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beikerfaker · 4 months ago
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vocalists going band for band
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jeetlebeetle · 9 months ago
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Vox is lucky Valentino leaves all those spare costumes lying around
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myrosrava · 6 months ago
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Beika sees what's under the ocean for the first time
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cattotasticsmirk · 1 year ago
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Bass yaoi beikkan
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deathernoia · 1 year ago
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beika and kikura !! tbh i want to draw the c side guys in general more often
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its-squidding-time · 2 years ago
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Happy pride
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the-somwthing · 2 months ago
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ppl will go on about Scott’s horrible treatment of Jimmy or even Pearl but I’m out here ranting and raving about his horrible treatment of Joel and nobody cares because I also say they’re gay 😔
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csideyaoi · 7 months ago
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PEOPLE WHO REALLY KNOW C.SIDE WOULD KNOW THEY SAY FAGGOT. RECLAIMABLE OR NOT.
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thealogie · 8 months ago
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most of the time i think neil gaiman is intractable in not being normal about a/c (derogatory) but then he posts like a girl mutual doing a yin-yang red string of fate web weaving and i remember he is fighting the war on a/c on the side of a/c now. he vexes and fascinates me. he's like what if a tumblrina is a big author with multiple media deals who got beamed with distilled old man yaoi manifestation online by mean gays and irl by two guys in their 50s parading their insane connection in front of him for days on end it got him engaging in light rpf.
He’s like if a girl mutual and an evil old straight man had to live inside one body. Incidentally that’s a great premise for a Neil Gaiman novel
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somepsychopomp · 1 year ago
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Winter's Night
AKA frosty old man yaoi
I've been thinking a LOT about the newest Fionna and Cake episodes... i'm not sorry
AU where the Candy Queen never shows up and the F&C gang hang out in the winter kingdom for a while longer.
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He didn't know why, but Simon approached his double as he played away on the piano. Then again, in the Winter King's world, wasn't he the double?
"Yes?" the King asked, not even turning around. Simon paused, his bare feet seemingly stuck upon the frozen floor.
"I..." Simon came to the terrible realization that he didn't know what to say. Or why he'd even come here, following the other Simon's music, "I couldn't sleep."
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It'd been a day since they arrived in the Winter King's world. Or two now, given that it was the very early hours of a new day. The sky outside the vast halls of the castle were dark and misty, the moon tucked away in a blanket of pale clouds.
Simon let his fingertips glide over the chilly windows, the pads of his fingers catching on not even the slightest bump or rough patch of ice. Everything in the castle, everything in the entire kingdom, was so perfect.
And this left him restless. More so than the strange scarab man that'd been following them, who was still thankfully trapped in a chunk of ice. If the Winter King's estimates were correct, the duplicate crown would be completed within just seven days of the process beginning. And then Simon would be pulled back into a dizzying, eternal labyrinth of madness.
Not eternal, he reminded himself. He promised to show you how to tame it.
To tame the crown. Simon had tried so many times to do just that only to fail in his own world. Even with the proof right before his eyes, he didn't know how in God's name he was ever going to become like the other Simon.
Which was why he was here, being chased through the silent halls by his thoughts. Somewhere in the haze of memories that belonged to the Ice King, Simon remembered being restless. With all that magic, the Ice King was far more energetic than he ever was. And maybe it'd rubbed off on him.
As he turned a corner, Simon paused at what he thought was the sound of wind. Or maybe not wind, but a whistle? No, wrong again.
it was the high notes of a piano coming from far away.
Finding himself no longer entrenched in his thoughts, Simon made his way toward the sound, unsurprised to find his doppelgänger tapping away at a cerulean piano.
The Winter King was out of the suit he wore during the day, instead dressed in loose robes in brilliant hues of pale white and sapphire. Seems like Simon wasn’t the only one who couldn’t sleep.
He lingered in the entryway to the throne room. The other had his back to Simon, playing a soft but cheerful tune. He didn't yet know he had an audience and was instead playing a concert for himself. Exhaling, Simon closed his eyes and searched for anything familiar in the Winter King's music: a scrap from one of the songs he and Marceline used to make up when she was little, the melody to the Cheers opening, those old Broadway tunes Betty used to hum while she read.
Nothing. He opened his eyes.
He didn't know why, but Simon approached his double as he played away on the piano. Then again, in the Winter King's world, wasn't he the double?
"Yes?" the King asked, not even turning around. Simon paused, his bare feet seemingly stuck upon the frozen floor. 
