why are you so obssesed with poly ships? i've been lurking around your blog and you seem to put a lot of characters from your fandoms in poly ships, you even have a sideblog with polyamory in url and i'm curious why
ik you might just be poly yourself and looking for representantion which is valid even when you have to make it up bc there's not much of those relationships in media
but if your mono then what exactly about those ships interests you?
sorry if it's rude to ask or sth, i don't want to offend but i was seriously wondering
ohh that's interesting haha but im glad you're not mean
welp, it's just one of my interests, ya know. My bachelor's thesis was about polyamory representation in media and just overall - it's history, how people are seeing it, how they react to it, how this kind of relationships works. Like, idk it's just interesting to me. Also, poly is kinda part of lgbt+ community, but it isn't exactly popular in media or and lgbt doesn't really talk about it as much as about trans or other orientations. Lately, people has taken an interest in polyamory, and not only in a sexual way but also as a romantic, beautiful relationship, and I guess im just part of this group.
and representation in media? Oh lord, don't let me start on that. There's like one or two good representation in movies/shows, while others are just toxic and all are doing are harden negative stereotypes.
Also, ive been a shipper since i was a little kid. Idk men, I just like idea of people loving each other. Movies and tv shows in 20's were all about love triangles, and honestly why? I mean, if you both love one person, and that person can't seem to chose because she also loves both of you, then... don't you see a solution? I mean, obviously, it isn't that easy in real life, but in a movies? Why not just let them love each other without drama.
Oh yes, another thing: fandom dramas. I hate those, truly. Ive been in many fandoms before, and in most of them there is that discourse 'ship A vs ship B" usually having "G+K or G+N" and people are literally throwing insults and kys at each other just because they can't accept that other people like different dynamics than them. That's stupid all in itself, but welp.. I guess polyamory is some kind of way of remis? I mean, in poly you can ship both ships without argument. They can be in open relationship or close, they can be triad or just one person loving two others. Like, in a fictional world, it's the best solution, isn't it? It's us who create characters' thoughts, dynamic, emotions... We *can* make it work!
So hm that would be that, I think? Love is beautiful and you can make it that way if u want to!
I hope it answers your question ahaha
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“Could be that I’m aging out of anime, though, let’s be real, when I was an undergrad I was already more discerning...”
...could be I’m aging out of many things, who knows! Aren’t we all, Narita. Hey, I’m still faithful, but y’know, hup hup, I’m not exactly Peter Pan over here.
(I was going to say this in the tags, but: can I really make a joke about my age vs. dignity and self-awareness considering Narita turned 42 this year? My God, the man’s over 40. Been writing Baccano! since he was 22/23. How about all the dogged One Piece fans who’ve been following One Piece for all that time and then some? To say nothing of Potterheads. Or all the adults who insist that AITA is one of the best TV shows ever made. Not even cartoons. TV shows. Ho boy.)
Edit: Forget laughing at my own post in five years / in my thirties, I’m going to laugh at this post five minutes from now. Five days from now. It really is just me taking out unrelated personal insecurities on something as inconsequential as fictional media because that’s an easier, ‘harmless’ topic than the root cause of those insecurities.
Edit: The secret, cap, is that I’m always procrastinating. That’s right; jokes on me, this was procrastination disguised as a post.
This was supposed to be a lighthearted post, if not a self-deprecating one influenced by self-conscious thoughts re: not just Narita’s works & general anime / LNs but also my stagnation in life. Even while writing that Fate/strange fake post, I was thinking, You realize that the majority of those 1.3 million views for the TV special teaser are from teens, right?
Which...of course they are; why wouldn’t they be? Good for them. I’ll watch because it’s Narita; they’re watching because Fate, and it’s because of their age but even more because they’re Fate franchise fans that they’ll be taking it more seriously than I shall be. If I think about it even a little, it’s not like I was taking the majority of anime I was watching in college overly seriously. Most people don’t take the media they watch ‘overly seriously’. I was selective then (though, of course, there are still anime I look back at and think, huh, did I not have more self-awareness when watching that? Even in college?), and I’m sure I’ll be more selective going forward.
Then again, what do I know? Doesn’t this just boil down to how I’ve fallen out of the swing of consuming new media, especially anime? I’ve been reading new books, sure, and watching a few new things with my family, but I barely know what’s aired in the last two to three years of anime seasons. All this wimbling is just faff; I’m kidding myself if I think there’s no new anime I’d like and that I wouldn’t have a good time resuming watching one or two shows a year.
(Note to self: you know you’ll like Odd Taxi, you snobby craven. Will it help if I reiterate it’s the kind of anime adults will enjoy? —And you’re / I’m writing this knowing darn well I’ll reread it in my thirties in five years and laugh at the posturing over ‘maturity’ and ‘age demographics’ and ‘adulthood’, especially given how humiliatingly I’m handling my life circumstances right now.)
I hope I’ll laugh. I hope I’m in a position where I can have self-respect and dignity. ‘Seriously’, what this is right now is just a by-product of insecurities and self-conscious thoughts and problems that don’t actually have much at all to do with fictional media; I just happen to be taking out those feelings about stagnation, failure, and adulthood out on something inconsequential instead of the problems themselves because it’s easier and I’m weak.
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btw i did that snowflake outline method thing for convalescence last night. i shall puty it below the Line
Jackal Hadrurus, the son of The Great Scorpion, is born in the Desert - with no idea all that awaits him. He was unwanted as soon as he was born, for his father didn't want a daughter and his mother never wanted a child at all. Still, his parents decided to make do with what they had: Dawn learned to love her child, to teach and raise him, and his father began teaching him to be a weapon. Jackal turned out to be a very capable learner, excelling in both the academics and combat he was taught. Nonetheless, his parents were never truly happy with him - and the child could tell. He's long since dreamed of living a different life.
