#ask the badger mole

[the-badger-mole]

For the sick prompts, #1 please, "you don't owe me, I'm doing this because I care."

For Zutara, please.

The fever had broken. He was out of any immediate danger of infection. All of the bleeding had stopped, and despite the immense amount of pain he was still in the general consensus was that Zuko would live. Thanks to her.

Katara had hardly left his side in three days. Zuko hadn't even seen her sleeping. Each time he woke from his own fitful dreams, Katara was at his side, hands glowing as she healed the damage from Azula's lighting. He tried to get her to stop. She had her own injuries to recover from, and even if she hadn't, she needed rest.

She met his admonishments with assurances that she had been getting rest. She pointed to a hastily fixed up cot next to his bed. It didn't look comfortable at all. She should have her own room with a luxuriously fixed up bed with servants at her beck and call so she wouldn't need to move or even think too much for the next month.

"I'm sorry," Zuko said, his voice raspier than usual from misuse. Katara paused healing him to shoot him a questioning look.

"For what?" she asked.

"For this." Zuko gestured at himself, then at her hands, coated in glowing water.

"I don't understand."

"You should be resting," he said. "No, you should be getting pampered. You should be getting treated like a hero, not trying to fix my failure."

"Your failure?" Katara stared at him as if he'd grown a second head, and then that second head had spouted wings and begun telling fortunes. "What did you fail to do?"

"I couldn't beat Azula." Zuko brought the heels of his hands to his eyes and pressed down hard. "I made a mistake and you almost paid the price."

"Hey," Katara grabbed Zuko's wrists and gently pulled them away from his face. "You didn't fail. You were winning and Azula cheated. You saved my life. If you think that's a failure, we may have problem."

"I didn't mean it that way," Zuko said quietly. Katara nodded. She sat down on the bed beside him, her fingers skimming lightly over the fresh bandages on his chest. It would scar, she had warned him. Zuko didn't mind. What was one more?

"Do you regret it?" she asked. It took Zuko a moment to understand what she was talking about, but when he did he shot up, heedless of the tender skin covering his wound. Katara gasped in horror.

"I don't regret anything except putting you in danger in the first place," Zuko said, ignoring Katara's protests. "Even if I had died, it would've been worth it if it meant you were okay."

Katara stared at him for a long moment. Then she shook her head.

"Don't say that," she almost whispered. "This was already too much. I'll never be able to...to thank you or repay you for..." Katara gestured at his chest again. Zuko thought he saw tears in her eyes. In spite of the dull ache and burning around his wound, Zuko tugged Katara into a hug.

"You don't owe me anything for that," he told her. "I did it because I care about you. Because I can't think of a world without you in it. You're too important." Katara was stiff in his arms for a moment, but then she brought her arms around him, careful not to press too heavily on the wound on his back.

"So are you," she told him.

[the-badger-mole]

Story prompts! Come thru!

send me a pairing and a number and i'll write you a drabble

“Come over here and make me.”

“Have you lost your damn mind!?”

“Please, don’t leave.”

“Do you…well…I mean…I could give you a massage?”

“Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”

“Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

“I almost lost you.”

“Wanna bet?”

“Don’t you ever do that again!”

“Teach me how to play?”

“Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!”

“I think we need to talk.”

“Kiss me.”

“Hey, I’m with you, okay? Always.”

“So, I found this waterfall…”

“It could be worse.”

“Looks like we’ll be trapped for a while…”

“This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in.”

“The paint’s supposed to go where?”

“You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”

“We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?”

“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”

“Just once.”

“You’re the only one I trust to do this.”

“I can’t believe you talked me into this.”

“I got you a present.”

“I’m pregnant.”

“Marry me?”

“I thought you were dead.”

“It’s not what it looks like…”

“You lied to me.”

“I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”

“Please don’t do this.”

“If you keep looking at me like that we won’t make it to a bed.”

“You heard me. Take. It. Off.”

“I wish I could hate you.”

“Wanna dance?”

“You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”

“Hey! I was gonna eat that!”

“Have I entered an alternate universe or did you really just crack a smile for me?”

“You did all of this for me?”

“I swear it was an accident.”

“YOU DID WHAT?!”

“If you die, I’m gonna kill you.”

“Tell me a secret.”