"I..." Simon came to the terrible realization that he didn't know what to say. Or why he'd even come here, following the other Simon's music, "I couldn't sleep."
Before he could apologize and leave, WK, as Fionna had taken to calling him, turned and smiled over his shoulder. He sat to one side of the piano bench, a clear invitation. Feeling as if he couldn't excuse himself at this point, Simon took the offer and sat beside him.
"Oh, dear," the Winter King said, looking down, "Your poor feet!"
"Huh?" Simon followed his gaze. Yes, his feet were looking a bit discolored. They'd taken on an ashen hue and as he flexed his toes, Simon was a bit surprised to find them quite numb.
"What happened to your complimentary slippers?" Winter King asked. He clapped his hands and those two girls, the Ice Scouts, came out of nowhere with a fresh set of plush, white slippers. Simon could hardly utter thanks before they jet off to leave them alone.
Nevertheless, he slipped them on. He, along with the others, had been given very large guest rooms in the castle well stocked with warm, winter clothes. But when Simon climbed out of bed, sick with his thoughts, he'd taken a white robe and nothing more.
He fought the urge to laugh at himself. "Truth be told, I sometimes forget that the cold can hurt me."
He spoke as if this were still a recent development. But the last ten or so years as Simon were nothing compared to the thousand spent as Ice King.
A hand fell upon his shoulder. The other Simon at least didn't stare at him with pity. Just that sort of self-assured confidence that was, admittedly, entirely earned. 
“Well, not to fret! Soon you won’t have to worry a thing about the cold.”
The Winter King laughed at his own words, his hand becoming a firm, reassuring touch on Simon’s shoulder. 
Kingly, his mind supplied, Yes, that was the only way to describe this exact blend of pride and poise. Simon suppressed the sudden shiver that tickled his spine. 
“Tell me, do you play?” Winter King asked, gesturing to the piano. 
“Oh, I… do.” Simon said. He’d let his musical interests fall to the wayside in recent years, but yes. 
Winter King sat up straighter as he clapped his hands. “Then how about a duet?” 
And who was Simon to deny his kindly host?
He rolled his shoulders and began a slow song. The keys were a little lighter than he’d expected, the sound a bit shaper, making his first few notes louder than he would have liked. But neither said anything as his playing even out.
And soon a second set of hands joined him on the keys.
“It’s been a while since I’ve had a partner,” Winter King said, taking Simon’s hesitant song and breathing some more life into it. His fingers danced across the piano with far more confidence, taking what Simon started and making it much more his own. 
It was a beautiful song though, as was everything the Winter King touched. And it far out paced Simon’s rusty skills. He paused once he felt that he could no longer keep up. 
“You play very well,” he said, smiling politely. Hands hovering over the keys. 
Winter King beamed. “And you simply flatter me.”
He tapped Simon on the nose, making him blink in surprise. The Winter King edged closer, shrinking the space between them until their knees bumped and their thighs touched. Simon moved on instinct to give them both more space but found himself already at the edge of the bench. 
Winter King studied him with that ever-cheerful expression. “You seem tense, my Simon.”
“Ah, well…” he adjusted his glasses. “A lot on my mind, I suppose.”
Without missing a beat, “And if I could help with that as well?”
Simon blinked and without warning, found them so very close together. The Winter King was leaning over him, making use of his superior height to bear upon him with an eager smile. But it was just so sudden, so much that it left him reeling. 
“I’m terribly sorry,” Simon said, standing, “But you’ve already done so much for me, for us, that–”
A hand reached out and grabbed his wrist. Simon did finally shiver, a little jolt going up his arm. 
Winter King rose, still holding Simon’s wrist. At his full height, he was the picture of grace, yet the hairs on the back of Simon’s neck stood on end. Winter King took Simon’s wrist in both hands, raising it, and…
And pressed a kiss to the back of his hand. 
His breath caught in his throat. Even the Winter King’s lips were as cold as ice. 
A stray memory resurfaced in his mind, of something Cake said when they first arrived. 
“Kiss each other!”
Which he would’ve brushed off as nonsense if it weren’t for what the Winter King said in response. 
“Don’t think it hasn’t occurred to me.”
But the inhabitants of Ooo, of most variants of Ooo, were all just a bit silly and strange, weren't they? Simon thought that surely the Winter King meant nothing by it.
Until now. 
“It’s been quite a long while…” Winter King began, “Since I’ve had a partner.”
He met Simon’s gaze with unflinching sincerity.
Meanwhile, Simon’s brain was being tossed back and forth between denial and shock. And perhaps a third emotion which he couldn’t yet describe. 
