空

what a friday night looks like when office worker oomf is an otaku

it's on my list when i get back to reading vns this year. your gift to me is sitting patiently in my laptop 🥹

coming back to diamond no kouzai and it feels so good to sit with a story whose focal point is emotional growth, not by being alone, but by being with the world that makes your heart feel like tenderized meat, for better or for worse.

i never outright said this but it always led me to impassionately talking about a pairing: i'm inclined to relationships built on mutual distrust because of the wish fulfillment from circumstances that extinguish that mutual hatred and transform it into respect and even love.

anyone else glorifying the freedom and possessiveness that comes from affection?

i'm floored by everything about these

i did not give myself the option to think twice. just grabbed them with my discount card and then even got tea to pair them with. like a party 🤦🏻

refreshed my desk space to keep myself inspired. you can tell i'm missing TW everyday...

after tw, i understand this more than ever

closing the distance, turning difference into harmony between two individuals that are bound by each other's ambition is activated by it, and hyakuemu unfolds as an exploration of the rivalry of living one's best life and the consummation in loving each other's pursuit of it.

in hyakuemu ani there is perceptibly so much time and distance between togashi and komiya. so much difference, they do not see eye to eye outside of that childhood together that had abruptly come to an end, and that final 100m race. the fujoshi wish fulfillment of making time,

some of the things i took home with me from my trip:

☆ choppy bangs flop chiikawa and hachiware with a fish plushes
☆ late night konbini run easy card and wymen cigs
☆ physical of favorite ftky read
☆ bl manga on my wishlist for a year now!

你好，罐子！你居然記得我的請求，而且在沒有我催促的情況下，就按我們約定的日期上傳了，我真的非常感動。非常感謝你慷慨地以這種方式與我分享你創作的《一百公尺》同人圖。ﾟ｡ ( ﾟஇ‸இ ﾟ) ｡ ﾟ 祝您有美好的一天！♡

💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

every cell in my body always wants to support beloved bao. this looks fantastic. i will forgive you for the title font choice, too

🥹🙏🏻

cat observationist diary...... 📹💭

cried reading ひゃくえむ ch1. my kmy/tgs ﾟ｡ ( ﾟஇ‸இ ﾟ) ｡ ﾟ what the hell. let love destroy you. ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹

i still love films and i especially love novel ways of experiencing them.

creature fucks his creator BL is getting to me again. Ouuuugggghhhhhhhh

it's the complex that makes it. you don't get away with anything. no shortcut to sanitization of the nature of your relationship, only the irrevocable truth of your love.

what tethers me most !!

i really wanted kyouji and satomi's smiles from ビーム2025年12月号 reflected on their faces, and 🍽｡ vol.1 cover art outfits are so distinct, it was an easy decision for me to make. 💗

affirming that there are heart healing properties in the fuamiresu iko 🍽｡ dolls that i commissioned. please observe how thoughtfully they were brought to life ﾟ｡ ( ﾟஇ‸இ ﾟ) ｡ ﾟ

forever changed by this thanks to you :")

i think hyakuemu is activating the monoshipper in me because when we are not about komiya/togashi, why? i plainly do not care for togashi to be with any of his juniors. he's komiya's. all these years and he is komiya's. ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹

i was so angry last year because i saw the things i said out of necessity parroted for entertainment.

reread flightless bird; still a good short. love, love the ambiguity it concludes in. ss님 is so obsessed with power dynamics through boys love: dadson → alpha × alpha → satan and a boy he follows from childhood to adulthood. my kind of author. ❤️‍🔥

and yes, in that order. creature fixed left, creator fixed right. i hope this helps ^__^

creature/creator yaoi is so underreported, it's automatically phenomenal. once again reminded of the terrible seduction of dadson yaoi. (it thrills me, shame and all. most compelling subject of incest to me....i've not been able to forget it since it first disquieted me !)

i have my own position in the world and so do you, and i think that's wonderful. that the world expands, knowledge widens. we'll never see from the same view, but we always offer one to each other.