“Hey, have you seen the..? Oh.”

“No one needs to know.”

“Boo.”

“Well this is awkward…”

Writer’s preference

[loz-the-noob]

Updated photo of the Jellycat gang for 2024!

[ask-toonie-cogsworth]

Whatever i need somebody to talk to….

im cole….

@marshallporter-cogs-inc

"I'm more than happy to walk and talk if you'd like, just let me finish cleaning up this ash and we can go."

They gave a gentle smile, their eyes telling a much different story as the exhaustion was very clear.

[the-badger-mole]

I've seen people criticize Zuko for not taking the opportunity to kill Ozai during the eclipse but expecting Aang, a 12 y.o. pacific monk to do that instead. He was called hypocritical for being unsympathetic towards his unwillingness to take a life when he himself couldn't. I do like Zuko and tend to side with him ( post redemption ofc ) over Aang, but that seems like a valid take, I don't think I have a counter-argument to that.What is your opinion on It ? Also, what do you think was the in-universe reason for Zuko to make such a decision? He said that It's not his destiny, do you think there was any other reason for It? Is he not wrong for not doing It just bc of destiny since It's just an abstract concept and the stakes were really high ( plus It's against the show's message about shaping your own destiny) ?

Maybe I'm reading this wrong, but it sounds like the people criticizing Zuko for not killing Ozai when he had the chance wanted Aang to do it? That doesn't sound like a contradiction, so I'm not sure if that's how you meant it?

Aside from that, I can only speak for myself. I understand why Zuko didn't kill Ozai. I also understand why Aang didn't want to. What my problem with the resolution for that was that it was the first time Aang seems to have even thought about what ending the war would entail. It doesn't make him look noble, or idealistic. It just makes him look stupid. What do you mean? What do you mean that he took this entire journey to get him to master all the elements on a deadline so he can end the war, and he had no idea what ending the war would even look like? He didn't even consider it? It had to be told to him. He really goofed off this entire series and didn't think about his project until the night before it was due. And don't anyone try to use his age to excuse this to me. First of all, Aang isn't a 12 year old. He's a fictional character who was created by writers. Writers who were telling a story. THEY are the ones who didn't consider how Aang would end the war. Second, within the story, Aang's age is never used as an excuse for why he did this. In fact, not only is an excuse not given, it's treated like a virtue on his end and not a lack of forethought on his part. He's rewarded for it.

Listen, I hate the Lionturtle/Rock of Destiny double deus ex machina, and I have made no secret of it. It was a cop out. It cheapened the finale. It made everything Aang was supposed to learn irrelevant, because no, he didn't have to make sacrifices and hard choices for his victory. He won because he was supposed to win (and how's that for shaping your own destiny?). Here's the thing, though. The Lionturtle, at least, could have worked. If Aang had to come up with the solution himself, go find the Lionturtle and ask for help (and maybe have to perform some challenge to earn it), then it would've been a satisfying ending while still not making Aang himself have to shed blood (nevermind that keeping his hands clean was a privilege most of the heroes in this story couldn't have).

I didn't necessarily want Aang to kill Ozai, and definitely didn't want him to kill Ozai just because it would look cool (although...). I would have been fine with a no-kill ending, if it had been set up right. I just think having Aang kill Ozai given the set up of the rest of the story would've been more satisfying than the cop-out ex machina double team. Or someone else could've faced Ozai, because he was never the main villain of the series. Azula was. And that fight was both satisfying and didn't end with her death, either (because it's a kids' show). It wouldn't even have to change. Aang was not the real hero of this story. Katara was the hero of the first half, and Zuko was the hero of the second. Aang was just the McGuffin. He could've sat this one out and been the one to make the "Real Hero" speech instead of Zuko. That would have been a good ending.

[dhwty-writes]

14. If you could see one of your fics adapted into a visual medium, such as comic or film, which fan fic would you pick?

Thanks for the ask!

I'm gonna go with the only long(-ish) fic I've actually finished, For You I'll Always Wait. I just feel like the entire dream world section could really benefit from a visual medium vs. just descriptions. Also, you could add a Good Omens S1-style voice over and have that be revealed as the voice of Nehaleni at the end.

Fanfic writer asks

[forever--rain]

Any artist, any album? Because, I can get pretty random...