He cleared his throat and tried to find his voice. Simon said, “N-now look at who’s flattering who.”
But his meek attempt at humor fell flat. Winter King acted as if he hadn’t even heard it, still holding Simon’s hand. He even wrapped an arm around Simon’s waist, palm pressed against the small of his back. Despite his night clothes and the robe, he still faintly felt that icy touch. 
The Winter King said, “My Simon, tell me. How long have you felt so lonely?”
And he shuddered at that. It wasn’t as if he’d disclosed his own sour past to the Winter King. At least, not in full detail. He hadn’t brought up his sad life as a living relic on display, or the use of magic creatures as batteries for his spells. 
Or just how empty the world felt. How empty he felt. 
“How did you-”
“I can see it plainly,” Winter King said, “I can see it on your face. I see it because I once felt it myself, before I built this wonderful world of mine.”
Again, the space between them was slowly closing. Simon’s body was still ringed by the arm keeping him in place. 
Winter King asked softly, “Who better to be at your side than I? And you at mine? Why don’t I assuage that ache you feel?”
And Simon could have said a million things in response. 
You don’t want me, I’m just an old man. 
I don't feel the same way. 
But Betty–
I can’t. 
Don’t. 
No. 
Please…
Simon said not a word as another frigid hand took his chin and tilted his head back. He merely shut his eyes and let the breath be stolen from his lungs. The Winter King smelled of pine and frost.
He tried not to shiver. And he also tried not to think of Betty. 
That was rather easy. Betty had been human and warm. 
And everything about the Winter King was cold. Cold, but clean and polished and beautiful. Not only that, but willing and wanting. 
When the Winter King pulled away, lips parted and eyes partly lidded, he hummed in delight and seemed not the least bit interested in stopping. His cheerful demeanor was gone now, his hold on Simon’s waist growing tighter. 
And Simon finally identified that third emotion he felt, a kind of fearful longing. In his world, he had grown to hate snow and ice, even rejecting it in his drinks. But he couldn’t deny how familiar it was. 
And try as he might, he couldn’t run from how a part of him still ached for it. 
So he relented, leaning into Winter King’s touch with silent acceptance. 
He said nothing and put up no resistance as the Winter King pressed him against the piano, a wave of discordant notes filling the throne room as he leaned his body into Simon’s and held him and felt him and took from him. 
The cold, once again, was such a great and terrible thing.
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beikerfaker · 5 months ago
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the c-side boys
some Headcanons i have:
>Uotora meets beika first;kikura joins after they realise they are needing a Guitarist [uotoras idea]
>Kikura and beika have a Sibling dynamic where they are aggressive with One another but Friendly way
>you mess with One of them you mess With all of them [insult to one Is an insult to the Group, yes they Dramatic]
>they All three dislike the Other bands because too Light or 'not cool as them' [they make fun of them]
>Very spiteful. all three.Spite.
>not seen As very Good people in inkopolis because they are aggressive. even when they are being good[inkopolis are judgey; its culture shock]
>Kikura left originally because a Dispute with Beika ;stayed in touch with Uotora
>uotora always stayed By beikas side and they Both hype eachother up[even when their band wasn't successful]
>Uotoras the only one with a License, but they all still drive the van regardless
>they All use forms of Slang more compared to other Splatbands/are More aggressive to another
>it makes them look Immature at professional meetings At times. People stare [they Dont care]
>all Three originate from the Projects/The block housing
>took 5-6 Years before they made it Big. started as Small shit gigs In pubs or Restraunt
>they all Live together now They have the money for it
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onepiece-polls · 1 month ago
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One Piece Crack Ship War - Round 3 side C
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Propaganda under the cut.
Gassmoke:
Two gay evil scientists. Need I say more? They definitely fell in love during their MADS days. Look at this picture and tell me it doesn't like like a wedding.
No two assholes have deserved each other more.
They got married 💜💛
Bone Mommy: Sleezy old bag of bones and his gigantic milf gf. They are so obsessed with eachother but are on different sides... like rickety old Romeo and giant Juliet. Their interactions on whole cake are just them fighting and flirting the whole time.
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mammalsofaction · 6 months ago
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Missing You
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Rating: T
Relationships: Heinz Doofenshmirtz/Perry the Platypus, Balthazar Cavendish/Vinnie Dakota
Add tags: Takes place between Escape and Milo in Space, Perryshmirtz centric, human Perry the Platypus, post break up arc, post confessional and apology, making up and making out in an open plan room with pre teens in them, everything is good and going right and will go absolutely horrendously wrong in a couple of moments, if you ignore the fact that they're all looking for a pre-teen abducted by aliens you can pretend this is fluff, OLD MAN YAOI!!!!!!!!!!, simp Perry, I was only meant to hurt you in the right way 🥺
"How did you know we were here, anyway?"
