the narrator and Juan trade stories. The narrator tells his life story up until the present, including his first meeting with Juan in a mental hospital as a teenager. In turn, Juan tells the story of the Sex Variants book and its creator, Jan Gay (Ben Reitman’s real life daughter). The book explores the reliability of narrative, the power of collecting and documenting life stories, and of removing or changing things in order to create new or different narratives.

Again, Clarice Lispector rocking my world! Generally I can read a 200-ish page novel in somewhere between 2 and 4 hours depending on the content/writing style. Near To The Wild Heart took me 9 hours to read because I kept wanting to stop and reread entire paragraphs because they were so interesting or pretty or philosophical. The story focuses on Joana, whose strange way of looking at the world and going through life makes everyone sort of wary of her. This book is so layered I don’t really know how to describe it. So much of it is philosophical or existential musings through the vehicle of Joana. Unsurprisingly, it’s a beautiful book and I highly recommend it.

I’m just going to copy/paste my Goodreads review for Skye Papers by Jamika Ajalon: This book had so much potential that just…fell short. I could tell that it was written for an American audience but the way the reader/Skye is “taught” certain British terms and/or slang felt a bit patronizing. The characters were fleshed out and interesting and I liked them a lot but the plot crumbled quickly in the last half of the book Things sped up to a degree that felt strange and unnatural, the book’s pacing was inconsistent throughout. Perhaps that was deliberate considering the reveal at the climax, but if it was, it should have been utilized better. If the inconsistent pacing wasn’t deliberate, then it just made the book feel strange to read. There were moments were I felt like there should have been more fleshing out of certain character relationships. Even with the reveal at the end and the explanation of Pieces’ erratic/avoidant behavior, I wish there had been more fleshing out of the relationship or friendship between her and Skye at the beginning, when Skye first arrives in London. Characters who seemed cool/interesting got glossed over and instead there was a lot more dwelling on Skye walking around or busking or just hanging out. I could have gone without the last 30 or so pages after the big reveal, where Skye went back through everything that happened with the knowledge she (and the reader) had gained. It dragged on and on and at that point I felt like the whole story was so contrived that I just wasn’t interested anymore. A friend who read this book before I did said she thought it was an experimental novel that just hadn’t gone far enough, and I completely agree with her. I think if the style with the film script interludes went further, into printed visuals or more weirdness with the interludes, more experimental style with the main story, or something, it would have been really good. It just didn’t push hard enough.

The Feather Thief by Kirk Wallace Johnson was a fun little true crime novel about a young flautist who broke into a small English natural history museum in 2009 and stole hundreds of thousands of pounds worth of preserved rare bird skins dating back to the 19th century. He was a salmon fly-tying enthusiast and prodigy, and old Victorian fly designs used feathers of rare birds. The book first goes through the heist and the judicial proceedings, then examines the niche culture of Victorian fly-tying enthusiasts and obsessives, and then chronicles the author’s attempts to track down some of the missing birds. It was a quick, easy read, but fun and an unusual subject and I quite enjoyed it.

In 2024 I don’t plan on trying to surpass or even reach this year’s number. I’m going to start off the year reading The Recognitions by William Gaddis, then I’m going to re-read a number of books that I come across at work or in conversation and think Huh, I should reread that one of these days. So far, the books I am currently planning to reread: Sometimes A Great Notion by Ken Kesey, As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner, The People Of Paper by Salvador Plascencia, Mrs Dalloway by Virginia Woolf, The Mustache by Emmanuel Carriere, McGlue by Otessa Moshfegh, Long Day’s Journey Into Night by Eugene O’Neil, Acid Snow by Larry Mitchell, and Nightwood by Djuna Barnes.