Alexz Johnson

Badgey!

I’ve gotta admit, I have not listened to Alexz Johnson since high school when my best friend was obsessed with Instant Star. You’ll have to forgive my very basic choices.

I remember thee two of us driving in our cars and listening to

1. The Breakdown

2. Where Does It Hurt

From a cursory exploration of Alexz’s other stuff, I like

3. Heart Like That

4. Borderline

5. Living in Colour

Send me an artist or album and I’ll tell you my top five favorite songs!

[the-badger-mole]

I must! ATLA and Sailor Moon! Come THRUU!!!

OTP Prompts: Protectiveness

Scenarios

Stepping in front of the other to shield them from something/someone.

Telling anyone who comes near them while other is hurt to leave/take a few steps back.

Rubbing their back to make sure they know they're not alone.

Covering their mouth to muffle any cries/screams they make because they're trying to hide from something/someone.

Hugging them to shield their face from the sight.

Jumping in the way at the last minute / taking the blow for the other.

Pretending everything is fine so the other doesn't have to know what's going on.

Holding an arm out to prevent them from getting any closer to the danger.

Restraining someone for just long enough that the other can escape.

Taking the first bite out of a meal to make sure it's good enough to eat.

Dialogue

"You know you saved my life, right?"

"Hey, they're just our friends. Nobody is out to hurt either of us, I promise."

"Don't come any closer."

"While I appreciate that you did that for me, I don't appreciate the fact that you nearly died because of it."

"Can't have you injuring yourself, now can we?"

"Are you hurt?"

"You jumped in front of a bullet!" - "And I'd do it again."

"I don't need you to constantly be there to protect me, you know."

"Thank god you're okay!"

"Please never do that again."

[coco-loco-nut]

Revelations

pairing: Daniel x reader

summary: Daniel casually mentions his wife after 11 YEARS OF THEIR RELATIONSHIP. Danny Ric comeback. 2025 season, he is back on rbr

request are open pookie masterlist part 2

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Being an engineer for Red Bull was something else. You have been with them since you graduated college, and truthfully you never want to leave, the team is your family, having been with them for 11 years.

You met your husband through your job, both starting at the ripe old age of 23, and despite the potential HR violations, Christian Horner practically set the two of you up on a date after being oblivious about each other’s crushes. Thus began Red Bull’s best kept secret.

“Happy 10 years, Danny,” you kiss your husband, him watching you analyze data. Christian made him promise to never use you as a mole, and the two of you very quickly agreed. Even when he was on Renault and McLaren, work talk was kept quiet. Daniel had a great season last year and was brought back to Red Bull Racing, Christian promoted you to be his race engineer, knowing Daniel would listen to you.

“Happy 10 years, my love,” he hugs you tight. Your children are home in Australia with their grandparents for the weekend.

“Good morning, Ricciardos. Happy wedding anniversary,” Christian greets you, sitting for the pre-race meeting. Christian celebrates your wedding anniversary almost as much as you do, but he is a part of the family. He officiated your wedding at this track 10 years ago today, and he is the godfather of your eldest.

“Good morning, I printed out some data sheets so we can determine strategy. I noticed some unusual tyre degradation, while it could be from the unusually high track temperatures yesterday, it is something we should plan for today,” you start, passing out the papers. Daniel will never not be able to admire you. Sometimes he misses what people say because he stares at you, the exact reason Christian helped get you two together.

“Let’s grab some coffee then go on a track walk,” Daniel holds his hand out to you after the strategy meeting, you happily take it. After your lap around the track, you meet with the other engineers while Daniel warms up and does media. As you are watching the F2 race for valuable data, someone from PR comes over to you.

“Watch this clip,” she says and you oblige.

Daniel, you seem in better spirits than usual, care to share?

I don’t know mate, I am usually a pretty happy person.

Here I was thinking that maybe you finally had a girlfriend

Nah, I don’t think my wife would be happy about that… I wasn’t really supposed to say that. If you are watching, sorry! I’ll make it up to you, love.

Well, I hope there isn’t a couch in your future. Good luck today.

Thanks, but she’s put up with me for 11 years, I doubt there will be a couch in the future.

“Oh, he might have the couch tonight,” you laugh a little, honestly surprised it took 11 years for him to accidentally say something.