Perry had not exactly been hiding, but he feels found anyway, his smile involuntary as a kid who finds himself caught in game of tag in a school playground. Heinz approaches him carefully, arms tucked behind his back like he's keeping himself in check, so Perry stills himself, remembering that it isn't quite his place to reach out now, not anymore.
Carl, he signs--the C sign blending into the leader sign, pinching the tips of his left hand with the curl of his right. Heinz let out a little Ah, noise, and his eyes downcast. Like he's disappointed.
There is silence between them, as it rarely ever is, and rarer still the awkwardness in the air as they think of all the words they should be saying, that should be said, and how to say them. Perry consoles himself with the fact that Heinz had at least yet to leave, but he leaves a gap between them like a gulf Perry isn't sure how to bridge.
It isn't often that Heinz Doofenshmirtz is ever lost for words, so Perry--as he always does--meets him in the middle.
Did you get my card? He asked, because he needed to know. Because he'd worried about it endlessly since he'd sent it, because it had kept him awake at night, thinking if it was too much, or too little.
But Heinz smiles by the mention of it, baby blue eyes sparkling under the alien fluroscence, and all at once it was worth it.
"That you sent through Vanessa?" Heinz chuckles, confirming. "Foul of you, Perry the Platypus, using my daughter to send our messages back and forth like some sort of owl postman. She's got better things to do with her time, you know."
He did know. Vanessa had consented anyway, had in fact been loudly enthusiastic with the idea once she found out about their current disagreement, and had loudly scolded Perry for being a 'Dumbass idiot who shouldn't be keeping things to himself when they've all established the fact that communication was what kept this relationship from falling apart despite literally both of your entire careers.'
Having only sent the one card had been an act of restraint. On his worst nights, Perry had imagined breaking into the Murphy residence on the other side of town and crawling on his knees for forgiveness, but even after all this time, he was still too afraid of showing his belly even to the people he loved.
I did, you know, he tells him, because he couldn't let himself be vulnerable then, and the next best time was now. Miss you.
"Yeah," Heinz said. "I-uh. I missed you too. Probably Vinnie could tell. The kids, too."
Vinnie, huh? Perry teased, to hide the sudden heartache, and that all too familiar snarl of jealousy. Didn't realize you guys were on a first name basis.
Heinz gives him a look like he could tell, anyway. Perry pulls at his collar, blushing.
Sorry, he signs.
Heinz sighs. "It's whatever. We were just two lonely guys looking to distract ourselves from our missing other halves, I suppose."
Perry chooses to latch on to the latter half of that sentence. I'm your other half?
Heinz stares at him, his hands, then back into his eyes. "You're kidding, right?"
I didn't think, Perry's hands flutter, and fails him. I thought you'd, I thought I'd really,
But then it didn't matter what he couldn't say, because Heinz bridges the gulf himself, and Perry feels the kiss, before he'd even caught his move, and even after all this time their lips fit together like puzzle pieces, and Perry falls forward like a broken stone wall.
Missing you, he had written on the card, because it had been the most accurate plead he could think of. You were missing from me.
It's deep, but brief, on account of being met with a chorus of loud protests and jeers from their unwilling audience, and Zack Underwood yelling loudly, and pointedly, that this spaceship was open plan, people, come on. Perry pulls away first, chuckling and feeling lighter than he has for months, while Heinz rolled his eyes. He does not, at least, take his hand away now that it has settled into Perry's hip, and he feels so happy he could die. He buries his face into Heinz's shoulder as he scolds the children for interrupting an adult conversation, while Melissa Chase comments lightly that, technically, the bathroom was closed off.
"Bathroom for adult conversations, got it." Dakota quips, and Cavendish hits him over the head without even looking up from where he's handling the ship's hull control.
"I'm 14!" Underwood shrieks in an impressive high tone as Perry begins to laugh. Poor stranded boy in space aside, he thinks things are really starting to look up.
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ineffable-opinions · 1 year ago
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BL doujin & Men Who Make Some of Them
If BL is stories of androphilic men by androphilic women, then what’s the opposite of that? It would probably be stories of androphilic women by androphilic men.
The latter is what Minamoto Kazuki mainly dabbles in.