After his mother disappears in the sands, his father's cruelty doubles; it takes the boy's eye in the process. He was only ten when it happened; The Scorpion regularly had Jackal face opponents in the arena, pushing him to fight as fiercely as he could. The training, however unethical it was, turned out to be efficient: Jackal quickly became one of the most stealthy and dangerous things in the Desert. Still: one misplaced movement cost him greatly. "A reminder," his father told him, "of what shall happen to you if you fail."
When The Fires come and take life, Jackal's forced with a decision: to escape this life he's always ran from, or turn the page and bring hope back to the town. He's spent eighteen years dreaming of a moment that would grant him passage out of the Desert. There's now nothing that stands in his way - all he'd have to do is make it to Eagle's Negligence and take a train to the coast. He never wanted to be his father's heir, he never wanted this life, he never wanted to be who he was made to be.
His hand is played when someone closest to him reveals they care very little about the fate of the people wronged by Jackal's father - could he forsake people who'd never asked for this life? They were connected, in that way: he knew their pain and ache, he knew their blood and tears. It was an opportunity that had never crossed Jackal's mind: he could change things. He could be better than his father, be fair and just instead of a cold tyrant. There were many who would oppose him, of course. The Great Scorpion had amassed a following and they did not seek peace.
The Basilisk's Grave was once a flourishing town, healthy and thriving, and it will take much to make it return to such a state. It had never been easy to survive in the Desert, but The Scorpion's tail pricked in deep - it will take Jackal years to rebuild the town, let alone help it heal. It's a burden he never expected, let alone planned for, but he is more than capable. Some even say that his coming was foretold, that he is a Savior, that he's been led along by fate to this position. The scars will fade, but the wound may bleed for a while longer.
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Dilf Toji fucks you nice and slow when you’re done putting Megumi down for bed. He wants to thank you for being so good to him and his son. As a single dad it gets hard so when you came into the picture offering your services it was hard to deny such a genuine offer. You’re so good to Megumi, gentle, kind and patient. Toji can’t help the growing bulge in his pants when he sees you being such a strong mother figure. He has to show you his gratitude. The best way he can do that is by having you in a mating press so he can fuck you nice and deep.
“You like that?” his voice is a soft hum.
You feel dizzy. His cock feels so deep. He’s stretching you out more than ever before. You call out his name in a soft whimper.
“Yeah? I’m right here doll don't worry I’m not going anywhere” he groans.
Toji’s obsessed with the way you look taking his cock. Your hole looks so perfect clenching, barely able to fit all of him. You look so full, Toji can’t help but imagine how full you would look with his cum drooling out of you. He has to see it. He’s determined to fuck you full of his cum. His cock plunges in and out of you creating a pattern. Your moans fall past your lips making a tune Toji never wants to forget.
“That’s it, good girl, say my name” you sound so pretty to him. “Tell me who fucks you this good, say it , tell me no one can make you shake like this, no one can fill this pussy up the way i can”
He’s never felt himself lose control like this before. There’s something about you, something that leaves him desperate for more. He craves you, desires you every waking second. The way your lips part letting pleads and moans drip off your tongue has him losing his mind. He can’t get enough of you. He knows he should be quiet but the way your cunt feels squeezing him so tight he thinks he just might lose his mind.
“That feel good baby? Yeah I know” he coos “I’m gonna fuck you so full” his pace is picking up speed.
His mind is practically blank thinking of how he wants to fill you to the brim with his cum. No that’s not enough he needs to give you every last drop he has.
“You need my cum don’t you” he’s desperate to hear you say it. He’s practically begging to hear you asking for his cum. Tell him how much you want his babies. He can make you a mommy. Don’t you want him to make you a mommy?
“Our baby is gonna be so beautiful” he whispers. He isn’t sure if you can hear him but he doesn’t mind as long as you’re still losing your mind calling out his name.
“That’s right” he growls “Say my name while I fuck a baby into you”
His hand push your thighs further down so he can reach deeper. The way he drags his cock past you slick walls has you shaking. Your words come out slurred.
“It’s too big” you whine as he goes deeper
“No no you can take it.” he bites he lips continuing his long deep strokes. He knows you can take it. Your eyes roll back when he begins grinding his hips into you. He knows he’s hit the spot he’s been searching for.
“There she is” he chuckles.
You can barely contain the moans now. Your body is shaking uncontrollably.
“Please” you gasp “S-slow down, I’m gonna make a mess” you cry.
Toji loves the sound of that. He thrust pick up speed, fucking into you even harder.
“That’s it, just like that, make a mess on my cock.”
He’s desperately chasing after his own orgasm. He wants to cum with you. His thrust are sloppy. He’s moaning your name pleading for you to cum for him.
“Cum-fuck Now” he demands.
You can’t help the juices the splatter against his abs as he fucks his load into you. The two of you are a moaning mess. You ramble incoherent words paired with his name. His eyes are glued on the sticky mess between the two of you. The squelching sounds of his cock fucking his cum back in fill the room.
“What a pretty sight this is. I hope it’s a girl” he moans “She’ll have your eyes”
You can barely give him a reply to focused on the way his cock is still plunging in and out.
“It’s too much” you slur.
“No baby it’s not enough” he groans “I gotta make sure this tummy is full of my cum. One more just one more okay”
Toji has plans on fucking way more than just one more load into you. He has to fuck you full until he’s sure of it you’ll be the one carrying Megumi’s little sister.
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