“Looking back at all the photos, he is wearing a wedding ring, how did we not see that?” You hear one of the Mercedes drivers say outside the garage.

“You saw the video?” Daniel asks as you playfully glare at him.

“I did. I have a winning strategy for you, so maybe you can move off the couch tonight. Lose and you stay there longer,” you tease. Being his race engineer helps so much because you can subtly say things and no one picks it up, and any interactions between you seem normal.

“Yes, Mrs. Ricciardo,” he smiles and goes to get changed for the race.

Last car in, good luck Daniel

I don’t need luck, I have you guiding my race

Ok, Daniel, whatever you say

The strategy works out well, and planning for the hotter heat was a smart move. Christian hasn’t told you not to race with Max, so you push Daniel for the overtake.

“Come on, honey badger,” you whisper. Daniel has had the better strategy and better pacing, all day so he easily overtakes and keeps the lead through the final five laps.

Okay Daniel, last lap, Verstappen behind, keep the pace.

Does this mean I’m off the couch?

Focus.

Sorry.

And that’s P1, P1 very good, Daniel. Red Bull 1-2. You are officially off of the couch.

LET’S GO! Thank you team! I couldn’t have done it without you guys. Thanks for the brilliant strategy, and for letting me off the couch. Best wife ever.

Mhmm. Happy 10 years. Parc Ferme is clear for you, pull in so the team can celebrate.

Let’s just say that F1 TV streaming your radio broke the internet, and the drivers when they all got out of their cars and into the garages. You followed the team to wear Daniel was parking and the team pushed you to the front. Daniel celebrated there with the team, taking his helmet off and kissing you. The team wolf whistles around you.

“Go to the podium, we will celebrate with you there,” you push him in the direction of where he needs to go. Unknowingly to Daniel, Red Bull chooses you to represent them for the Constructors Trophy.

“Mate, how did you keep that a secret?” Oscar asks Daniel in the debrief room.

“It wasn’t much of a secret. Everyone in Red Bull knows most of the relationship,” Max says and Daniel nods along.

“Honestly, I don’t know how people didn’t know,” Daniel laughs. The FIA tells them to start heading out to the Podium and Daniel searches the crowd for you when he steps out, but can’t find you. He’s shocked but extremely delighted when you step out and stand beside Oscar for the Constructors trophy. The mischievous glint in his eye is a loud warning that you will be sprayed with champagne. You happily stand through the national anthems, clap when Daniel is handed the trophy, and beam with joy as you are handed the second trophy. Soon enough you are presented with champagne and the go ahead to spray it is given.

“Max!” you squeal and hide behind him as you both spray Daniel.

“Quit hiding my wife!” Daniel laughs and in a split second, your cover is gone as Max moves to spray Oscar. You and Daniel both pour the champagne in each other’s mouth.

“Ew, that’s almost as bad as if you guys were to kiss,” Max laughs. Daniel gives you a devilish smile, pulling you close to him and capturing you lips with his.

“The kids are going to be so grossed out,” you laugh and Oscar looks almost horrified.

“THE KIDS?!”

[fandomnerd9602]

Could you please make a story where Illyana Rasputin meets Reader's (Male Reader) human parents and Y/N's little sister plays with her?

Family

Illyana Rasputin x Wolverine!Reader

This was a big step for you. An even bigger step for her. Illyana was nervous to say the least. She was meeting your family after all.

Illyana didn’t have the best experience with the word family and yet here you were inviting her and driving her to meet your family in the Canadian countryside.

“What is your parents like?” Illy asked, her thick Russian accent melting thru.

“Dad’s a little gruff. Mom’s the softer side one. And then there’s my little sister Laura.” You chuckled, “it can be a lot but…it’s home to me”

Illyana couldn’t believe how lucky she turned out to be. You were originally sent to the Hospital as a mole. Someone to find out the secrets, escape and report back to Xavier. But you and Illy met and fell head over heels in love. Sure it was bad in the hospital but now there was only good times ahead for you.

You pull your car to a stop outside of your family’s cabin home. A little five year old girl came running out as you and Illy exited the vehicle.

“(Y/N)!!!” The little girl you call your sister shouted happily

“Laura!” You scooped up the little gal in your arms and hugged her tight. Illy couldn’t help but smile, so much love in so little time.