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Apart from straight & BL manga, he also authored Shoujo Manga Artist Minamoto-San Comes Out. Yeah, that’s the title. It is autobiographical if that wasn’t obvious. Arguably, his most famous manga, at least in BL fandom, is Wall Circle's Doujin Artist Nekoyashiki-Kun's Desire for Recognition Grows which got live-action adaptation: KabeKoji in 2022.
Androphilic male characters who create straight content is not rare in BL. In 2023, from what I can recall, we got two such characters: Sung Woo Jae from Individual Circumstances (2023) and Yoh from Taikan Yoho (2023). Jinta from Cherry Magic (2023) also writes (presumably straight) romance. Even before that, we got an entire BL live-action franchise (starting with The Novelist (2018)).
Doujin production and consumption
Doujinshi (doujin for short) is self-published works. It includes both derivative works (fan works) as well as original works. It is estimated that nearly half of the doujin produced and circulated are BL. These are traditionally sold at conventions like Comiket. These days doujin are sold online, for example through dedicated websites like DL site.
Doujinshi culture and Comiket especially has been instrumental in the development of BL as a genre. Unfortunately, unlike other BL pioneers such as Mari Mori (her 1961 novel A Lovers' Forest is considered the first BL) and the Year 24 Group, Meikyu doujin circle (Yoshihiro Yonezawa in particular) seldom find mention in history of BL.
BL doujin grew side by side with commercially published works. The original use of the portmanteau yaoi (no peak, no fall, no meaning) was an indication of plot what plot nature of those doujins that subverted the East Asian narrative structure to focuse exclusively on erotic relations. Doujin BL varied widely in themes and approaches, even more than commercial BL as doujin are not created to appeal to the masses, instead cater to super-specific fandoms. Also, it is easier to debut into doujin arena than to commercial BL. However, since these are literally ‘thin books’ in most cases, there is associated limitation. There is cost of printing to be taken into account as well.
As more explicit doujin (yaoi) and less explicit BL (shonen ai, etc.) coevolved in a porous environment, BL transformed into a successful genre in itself with numerous dedicated magazines and multimedia adaptations. Moreover, doujin was good ground for experimentation and yields in that arena made its way into mainstream BL and enriched it.
Commercial BL welcomed many doujinshika into its fold. e.g. Ayano Yamane (author of the Finder series) is associated with a bunch of doujin circles at different points in time: GUN MANIA, Shouhoku Taiiku Yougushitsu and Ouka Seisaku.
BL mangaka continued producing both doujin and commercial BL. e.g. Kizu Natsuki (author of Given) is a prolific doujinshika under the name Gusari in Sashikizu circle.
BL mangaka produced doujin of their own work. e.g. Ichikawa Kei (author of Blue Sky Complex) published erotic extras as doujin.
These days, there is pixiv among others and long serialization possibilities. Authors are less constrained by space – unlike physical publication, web publication is not constrained by real estate (number of pages, chapters, etc.). Thanks to the internet, the distance between doujin and commercial BL have shortened. 
A lot of gei comi (bara) is also self-published.
Doujin BL culture exists everywhere BL is famous with wide variation.
Doujin played an important role in emergence and growth of Korean BL. e.g. Totally Captivated by Yoo Ha Jin had doujin extras.
Chinese doujin culture is slightly different from that in other countries. Note-worthy is the self-publication of danmei (Chinese BL) novels. Three most recent cases against danmei authors [and their accomplices including those who helped the authors print, bind, package and sell those copies] were for self-publication.  
天一(Tian Yi) for her student X teacher SM erotica 攻占 (Seize Control)  - charged for self-publication and violation of law prohibiting publication of obscenity [explicit SM involving a 17-year-old student and his teacher in the novel]
深海先生 (Mr. Deep Sea) for her historical romance 锁帝翎 (aka 笼中帝 ; The Caged Emperor)  - charged for self-publication.
There is a third. But the details are not available in the public domain.
It used to be a common practice for authors to self-publish uncensored versions of their web-published works, sometimes with explicit extras. These were intended for fans who wanted to collect these copies and to express their appreciation to the authors. Both self-publishing and “obscene content” are illegal in China.
Doujin, BL and their creators
Kabe Koji is the journey of a doujinshika, Mamoru Nekoyashiki, who yearns to be recognized as such and also as a beloved. While in high school, he fell in love with his childhood friend Kazama Issei whom he is sure doesn’t like him like that, thanks to rampant compulsory heterosexuality. Being gay was something he felt he had to keep under wraps not only because of fear of rejection but also because of heterosexism. Talented in drawing, he visits Comic King, a popular otaku convention where he discovers a different world – where male androphilia is celebrated in art.