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Aquí todo lo japonés. Literatura:

Audición, de Ryū Murakami

El pabellón de oro, de Yukio Mishima

Vida de una geisha, de Mineko Iwasaki

Retrato de Shunkin, de Jun'ichirō Tanizaki

Hombre lascivo y sin linaje, de Ihara Saikaku

Arenas movedizas, de Jun'ichirō Tanizaki

La felicidad de la familia, de Osamu Dazai

El mapa calcinado, de Kōbō Abe

El lagarto negro, de Rampo Edogawa

El libro de los cinco anillos, de Musashi Miyamoto

Historia de la mujer convertida en mono, de Jun'ichirō Tanizaki

La vida enmascarada del señor de Musashi, de Jun'ichirō Tanizaki

Los cuarenta y siete rōnin, de Shunsui Tamenaga

El infierno de las chicas, de Kyūsaku Yumeno

El gato que amaba los libros, de Sōsuke Natsukawa

Diarios de damas de la corte Heian, de AA. VV

La llave, de Jun'ichirō Tanizaki

Indigno de ser humano, de Osamu Dazai

El gran espejo del amor entre hombres, de Ihara Saikaku

Kaiki: cuentos de terror y locura, de AA. VV

Vita sexualis, de Ōgai Mori

El elogio de la sombra, de Jun'ichirō Tanizaki

El libro de la almohada, de Sei Shōnagon

El extraño caso de la isla panorama, de Rampo Edogawa

Diario de un viejo loco, de Jun'ichirō Tanizaki

Diez noches de sueños, de Natsume Sōseki

Ensayos y los libros de viajes:

Japón: un intento de interpretación, de Lafcadio Hearn

El ética del samurái en el Japón moderno, de Yukio Mishima

Eso no estaba en mi libro de Japón, de Beatriz Lizana López

El alma japonesa, de Enrique Gómez Carillo

Gracias, Japón, de Javier Landeras

Los placeres de la literatura japonesa, de Donald Keene

Crónica japonesa, de Nicolas Bouvier

Viaje al Japón, de Rudyard Kipling

En el país de los dioses, de Lafcadio Hearn

Japón inexplorado, de Isabella Bird

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Dragon Ball Super 010

Okay, let’s see if I can knock out the entire God Goku vs. Beerus fight tonight.

Before I get too deep in the weeds, I’d like to take a moment to point out some particularly ugly examples of the character models in this series. 

Ugh...

This show always goes for far-away shots of large groups of characters, and they always look revolting. 

And sometimes even the close-ups look wretched. 

Really, I can’t even explain why these are so unpleasant to look at.  It just feels like a really half-assed effort was put forth.  Like, I’m not much of an artist, but looking at this stuff reminds me of my own work, where I sort of just go for it and accept that the end result might not look quite right, but I’m still pleased with it just for getting it done.  Which is fine for unskilled amateurs like me, but it really feels like early Dragon Ball Super was animated by an entire team of people with that same mindset.

Fans have always given Yukio “Triangle Guy” Ebisawa a lot of crap over the decades, what with his ridiculously off-model and often-ugly style.   But I like his stuff way better than the lukewarm crude we see in early-Super and about half of GT. I’m not saying you have to love Ebisawa’s style, but at least when he breaks the rules you can tell he’s going for something.  He’s trying to make the characters look intense and dynamic.  He’s turning them all into triangles for a reason.  There’s a purpose to it, even if we might find it garish or laughable. 

Compare this with a typical shot from GT, and you can see what I mean.  That’s Mr. Satan punching Uub out of the ring to win the tournament, but it looks more like Uub is standing on a box while Satan rubs his knuckles gently against his abs.  That shot of Vegeta above looks way, way more impactful, and he’s not even fighting. 

Generally speaking, Super does a better job making action sequences look intense, although that’s not saying much. Like GT, there’s a lot of shortcuts taken where characters just stare each other down, rush together, and launch big energy blasts instead of doing any kind of complex combat sequences

But then the show constantly switches back to the bystanders to get their reaction, and they always look like crap.  Vegeta’s face is basically frozen that way for the next three episodes.  Bulma’s supposed to be flipping out and Krillin’s supposed to be astonished, but it’s all half-measures.  Whoever drew this was just putting forth the minimum effort.  The characters look like they’re supposed to look, but there’s no oomph there. 

Compare to this shot of Dende, Mr. Satan, and Bee hiding in the bushes.  It’s a lot more expressive, interesting composition.  Mr. Satan’s head is exaggerated, but it helps get across his emotions.  