“This is my girlfriend, Illyana. You can call her Illy” you whispered to your sister.

“Illy. Hi” the young girl smiled “I’m Laura. Laura Howlett”

“It is nice to meet you-“ she couldn’t even finish it without the little girl hugging her tight.

Your mom and dad came out of the house. Your father was a gruff looking lumberjack of a man with mutton chops and a sturdy muscular frame. Your mom was a smaller frame with brunette hair and kind eyes to match.

Your mom quietly gestures for your dad to put out his cigar.

“Sorry” he mutters as he puts out his cigar.

“Mom. Dad. It’s great seeing you again.” You hug them both tight.

“Welcome home, sweetheart” your mom hugs you tight.

“Hey bub” your father chuckles as he gives you a hug too.

Illyana cautiously walks up to your parents, little Laura clinging to her hip.

“Mom, Dad,” you explain, “this is Illyana. She’s my girlfriend”

“Hello” illy offers a small shy smile.

Your mom gently shakes her hand and hugs her, “Kayla. Kayla Howlett. You’ve already met our little honey badger Laura”

The little girl giggles. Your father shakes her hand too.

“James Logan Howlett” your father smiles, “nice to meet you Illy”

Illyana couldn’t help but find herself easing a little bit. Your family was everything she had hoped for. You were all loving and supportive of each other.

She couldn’t help but chuckle when you and your father went out into the front yard to wrestle.

“Try not to hurt each other!” Your mom gently warned you both.

“Kayla, it’s fine” your father exclaimed as you and him stripped off your shirts. “(Y/N) is a chip off the old block”

You and your father ready yourselves. You give Illyana a little wink. She couldn’t help but blush.

You and your father pop out your silver, razor sharp claws. You give each other knowing and playful battle looks before charging at each other. The two Wolverines.

[joodeegemstone]

I like to imagine Ember Island as the Avatar universe's version of Las Vegas. It's where you gamble. It's where you have wild parties and get regrettable tattoos. It's where you drunkenly marry someone without a rational thought.

So, at some point, the gaang decides to spend a week there. They're all having fun. Drinking excessively, generally fucking around, having the fun they couldn't allow themselves before.

One night, Sokka makes a joke. Like, a little different from his usual ones. "What if I married Zuko?"

Everyone laughs. "Do it already!"

Sokka laughs. Zuko rolls his eyes. Everyone else keeps cracking jokes.

Sokka is committed to the bit, and Zuko, who has been "secretly" in love with him for years, wants to see how far this will actually go.

They all walk down to some cheap, seedy temple a few blocks from the beach. Sokka and Zuko drunkenly scribble their way through the paperwork. The officiant marries them, no questions asked.

Everyone wakes up the next morning with foggy memories of the night before, thinking it was some silly dream. Once they get to talking, they realize that they all saw the same thing.

Reality hits Sokka like a badger mole through a stone wall. He just married the fucking Fire Lord of all people.

[the-badger-mole]

Well, now that I put it in my head, I really do think it's time for another prompt ask game. Send me prompts for ATLA, Sailor Moon, and for the first time ever TFotA!

Caring for Someone Sick and Reluctant Prompts

“You don’t owe me. I’m doing this because I care.”

“I know you think you can care for yourself, but I’m helping you anyways, so deal with it.”

“Stop grumbling and just tell me where your medicine cabinet is.”

“What kind of soup do you want me to get from the store? And don’t say ‘none’.”

“And I thought you were whiney when you weren’t sick!”

“Please just let me make you tea.”

“I don’t care if I get sick, just let me cuddle with you. It might make you feel better!”

“I told my friends I was busy taking care of my sick significant other today, so I will be doing just that!”

“I am not babying you, I’m showing you I care!”

“Oh stop your complaining and just get in the bath.”

“I thought I told you to stay in bed while I get you medicine!”

“Why are you so insistent on not listening to my orders?”

“You’re sick, so you have to listen to me today.”

“I know it’s hard for you to be the one getting bossed around today, but you have to deal with it.”

“If the reason you’re being difficult is because you feel bad then don’t - I’ll make you take care of me when I inevitably get sick from taking care of you.”