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This inspires him to cultivate his talent in drawing and to pursue a career in manga. Since the art he was most drawn in by was ero-manga with macho uke with bitch characteristics, that’s the style he pursues.
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When we meet him, this is the subgenre that we see him focusing on. His influences are pretty obvious.
Moreover, the main character (hence the target of affection in his work) looks a bit like his crush. Issei notices this and tries to draw himself like that (with disproportionately thin neck) in little notes and letters to his Mamocchi.
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[I honestly think Nakao Masaki was bit of a miscast for this role appearance-wise because in the manga Issei is more on the gacchiri (muscular) side of ikemen. Whoever thought Torii-san’s uke from Fudanshi Bartender no Tashinami (2022) would be right fit for Issei’s character. The actor clearly didn’t disappoint in any other aspect. This is like the case with casting decision in One Room Angel (2023) wherein a manga character with gachimuchi aesthetics was changed into a lean ikemen. An opportunity for a different body-type was wasted. No complains against those actors since they aren’t the ones responsible for casting.] This is an erroneous assessment. Thank you @tompetertrash for correcting me.
Nekoyashiki, while pursuing training and education in manga making, has already established himself as a fairly successful doujinshika known as Honeniku-sensei of Muscle Department Store. He belongs to the Wall Circle.
"Kabe circle" (wall circle) — a slang term for doujin groups or "circles" that are popular enough for their booths to be placed beside the wall of the convention, for ease of line management. (Source: ANN)
He is friends with Yamada, a fujoshi who is his support in creating, defending and selling doujin.
Such friendships are not too rare. For example, friendship between Yoh and Manju in Taikan Yoho (2023). And the IRL friendship between female danmei author Lan Lin and male manhuajia Liang Azha.
Yun SuAn's friend Choi is a BL manhwaga in My Damn Business (2024).
Nekoyashiki meets two other characters at Comic King: Framboise and Takkun.
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Framboise is the president of a doujin circle called Bearded Beauties. He is very popular. He is not only among the wall circles each time we see him, but also is showered with gifts by his fans. He acknowledges that he has been doujinshika for years. His art resembles him – body-type, facial hair, moe. He keeps inviting Nekoyashiki warmly to a gathering of muscle BL artists despite getting turned down. His interactions with Nekoyashiki are precious.
Takkun is Nekoyashiki’s fan. He is inspired by Nekoyashiki and worked hard to establish himself as a wall circle doujinshika.
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His rise from a consumer to producer of doujin and finally a wall circle doujinshika mirror's Nekoyashiki’s journey. Moreover, his rise is contrasted with Nekoyashiki’s fall.
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Also, one of two characters on his doujin cover looks a lot like him.
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Unlike Framboise and Takkun who draw what they like, Nekoyashiki draws to be recognized.
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Nekoyashiki draws a second season to his previous work Please Suck on my Enormous, Manly Tits. Despite Yamada’s best hopes, it is not popular at all and loses Nekoyashiki his position as a wall circle doujinshika. He bids goodbye to Suck My Manly Tits series and to ero-manga sub-genre in general.
In a desperate attempt to climb back into popularity, he tries classic BL pairing. We get to see him reading commercial BL as a part of his research. This is an obvious mistake. Yamada wants to intervene but hesitates and ultimately gives up.
When his next doujin, My Perfect Boss Became My Perfect Spouse, also flops, he loses his resolve to be a mangaka.
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Yamada asks Nekoyashiki to be more honest and expressive in his creation.
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In the end, Nekoyashiki creates a doujin inspired by his own relationship and aspirations – a work that, Framboise and Yamada notices, is to Nekoyashiki’s satisfaction.   
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It is common for at least some characters by male BL and gei comi mangakas (who have revealed themselves) to look at least a little bit like themselves. To see examples, check out the beginning of Massive: Gay Erotic Manga and the Men Who Make It where representative art and artists are placed side by side. Some even acknowledge this. e.g. Chinese BL manhuajia Liang Azha once commented on how his shou (uke) tend to look like him as he is today and his gong (seme) resemble his looks from his college days. Moreover, art tend to inspire clothing, haircuts, and other features which in turn inspire art. The influence Tom of Finland had on androphilic men of his days and they on him is discussed in his 2017 biopic. Similarly, mangakas are influenced by their senpais in the field and sometimes it is noticeable in their art too. e.g. Gengoroh Tagame’s historical works looks quite a bit like those of Go Mishima.