Anyway, this is just something I wanted to bring up Super always invites comparisons to Z and GT.  And as bad as Super can be, it usually trumps GT simply by having characters look and act like they did in Z, but they often look dull or unimpressive, which makes the show look like a pale imitation of Z. 

But I’ve gotten waayyy off-track.  Let’s talk about the fight.

Actually, there isn’t a whole lot to say here.  In the Battle of Gods movie, they started with Beerus kind of going easy on Goku, giving him a chance to get acquainted with the Super Saiyan God form.  Here, DBS #10 just turns that into a whole episode.  Gradually, Beerus ramps up the offense, and Goku gets more confident with his power, until he finally reverses a punch from Beerus into a grapple. 

Then he flicks Beerus’s forehead with his finger...

... and gives him a chop to the shoulder, just as Beerus did to SSJ3 Goku on King Kai’s planet.

Beerus finds this unseemly, but he can respect Goku wanting revenge for how Beerus humiliated him in their last encounter.  Personally, I don’t think this suits Goku as a character.  Also, Beerus isn’t anywhere close to using his full strength, so if he didn’t want Goku to manhandle him this way, he would just break loose, so this all seems kind of pointless to me.

Anyway, now that Goku seems to have a handle on his new form, they agree to fight more seriously, while Bulma and a lot of her guests try to follow the action in some sort of aircraft she keeps aboard her ship.  And the Pilaf Gang are taking a nap. 

Yeah, now I remember.  So they saw the Dragon Balls being used earlier, so they returned to the ship to find them, only to discover most of the partygoers were gone, and then Whis shared a “dinner encore” with them, and now they’re sleeping it off.

#dragon ball #dragon ball super #2023dbapocryphaliveblog #goku #beerus #emperor pilaf #mai #shu #vegeta #bulma #krillin #piccolo #android 18 #kibitoshin #elder supreme kai

[moonofiron]

17 questions, 17 people Thanks for tagging me @poopeth

Nickname: on here it's Sakky. Sign: Aard Height: 5’8 Last thing I googled: adventure movies Song stuck in my head: Transmission by 3 Pill Morning No. of followers: 374 Amount of sleep: 8-10 hours Lucky number: 6/8/5 Dream job: running a small shop of antiques/crafts/dark arts/books Wearing: Sweats and a hoodie Movies/books that summarize me: Masks by Fumiko Enchi Favorite song: This keeps changing and there's more than one but I'll go with I'm The Mountain by Stoned Jesus Favorite instrument: I don't play any instrument but I love sax Aesthetic: Hmm, I am not sure. It's like a weird crossover between cottagecore, dark academia, and grunge but that's really only the tip of the iceberg. Favorite author: Tough to choose so I'll just go with Yukio Mishima and/or Junichiro Tanizaki. Kobo Abe is fantastic too. Favorite animal noise: meow Random: I can lick my nose with my tongue and I can imitate a crow perfectly

Tagging (no pressure ofc) : @introversiontherapy @lanuitmarche-avecmoi @blueyeswhitebitch @requiemz (I'm sorry, I really don't know 17 people on here so if you wanna do this, please go ahead)

#tag games

[strawberry-sticky-autism]

Danganronpa Autistic Headcanons!

This one is for Danganronpa-related media.

Makoto Naegi (Danganronpa)

Kiyotaka Ishimaru (Danganronpa)

Chihiro Fujisaki (Danganronpa)

Kyoko Kirigiri (Danganronpa)

Toko Fukawa (Danganronpa)

Celestia Ludenberg (Danganronpa)

“Junko Enoshima”/Mukuro Ikusaba (Danganronpa)

Gundham Tanaka (Danganronpa 2)

Teruteru Hanamura (Danganronpa 2)

Nekomaru Nidai (Danganronpa 2)

Chiaki Nanami (Danganronpa 2)

Sonia Nevermind (Danganronpa 2)

Mahiru Koizumi (Danganronpa 2)

Mikan Tsumiki (Danganronpa 2)

Peko Pekoyama (Danganronpa 2)

Komaru Naegi (Danganronpa Another Episode)

Jataro Kemuri (Danganronpa Another Episode)

Kotoko Utsugi (Danganronpa Another Episode)

