Originally a bandom blog turned anime with still a few old posts here and there. Lover of obscure anime and writer of Daiya no Ace fan fiction. (・ิω・ิ)ノ
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My kids do this routine all the time and I love it!
This conversation is funnier hearing just one half of it.
Watching random recipes on youtube as I try and decide if I want to go to work tomorrow. It is going to snow about 2 in. here and the schools are already closed but I still have work cause crazy people want bagels and soup in a damn snow storm apparently.🙄
I don't want to go but I already didn't go in yesterday cause I was so tired. Yeah full grown adults have those kind of days too. Plus my son's cat was making it hard to leave the bed so I blame him too.😅
Either way, it is no fun driving in the snow honestly and I know that we will hardly have any guests plus everyone else is going to call in so why should I be the only adult...over the age of 30 that shows up and get stuck there doing the work of 5 people or being made to clean something that no one has cleaned in months just cause I am there. Like 14 years at this place and i am still treated like the kids, no offense to anyone specific, that just started or have been there like a year. I've been there longer than all my managers for fuck sake!😒
Anyway so yeah, I really can't afford it especially since I don't know what is going on with my tax return or my daughter's survivor benefits thanks to Muskhole getting a hold of our personal info illegally, but I am just tired of being the grown up when my body feels more like a damn senior. I identify with Sophie so much. No wonder it's my fav Ghibli movie.😩
Rant over i guess and i'll go back to watching vids that make me smile and I guess i'll let you know if I decide to go in or not tomorrow.😞
I miss this man so much!😓
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I have just two on Wednesday.
Maple is probably my fav character next to our protag in this series. I just love how sweet and innocent she is and it was nice to see her in the spot light in this weeks ep! Also can't wait till we take down that Holy Light Goddess cause man our girl Nyon is so much better!😤
It was a really good end to this arc and I loved that there was a plausible reason for spontaneous combustion cause I know that has been a thing in history but i have never heard of it from a medical POV!😲
Tomorrow is my big day! 7+ anime and I have D&D...well maybe cause with this storm coming who knows!😵
Need this as my ringtone
So i've been trying to decide what to do with my blog here since I restarted it and I'm thinking of just sharing all the merch, cons, figures, and other Japanese related stuff i am into. I really do enjoy and respect the culture a lot and have an interest in almost everything about it!
I was slowly collecting figures for a while, but really got started during Covid when there were no cons going on. I pretty much just started to spend my saved con money on them and it took off! I believe I have over 50, if I include my Nendoroids, with more on ther way each year. Its a pretty bad habit that is hard to stop...not that I want to.
Also once a month I try to get to NJ where i have a little Japanese Mecca called Mitsuwa where I also spend waaaay too much money, but I have so much fun and get to see all kinds of foods and gadgets that i would love to own one day not to mention practically every ingredient I need to cook any Japanese dish I can imagine!
I may sprinkle in some family stuff like concerts I've seen with my kids not bandom related as well as other real life moment. I guess I will see in the future. Again not sure who is going to read this or take the journey with me, but if this is just a good way to keep my memories alive, I'll take it.
I just want to kiss this void so so much 😘😘🐈⬛
In utter disbelief
Just one on Tuesdays this season but it just means that I can play catch up with other animes I am watching that are older or rewatching.😉
So half way through this season and I am still slightly on the fence with this one. They don't really talk about the fruit as much anymore but I'm not gonna lie, I am always there for a trash church/religion cause it has this cathartic feeling for me since I am a recovering Catholic in my childhood.😅
Miyuki is a captain rightttt so who’s to say not a pirate one…..
Yeeeessss! 🥰
In case anyone missed the news!!
This is one of my middle days with not too many anime coming out.
Today's anime are;
Today felt like more of a filler ep than anything else. I mean I know that we have to go through almost all the current characters' fights with their fears, poor Sakagami we just skipped right over yours, but these ones felt kind of farcical compared to the last couple ep. Eh, I still enjoyed it though.😄
This was a good episode and I swear where the Demon King had nothing terrible to say about Uchimura's first failure it brought a tear to my eye cause i can relate to being brought down and pushed around by people that wanted me to take all the blame in the past. Good for you Uchimura for having such a good boss and collogues!🤗
All I have to say for this one is when are we going to get an episode that is actually happy like the title says! Still watching and enjoying though.😭
I am also watching Botsuraku Yotei no Kizoku dakedo, Hima Datta kara Mahou wo Kiwametemita but I am slowly losing interest and if something doesn't happen in today's episode to pull me back in I'm pretty much done.😶
Not sure if this is for anyone or just me but here we go.
My tumblr used to be for my Bandom writing back in the day, but back in the day it was also a cess pool here so I got out when I stopped writing after my husband passed away in 2018.😓
I did pick up writing again but this time it was anime which I started watching as a coping mechanism for his death and still use it till today. Sadly my writing has slowed down in the past few years, but I really do want to pick it up again. I guess I just need a bit of motivation but i can't figure out where to get it from. I digress though.😩
Most of SNS is a cess pool now thanks to shitty people and politicians that think they are playing a game of LIFE for real. I just need a place where I can vent my feelings without someone judging me that I just can't delete without retaliation.🙄
Not sure if this place is it but fuck it we'll give it a try. Meanwhile if anyone wants to know more about me they can check out my AniList profile. I am pretty transparent there. Also my AO3 where i write!🥰
https://anilist.co/user/DaisukeTakahiro/
https://archiveofourown.org/users/momiji_neyuki/profile
underrated trio
like/reblog if you save it.