Other BL doujinshika in Live-action BL
Yoh from Taikan Yoho (2023) creates his first BL doujin, inspired by his ikemen boyfriend and their relationship, in collaboration with his mangaka friend Manju after his career as commercial mangaka of straight ero-manga takes a nose-dive.
BL Metamorphosis (2022) depicted the process of BL doujin creation in detail as the main character, Sayama Urara, embarks on that journey. Her friends offer her support, especially Ichinoi Yuki who funds the printing and binding. Sayama Urara doesn’t debut as doujinshika as she doesn’t set up her booth at the convention. However, one of the copies lands in the hand of one of her favorite authors Komeda Yu whose commercial BL work Kimi no Koto dake Miteitai was what brought Sayama Urara and Ichinoi Yuki together.
Komeda Yu on the other hand is a doujinshika turned commercial BL mangaka. She visits the convention in hopes of overcoming writer’s block and to rediscover her passion for drawing. She is motivated by the doujin that Sayama Urara created and emerges out of slump to continue with her series. 
Fudanshi Bartender no Tashinami (2022) revolves around Soichiro Hibiki, a fudanshi bartender moonlighting as a BL doujinshika, who draws inspiration from his customers and fellow bar staff to fuel his passion.
Minamoto Kazuki
While narrative drives home the point that the various pieces of art we see are works of respective doujinshika characters through haircuts and body types, the fact remains that most of those are actual doujin by Minamoto Kazuki aka MELU. He belongs to the circle: GOOD BYE LIFE.
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In case anyone want to read them, here are the links:
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Kumabayashi at Work Has Not Underwear Line
One Million Miles: The Complete Collection
Competition Swimming Brief in Suit Man
A Midsummer Night's Beach Story: SM Assault Works 2
Suck My Manly Tits manga: 俺の雄っぱいがでっかくなっちまうくらいちゅーちゅー吸ってくれ
俺の雄っぱいがでっかくなっちまうくらいちゅーちゅー吸ってくれ2
"Suck My Manly Tits" doujin is in its 3rd season: 俺の雄っぱいがでっかくなっちまうくらいちゅーちゅー吸ってくれ3
Autobiographical pieces that didn't figure prominently:
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30年以上マンガをほとんど読んだことなかった彼氏がBL沼にハマった話 (A story about how my boyfriend, who has barely read manga for over 30 years, got addicted to BL swamp.)
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J庭でちいさな夢を叶えたゲイカップルの話 : Story of a gay mangaka and his boyfriend who participated in J.GARDEN, and their little dream that came true.
The cover of this doujin got live-action adaptation in one scene that one would miss if not looking closely:
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Other interesting works by Minamoto Kazuki
Autobiographical: Shōjo Mangaka no Minamoto-san ga Kaminguauto Shimasu.
2. Those with English translation:
The Midnight Association for The Broken Hearted
The salaryman who has a fetish for suit gets horny.
The Gay Who Turned Kaiju
3. Essay-manga about doujin-making
夜寝てる間にBL原稿のお手伝いをしてくれる妖精さんがいた話
BL同人原稿(アナログ18禁!!)を東京から大阪の印刷所まで届けてくれた彼氏の話
4. About Kabe Koji (2022) live-action:
自分が原作の実写ドラマの大ファンになってしまったので原作者自らヲタ活をしています。
自分が原作の実写BLドラマをリアタイしたくて大阪へ行ってきました。
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This is dedicated to @bengiyo and @liyazaki for gifs featuring Framboise. Thank you very much. While I was trying my hand at a review for One Room Angel (2023) and wanted to express my disappointment at the lean ikemen casting for Kouki’s role, I got an opportunity to use those gifs. I really wish someone would create some gifs for SHIMBASHI TUGBOAT content too.
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(Especially this scene.)
For someone who is as much a fan of “tribes” as BenZi, I would not mind playing the 9Monster live-action BL bingo version.
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le-agent-egg · 20 days ago
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About the fanon Ishimondo thing you were talking about, I feel obligated to talk about it because I also HATE IT SO MUCH
I feel like there's a lot to unfold here about how problematic and mischaractezing fanon Ishimondo is, like Taka being kinda autistic coded and people infatilizing him to no end acting like he doesn't know about anything and how he is such an "innocent beam" sounds kinda ableist to me? That's the same guy that joked around Makoto about a dead corpse in his bathroom, told him AND Mondo to get naked, and also canonically called Monokuma a son of a bitch??? He is NOT innocent 😭 he probably only keeps that stuff to himself. Plus I also feel like Taka being treated as so feminine is so.... trying to make them fit into heteronormative roles, dammit Mondo and Taka are both MEN!! Just because Taka is like. centimeters (I don't know about inches and I refuse to learn it) smaller than Mondo people make him super feminine????? HELLO????