“You’re being extra difficult today.”

“Aren’t you like…tired? Stop putting up a fight!”

“You’ll either take this medicine or I’ll lock you in your room until you’re better.”

[teaboot]

Hi! I've been wondering what your fursona would be, if you had to have one? I've been wanting to ask for a while but was scared to because some people are really averse to that stuff/take it as automatically NSFW (and if this ask bothers you feel free to delete it).

Fortunately I had Furry friends in highschool and have learned better

I did a public poll for my fursona some time last year and was assigned Ferret! I’ve tried to draw a Ferret fursona to accommodate but my heart isn’t really in it unfortunately, just not my bag I guess.

I DID make a self-insert Sonic OC named Boots the Hyrax with the initial intent to fuck with my brother’s head, but after falling into the fandom looking for art references it seems super fun and chill! Good people and good fic. Would Boots count as a fursona?

I guess if I were to go wholeass into the Furry culture and make a fur suit and everything I’d choose…. Maybe an American badger? Oooh, or a mole!

That said if I were to choose I think I’d leave the “anthro” part out and just BE a mole. Digging around in the dirt and stuff, all soft n fuzzy n shit

Honestly Idk, but it’s fun to think about

[fanonical]

katara: that is the LAST time i ask toph to babysit! aang: what happened? katara: she left tenzin alone with the badger moles

[loz-the-noob]

The gang’s all here!

[yamayuandadu]

I don't think I've ever seen you comment on misemono before - any thoughts on them? I finished The Carnival of Edo: Misemono Spectacles From Contemporary Accounts to gain some context after seeing them mentioned in the Lafcadio Hearn account of the Kudan, so they've been on my mind. I like the mock-duelists that shill resurrection elixir to their crowd and the guy who painted a Buddha statue onto the telescope.

I completely missed this question, I’m sorry - it must’ve spent like half a year in the depths of my ask box. Apologies! Anyway, It’s kind of funny how rarely they seem to come up in historical fiction about the Edo period despite being one of the most widespread forms of entertainment in it, isn’t it? I think my favorite category of misemono displays are the tennen kibutsu ones, ie. unusual animals (see Daniel J. Wyatt, Creatures of Myth and Modernity: Meiji-Era Representations of Shōjō (Orangutans) as Exotic Animals, p. 73 for an overview of classification). Special shoutouts to the anti-smallpox cassowary (Creatures…, p. 74) and to the “thousand-year-old-mole” (千年土龍) which was reportedly actually a badger hyped up as a long-lived “king of moles” on the account of vague anatomical similarities (Creatures…, p. 73, footnote 2). It’s kind of funny that the often folklore-based, or entirely made up, advertising for misemono displays could lead to people being disappointed - a frustrated visitor to a show held in Tokyo in 1875 penned a strongly worded letter to Yomiuri Shimbun in which he describes his confusion after seeing an alleged shōjō (ie. an orangutan, though in this case apparently a monkey was displayed as a specimen of the earlier shōjō from the realm of literary fiction), as the animal “didn’t speak as it has been written that it should in the Book of Rites, and it didn’t drink sake as Noh songs say it does” (Creatures…, p. 79). As far as Markus’ article you’ve mentioned goes, the Buddha telescope is definitely my favorite; I must say “a prodigy was a prodigy, irrespective of its commercial exploitation” is a great quote too. A final interesting misemono-adjacent curiosity is that in the 1770s Momiji, the demonic antagonist of the well known legend about Taira no Koremochi, starred in an illustrated book (kibyōshi) entitled Oni no Shikogusa (an annotated English translation, The Demon Girls Comes to Edo,  courtesy of Adam Kabat, has been recently published in the collection The River Imp and the Stinky Jewel and Other Tales. Monster Comics from Edo Japan; p. 309-370) in which after many trials and tribulations (including becoming an agent of king Enma) she ends up as a misemono attraction herself. This was apparently a nod to a veritable “superstar” of a contemporary show simply remembered as “the oni girl” (oni musume); many other misemono sensations, like a depiction of the Amida Triad made out of dried fish, are referenced too. As a way to gain insight into the Edo period mentality, both when it comes to misemono and to the often playful and irreverent attitude to earlier literature, it’s a great read all around, I might cover it in more detail some day.