Put my anime watching on hold today to go see the 30th anniversary of Se7en on the big screen with my kid and bestie. It was so worth it even with the fire alarm going off in the middle of one if the best scenes. It left such a cliff hanger. 😅
After all Morgan Freeman can't make a bad film. 😎
When someone says anime is only for kids 😒 gtfo 🖕
Everyone should live their best life as they want to and fuck what people think. 😤
Don't hurt yourself or anyone else and you can do whatever you want! 💞
i KNOW i wasn't born in the wrong generation cause i get to go to a freakin art school with weirdos like me, i can come home write/read fanfics, play my gay ass games, experiment with my style, buy my lil anime figures and books, and listen to little jap robots sing to me like i'm livin it up bro i don't wanna grow up and have to actually be a person like UGHHH
This is a mood every hour I swear! 🙄
When new b.s comes up involving Trump
Man I never thought I would be back here again but thanks to my D&D and anime friend as well as my daughter I said why not. 😅
I deleted quite a bit of my old blogs which were mostly about my bandom days, although I kept a few favs, and started to follow anime tags and animes that I enjoy...which is waaaaay too many honestly. 😅
✗ UPDATE: CHAPTERS 4 AND 5!!
× Title: Namida Kareru na (なみだ枯れるな) × Chapters: 4-5 × Artist: ANDOU Romeda × Language: FEELS × Link to read online: [ ch 1 ] [ ch 2 ] [ ch 3 ] [ chapter 4 ] [ chapter 5 ] × Download: right hurr × Note: Retranslation: qvfamma’s spanish version has already been released. other languages: TAKE IT, EAT IT, JUST CREDIT US!
Summary: some sad shit. feelings. the usual shit.
Ω one more chapter left…….
I started writing because of another writer telling me that I should try. When I wrote my first fan fic, I received many comments and to be honest it was like a bit of an addiction. I looked forward to the e-mails that said I had a comment and watching the hits and kudos rise on my story was exciting. That was three years ago. That was when My Chemical Romance was still together.
Since then I have watched a decline in my fandom as well as the once great writers. They gave up and moved onto other fandoms like Supernatural. X-men, or new bands. Some left their work to still be enjoyed, others deleted it...which is why when I like a good fan fic, I download or copy it for my own personal enjoyment.
I made a decision though to continue to write and to stay in my fandom predominately. i do incorporate other fandoms, like FOB and Panic!, but the main subjects alWays revolve around MCR.
Recently, I have been getting not only very few comments, but some hurtful ones that go beyond constructive criticism or I get the ones that just ask for updates right after i put one up. Also the comments that I have written to some are ignored and that never fells good. :(
It says right in my bio that I will alWays answer a comment no matter how short it is. I also love seeing kudos on fics that are kind of old too. They make me smile the most! ^-^
Thanks for putting this up! Sorry for this being so long, but I appreciate that you went through the trouble of putting it here! ^-^
Useful posts on how to write comments for fanfics - [here] & [here]
On a personal note. I’ve met wonderful people throughout fandoms and by leaving comments. I’ve made great friends, some even on comment sections, as we shared our enthusiasm for the same story.
People who like the same ships often hold similar character traits and life experiences; they’re people who would get you. The bonds in fandoms only strengthen when people meet other people as humans - and there are fantastic humans waiting to meet you.
Leave a comment. :)
((Methodology For Data Collected
For this, I’ve used AO3, currently the most popular fanfiction website.
I’ve taken the first ranked story in each ship, completed, rated by kudos - since bookmarks on AO3 can be set to private so the counters don’t reflect the real numbers - to reflect the stories that had the most positive feedback in their category.
For the comments, I’ve (falsely and intentionally) assumed the numbers represented are singular comments from singular, different users (tipping the scales in favor of the commenters). For Destiel, Johnlock and Spirk I had to pick the second story by kudos, since for the first the deviation error (assuming the author haven’t replied and there aren’t discussion threads included in the comments) was far too high for the ratio to be accurate, and my initial assumption couldn’t be applied. My apologies to the authors.
The data was collected on May 2nd , 2016.))
Just in case anyone thought about giving me one. ^-^
Hey everyone!
Sorry I have not been around to post here. I have been updating on AO3, but my personal life just decided to say “Fuck You” collectively. I will try to get back to putting teasers and updates here again soon I promise! ^-^
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This will never not be relevant.
I was having a conversation with someone important to me a few months ago and they said something I had never heard before.
We were talking about depression. More specifically- the flash-flood of bulletproof mania, and it’s inevitable descent into lengthy, paralyzing anguish- our shared condition.
“The Happy-Sads.” they said. “That’s what my doctor calls them”.