Nagisa Shingetsu (Danganronpa Another Episode)

Monaca Towa (Danganronpa Another Episode)

Miaya Gekkogahara (Danganronpa 3)

Shuichi Saihara (Danganronpa V3)

Kaito Momota (Danganronpa V3)

Ryoma Hoshi (Danganronpa V3)

Gonta Gokuhara (Danganronpa V3)

Korekiyo Shinguji (Danganronpa V3)

Kiibo (Danganronpa V3)

Kaede Akamatsu (Danganronpa V3)

Kirumi Tojo (Danganronpa V3)

Himiko Yumeno (Danganronpa V3)

Maki Harukawa (Danganronpa V3)

Tenko Chabashira (Danganronpa V3)

Tsumugi Shirogane (Danganronpa V3)

Angie Yonaga (Danganronpa V3)

Ayumu Fujimori (Danganronpa Re;Birth)

Kasumi Izumo (Danganronpa Re;Birth)

Mikoto Itsuki (Danganronpa Re;Birth)

Misuzu Aisaka (Danganronpa Re;Birth)

Kego Sakuma (Danganronpa Re;Birth)

Saiji Rokudo (Danganronpa Re;Birth)

Kinji Uehara (Danganronpa Another)

Akane Taira (Danganronpa Another)

Ayame Hatano (Danganronpa Another)

Kanata Inori (Danganronpa Another)

Mikako Kurokawa (Danganronpa Another)

Sora (Super Danganronpa Another 2)

Iroha Nijiue (Super Danganronpa Another 2)

Yoruko Kabuya (Super Danganronpa Another 2)

Emma Magorobi (Super Danganronpa Another 2)

Yuri Kagarin (Super Danganronpa Another 2)

Yukio Sato (Brave Danganronpa: Coward’s Paradise)

Anko Hibana (Brave Danganronpa: Coward’s Paradise)

Urara Amemiya (Brave Danganronpa: Coward’s Paradise)

Stella Hoshinari (Brave Danganronpa: Coward’s Paradise)

Ume Omori (Brave Danganronpa: Coward’s Paradise)

Eden Tobisa (Danganronpa: Despair Time)

Veronika Grebenshchikova (Danganronpa: Despair Time)

Min Jeong (Danganronpa: Despair Time)

Arei Naegishi (Danganronpa: Despair Time)

Rissi (Danganronpa F: Shattered Hope)

Satsuki Yoshimitsu (Danganronpa: Twisted Truths)

Konoe Shimatate (Danganronpa TheAfter)

Yukime Ryo (Danganronpa TheAfter)

Hiroaki Uzuki (Danganronpa Kill/Cure)

Ikki Namiki (Danganronpa: Kill/Cure)

Yahto Stone Crown (Danganronpa Kill/Cure)

Hide Osako (Danganronpa Kill/Cure)

Momoe Soga/”Soaring Lass” (Danganronpa Kill/Cure)

Naiomi Danjuma (Danganronpa Kill/Cure)

Poruka Matsushima (Danganronpa The Engine)

Serina Nakahara (Danganronpa Revengine)

Kazuki Watanabe (Danganronpa Blowback)

Yukari Koime (Danganronpa Blowback)

Seina Datenashi (Danganronpa Blowback)

Mikihiko Koyasunga (Danganronpa Blowback)

Kanjiro Hayamoto (Danganronpa Blowback)

Chinami Hasami (Danganronpa Blowback)

Misako Rokuhana (Danganronpa Blowback)

Mai Yurino (Danganronpa Blowback)

Shozo Asayoru (Danganronpa Blowback)

Yosaku Fujita (Danganronpa Blowback)

Kana Ise (Danganronpa Blowback)

Ulysses Wilhelm (Project: Eden’s Garden)

Mark “Mayhem” Berskii (Project: Eden’s Garden)

Wolfgang Akire (Project: Eden’s Garden)

Eva Tsunaka (Project: Eden’s Garden)

Eloise Taulner (Project: Eden’s Garden)

Toshiko Kayura (Project: Eden’s Garden)

Diana Vencia (Project: Eden’s Garden)