I rested in the hum-quiet lapse that happens every so often on the phone.
It seemed such a simple way to put it, but it summed it all up. I hear these little pieces all the time- I think we all do- someone says something, a turn of phrase, or a sentence fragment- and it sticks. It resonates. It becomes a short story or the subject of a comic, a song title- sometimes more.
The Happy-Sads.
It felt like something larger and smaller at the same time- it made sense of everything, boiling it down to a simple phrase- and I laid down under it’s gravity.
I remember being a boy, and the times where everything was quiet. Those were the briefest moments, and you had to catch them like comets. Then came chaos and noise- reckless, indestructible enthusiasm. That part lasted longer than the quiet, but not nearly as long as the empty.
I think it was easier for those older than me to say I was simply shy, and I wasn’t to hear the word “introverted” until I got to high school, and I didn’t hear anyone seriously talk about “depression” until I was in college- and even then it was just something you could “will away”. No one’s son or daughter was “crazy” or a “manic-depressive”. Labels. From youth to adulthood I would bounce back and forth from “very artistic” to “quiet”.
If my depression was robbing the bank, then my anxiety was waiting in the get-away car outside, masked and armed. There would be stretches that would go on for weeks where I thought I was going to Hell. These would segue into stretches where, knowing that everyone was going to die eventually and I would lose everyone I knew, I couldn’t spend more than 2 minutes in school before going home in hysterics. I just didn’t want to lose a single moment with people I loved- moments I could never get back.
My anxiety found different ways of manifesting itself- more subdued versions as I got older, but the back and forth, the up and down, stayed the same. You couldn’t wind a watch to it, but you could see it just over the hill, and you’d wait for it to hit.
Years of it.
Then I learned to use it, to tap into it, but I was hiding, not facing.
Being a singer in a band allowed me to tap into 2 very extreme emotions, and ones I knew very well- violent happiness and theatrical despair. This worked for me for years. And the more I could use them every night, the less I had to deal with them during the day, or night afterwards. Zeroes in a bunk, zeroes in the morning, drinking coffee, watching mile-markers.
Zeroes. Years of them.
I then decided to deal with it.
I had another conversation, again with someone important to me, but this person was life-threateningly ill. They said to me one thing that was the most important.
“Everything is temporary. When you’re happy- it’s temporary. Sad? Temporary. Job? Temporary. Bought a house? It’s only yours until you no longer need it. “
There were two ways to look at it- happy or sad. But everything was temporary.
In your worst moments, where you are staring into the blackest hole, the razor-lined mouth of a vicious, rabid animal- when you aren’t good enough, pretty enough, thin enough, smart enough- when the worst thing inside you chooses to attack- it is temporary. Likewise, when you are in those moments of pure joy, surrounded by your loved ones, high scoring skee-ball, holding your best friends hand at a concert- it is also temporary.
And that is ok.
It is life, and living, or the closest thing to it- but more than that there is help.
I go to therapy- my doctor and I don’t use labels, because she believes that every single person is a different case. What one person has more of, another has less of.
And in the differences, we are all the same- imbalanced, and some of us need an assist. I grew up in an era that came off the tail end of damning the notion of mental treatment, so it was a dirty phrase. Unfortunately it still is today. The labels linger, the stigma exists, and all of it keeps help further away.
This is the part where I get serious and say that if you suffer from severe depression, you should seek treatment. If no one takes you seriously- find someone that will. Knowing what I know now, I wouldn’t fear a single repercussion for taking my mental health seriously and in my hands. Nothing would stop me. Not a label, or a joke- nothing.
I hope you find comfort in this. I hope you know that a lot of people, including myself, battle the beast all the time, and we win. I have finally gotten myself to a place where I no longer face the extremes, but it takes work, every week- I get up, and I make sure I am at my session- even the days where I don’t want to be there. I would imagine you’d feel the same way sometimes, and that is ok. Maybe it’s even hard for you to take the first steps- and that’s ok too.
I know you can.
Goddess how much this is true. “Update please” are my two least fav words right now.
art takes hours to produce and seconds to consume so dont act suprised when artists get upset when their posts only get likes and no reblogs
similarly a piece of writing that takes a few minutes to read could have weeks of work behind it… dont take creativity for granted when ur getting it for free
So I have a lot of fic in my memories from LJ and I not only read the fics, but all the comments and man are there usually a lot of them. I got into writing right before the band ended so I missed out on getting that kind of love and it kind of hurts.
People were more open to the stories back before 2012 and they talked about what they liked a lot more, along with what they didn’t. They gave constructive criticism and the writer gave them cookies for it. ^0^
I think that people are more reserved in their comments now because much of the writing is about smut and porn and to find the ones with plot and relatable characters is harder now. Although I write my fair share of NC-17 scenes and stores, I do try and create plot and characters that ask you to care for them. i am trying that with a few of my stories now and leaving the NC-17 ones to the less than six chapters I think.
I am hoping that more readers will come out and be honest about what they read and what they would like to read in the future. ^-^
FUCK I LOVE OTTERS! SQUEEING SO HARD RIGHT NOW! ^-^
I need to write this.