Ingrid Grimwall (Project: Eden’s Garden)

Cassidy Amber (Project: Eden’s Garden)

Kotarou Chishiki (Danganronpa Anthebellum)

Mint Bryne (Danganronpa Anthebellum)

Alora Asami (Danganronpa Anthebellum)

Asuga Hino (Danganronpa Anthebellum)

Eiju Abe (Danganronpa Hushed Whispers)

Kyo Furui (Danganronpa Hushed Whispers)

Sakura Takahashi (Danganronpa Hushed Whispers)

Chou Yoshida (Danganronpa(He)Artless Deceit)

Itsumi Yoko (Danganronpa(He)Arrless Deceit)

Shion Morita (Danganronpa(He)Artless Deceit)

Katsuhiko Minamoto (Danganronpa(He)Artless Deceit)

Satoru Tachibana (Danganronpa(He)Artless Deceit)

Tomoya Morita (Danganronpa(He)Artless Deceit)

Kou (Danganronpa(He)Artless Deceit)

Ryuuji Himura (Danganronpa(He)Artless Deceit)

Momoka Ayase (Danganronpa(He)Artless Deceit)

Isao Morita (Danganronpa(He)Artless Deceit)

Kaoru Yasunaga (Danganronpa(He)Artless Deceit)

Ashley Westbridge (Danganronpa Lapse)

Forte Solo (Danganronpa Lapse)

Kanon Ota (Danganronpa Lapse)

Lyle D. Termina (Danganronpa Lapse)

Pandora Espere (Danganronpa Lapse)

#Autistic #autism #autistic #actually autistic #autistic headcanon #autistic headcanons #danganronpa #autiscomp

[riverpancakes]

hhhh all oc pronouns ig

Nobuyuki Tokoyami- he/him

Tako Tokoyami- they/them

Arashi Kaminari- she/her

Daisuke Kaminari (Wakabayashi)- he/him

Hisana Yaoyorozu- she/her

Kaito Yaoyorozu- he/him

Daiki Aoyama- he/him

Akira Aoyama- she/her

Hiro Ashido- she/her

Kaede Ashido- he/him

Katsuro Iida- he/him

Masa Iida- she/her

Ryota Uraraka- he/him

Shinzuko Uraraka- she/her

Kenta Ojirou- he/him

Rin Ojirou- she/her

Azumi Kirishima- she/her

Akirhiro Kirishima- he/him

Kina Kirishima- she/her

Koto Aizawa- she/her

Reiji Tachibana- he/him

Hachiro Amano- he/him

Mr. Serizawa- he/him

Iwao Kamegai- he/him

Amberlynn Korematsu- she/her

Takashi Korematsu- he/him

Nakiichi Kirishima- he/him

Yua Kirishima- she/her

Takumi Bakugou- he/him

Mansa Bakugou- she/her

Takayuki Midoriya- he/him

Kayo Midoriya- she/her

Ichirou Midoriya- he/him

Aito Kaminari- he/him

Iku Kaminari- she/her

Hoshi Kaminari- he/him

Hideo Iida- he/she, he/him preferred

Meiko Iida- he/him

Baako Iida- he/him

Faraji Iida- he/him

Hanami Amajiki- she/her, wants to try neopronouns (snow/snowflake/snowflakes/snowflakeself, sy/sky/skyself)

Emi Amajiki- she/her

Ahmya Kuroiro- she/(rie/eer/eri/erie/eeriself)/(li/lich/lis/lichs/lichself)/(necro/necrom/necself)

Suiren Kuroiro- she/her

Yami Kuroiro- he/him

Miyako Kuroiro- she/her

Keiichi Tokoyami- he/him

Ren Tokoyami- she/her

Michi Sero- he/him

Etsuko Aoyama- she/her

Kasumi Tokage- she/her

Eimi Ojirou- they/she

Fuyuhime Amano- she/her

Kiku Chiba- she/her

Chihiro Hidaka- she/they

Momoka Hino- she/her

Hideoyoshi Inoue- he/him

Haruto Kurosawa- he/they

Hanzou Mizutani- he/him

Rekka Serizawa- he/him

Kohaku Takeuchi- they/he

Koshiro Tsuburaba- he/him

Shin'ichi Kaibara- he/him

Jirou Tsunoda- he/him

Masako Yusado- she/her

Aimi Nishiyama- she/her

Kei Konishi- she/her

Katsumi Matsumoto- he/him

Yukio Ishida- he/him

Aoi Neishin- he/him

Junichi Hoshino- he/him

Mariko Ayuma- they/it/she

Satoshi Mamoru- he/they

Ryo Yabun- he/him

Hope Korematsu- she/her

Dai Takenaka- he/him

Layla Arafa- she/her

Kin Akiyama- she/her

Isao Kanekou- he/him

Komiko Miyashita- she/her

Eiko Fujimoto- she/her

Katashi Koi- he/it

Aiko Saito- she/her

Chou Hirabayashi- she/her

Hiroaki Abe- he/him

Ayumi Haimawari- she/her

Satoru Chinen- he/him

Fynn Dimick- he/him

Diana Morias- she/her

Moriko Kato- she/it

Sophia Barrett- she/her

Damion Jay- he/him

Bonnie Webster- she/(tea/teaself)

Kozuya Mochizuki- he/him

Salem Mochizuki- he/him

Rose Laurence de la Croix- it/its

Zephyrus Williams- they/he

Sora Hirano- she/her

Hisashi Miyake- he/him

Tamiko Miyake- he/him

Anastasia Williams- any/all pronouns

Daichi Kuroki- he/him

Haruki Kazame- he/they

Junpei Akabane- he/him

Adriana Gegeen- she/her

Misaki Go- she/her

Tsukumi Sakai- she/her

Talyor Korematsu- she/her

Chase Korematsu- he/him

Jaelynn Korematsu- (cor/corpse/corpself)/(go/gor/gors/goreself)/she

Asahi Korematsu- he/(ve/ver/vis)

Divya Korematsu- she/her

Tadashi Bakugou- he/him

Naoki Bakugou- they/x

Akina Bakugou- she/her

Mei Villin- he/him

Kae Midoriya- she/her

Ayano Tachibana- she/her

Emori Kaminari- he/it/(haz/hazel/zels/zels/hazelnutself)

Fukumi Aoyama- she/her

Chiyo Ogawa- she/they

Kameko Shibuya- she/her

Mitsuko Morishita- any/all pronouns

Sophie Kindermann- she/her

Yuki Shiratori- she/her

Akui Miyake- he/him

Hatsuko Hoshino- she/her

Haruto Watanabe- he/him

Sana Yamazuki- he/him

Haru Yabun-Mamoru- they/them

Junji Yabun-Mamoru- he/him

Akaya Yabun-Mamoru- he/him

Kira Yabun-Mamoru- she/her

Kizuki Maede (Yabun-Mamoru)- he/him

Natsume Yabun-Mamoru- he/him

Manami Takenaka- she/they

Rei Takenaka- she/her

Seth Arafa- he/him

Thanatos Kobayoshi- he/him

Ryosuke Ishida- he/him

Kyou Achikita- he/him

Erika Maede- she/her

Rui Bakugou- she/her

Kouta Maede- he/him

Amitsu Maede- she/her

Akiyu Takenaka- she/her

#literally all of my mha ocs as of right now #ocs #bnha ocs #mha ocs #original characters #list of ocs #im tired

[corpsepng]

ehmmmm i saw your invitation to talk ab stories in yr inbox sooo basically im currently writing an erotic horror short story based on a japanese folk tale about a snow spirit called yuki onna

basically just me putting this young salaryman called Daisuke through hell for 5k words.. I transsexualised it ofc (we need more trans horror) <3 it's mostly psychological horror with the MC slowly losing his mind due to recurring nightmares of his boss's murder, extreme sleep deprivation, police detainment (arrested for murder of boss which he is innocent of) and social isolation as he forms an extremely codependent relationship with the new hire Yukio Kobayashi

descent of erotic insanity okay! okay!!! 👁 👁

#mail.txt #i love watching people lose their fucking minds #codependency is my favorite flavor of relationship

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tetsuya hinazuki | original character

FANDOM ;; jujutsu kaisen

FACECLAIM ;; cutthroat [ akudama drive ]

NOTES ;; time to introduce one of my favourite ocs to tumblr !! i have a lot more lore for him thought out than what i've included here, this is just a basic backstory. PLEASE ask me ab them in my ask box if y'all like him though, they're my baby and i love talking ab them so SO much so i'd be happy to tell y'all more of his lore :0

tetsuya was born with the inability to feel any sort of adrenaline at all. though they could feel basic emotions such as happiness, sadness, a bit of anger, etc. things like true excitement and immense fear were alien concepts to him. That didn't change for years into his childhood, not even when his ability to see curses started to show.

when tetsuya began to be able to see curses, they, unlike many other people, never felt any fear toward them due to this lack of adrenaline. even if one were to attack them… nothing. he wouldn't even try to fight it off, deciding to accept it as a friend that had been drawn to him rather than a monster that was attacking them. a lot of the time, their brother, yukio, had to be the one to fight curses off of them because tetsuya never took any action.

their ability to see curses and his reaction to them became a subject of concern for tetsuya's mother. as an ordinary human and non-sorcerer who lacked the ability to see curses, she became concerned when they started interacting with things that, to her, weren't really there. they would happily wave at and start talking to what seemed like thin air. yukio used to do the same, and while he could still see curses, he stopped acknowledging them around his mother, which led her to believe that he had stopped seeing things. tetsuya, on the other hand, refused to stop acknowledging the entities that he had somewhat referred to as his "friends."

back to tetsuya's lack of adrenaline, at some point, they managed to find something that actually did let them feel it somewhat, and that was picking fights with people. after watching countless movies with bloody fights front-and-center, they started to wonder if he could get a feeling of fear or excitement beaten into him, or, if he could get it from beating up other people, so they tried it. it worked, but it only encouraged him to continue on with it rather than stop once they felt enough of what they wanted to feel. this further concerned their mother, coupled with what she thought were "hallucinations," and something needed to be done about it. he was sent away to a place that was supposed to at least help to fix all of their many issues… but they weren't there for very long.

on the fourth night, tetsuya escaped through the window of their room, and there they were, out and about on the streets of tokyo, picking more fights than he ever had before in attempt to feel a little bit of a buzz. one fateful day, he happened to bite off a little more than they could chew, picking a fight with someone that could much more easily beat him up than he could take them on. knowing that he would likely be beaten down more aggressively than usual if he had been any softer, tetsuya ended up accidentally killing the person in an act of self-defense. rather than be shocked and horrified than what they had just done like any normal, sane person, he felt… strangely excited by it all. it seemed as though the one thing that really could get his adrenaline levels up was taking the lives of other people, and he had to do more of it.

the problem arose when he was almost caught. they had been pretty out in the open, so it was no wonder that people saw what had happened and tried to call the police on them. it was then that he came into contact with one suguru geto, who had just happened to be in the right spot at the right time when everything happened. coincidentally, the person that tetsuya had killed happened to be a non-sorcerer that geto had been planning to pick off in the creation of his ideal world for sorcerers, but now because of tetsuya, he could move onto others. normally in a situation like this, he would have simply moved on with his life after someone else happened to do his intended job for him, but he could already tell that tetsuya was an interesting case.

after simply killing those who tried to stop them and hearing them tell him their situation, geto offered tetsuya a simple suggestion that would affect them for the better as they continued on in life: they could join the group of sorcerers that he had created for his cause, put his desire to shed blood to that purpose, and be protected from persecution. tetsuya agreed to his proposal– not because he had any real contempt for non-sorcerers per se, but because being able to do the thing that finally provided him with some adrenaline without getting pinched sounded pretty damn good.

since he joined geto's group, when he's just chilling, tetsuya can now be found munching on gummy worms, flopping across the laps of just about everyone in the group that will let him, and lovingly trying to stab geto … just as a challenge, to see if they can do it. ( they have not succeeded yet. )

#⋆ ༄ 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 . #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk oc #jjk ocs #jjk original character #jujutsu kaisen oc #jujutsu kaisen original character #original character #oc #my ocs