And about Mondo..... You're so real for saying that it takes away from Mondo's character, Mondo is like that character that you look and immediately assume things about him because he looks like the typical bravo man character, but only looking at him that way is wrong, because he is NOT like that, Mondo struggles so much with his self esteem, he is an anxious insecure mess and he hides that side from others using his anger and what he thinks would make him manlier. Looking at Mondo as just the strong man character is like failing to look at what he truly is, AND THAT'S WHY FANON ISHIMONDO GETS HIM SO WRONG!!! BECAUSE PEOPLE FAIL TO LOOK AT WHAT'S HIDDEN BEHIND HIS MANLY PERSONA. No one can look at me and say that the same man who got rejected 10 times because he shouts when he gets nervous is a fucking playboy who dates different people every single day. MONDO IS A LOSER, he definitely doesn't get bitches, that's a pathetic loser bottom and no one can convince me otherwise
In this household we hate fanon Ishimondo, we should actually gather everyone who thinks the same way and make our own content because I am TIRED
MOOT!! YOU ARE SO REAL FOR EVERYTHING YOU SAID
i can’t believe i didn’t touch on how it’s lowkey ableist to make taka (one of like 7 or 8 autistic coded characters in this god forsaken dogshit franchise) just an “uwu soft submissive baby 🥺” like HOLY FUCK this guy literally says to makoto “omg i’m so sorry your girlfriend died anyway RIP OFF YOUR CLOTHES AND SHOW ME YOUR C*CK SO WE CAN BOND LIKE MEN 💪💪💪” saying taka is just an innocent bean who doesn’t know anything about sex and needs his big strong boyfriend to teach him everything is just?? wRONG?? listen if taka is a model student and gets top grades in every subject that INCLUDES sex ed (please laugh i’m hilarious)
and mondo… his WHOLE STORY IS ABOUT HIM KEEPING UP A FALSE PERSONA OF BEING MACHO AND STRONG TO MASK HIS INSECURITIES BECAUSE OF HIS TRAUMA!!!!! mondo what did they DO TO YOU 😭😭 he is literally one of the most sopping wet cat pathetic characters in not just thh but the whole fucking franchise. an. and you’re making him the stupid playboy. not to rant about leon but it’s a similar problem with him where in a sense, if you make them just dumb playboys who just want to fuck bitches or whatever you’re. erasing their trauma. mondo’s self esteem is so awful, how are you gonna actually fucking say “well since he puts up a mask of being confident, he must actually be confident!” media literacy isn’t even dead you’ve cremated it doused it in gasoline and lit it on fire at this point. just making him yell occasionally because he’s nervous does not equal him being a genuine nervous wreck. like mondo buddy i get you and i think that’s why it makes me so so angry to see people literally make a brand new character so they can write their hot yaoi fanfic 😍🥰 i know this is a serious conversation with serious undertones about mischaracterization of two fan favourites but MONDO IS NOT A TOP!! HE IS A BOTTOM!! HE IS A PATHETIC LOSER BOTTOM WHO SHOULD BE GETTING FUCKED IN THE ASS!!!!!!!!!
and like i don’t wanna touch on what i put at the bottom of my huge rant but… cmon. i have such a huge problem with how taka is characterized especially as someone who’s. yeah. you can still write that but completely ignoring it just so you can write more hot yaoi sex is. come on. fuck off
moot you’re very correct i don’t trust anyone outside of like tumblr and a couple other people on other platforms with these two. fuck fanon ishimondo all my homies hate fanon ishimondo
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toxic-yaoi-tournament · 1 year ago
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And The Toxic Yaoi Tournament Begins!
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I put in any pairing that got more than one independent nomination, with the exception of two that were only submitted once that I pulled in to plug the gaps, and Garai/Michio, my pollrunner's choice.
All the matchups on the left side will have their polls posted tomorrow, while the matchups on the right will have their matchups posted the day after tomorrow. All matchups will last for one week. Seeding was done based on how many works the pairing was tagged in on Archive of our Own.
Left Side (September 19th-September 26th):
Hannigram (Hannibal) vs. Garai/Michio (Tezuka's MW)
Louistat (Interview With The Vampire) vs. Nandermo (What We Do In The Shadows)
Bingqiu (Scum Villain's Self-Saving System) vs. Rudolf/Der Tod (Elisabeth das Musical)
Krisnix (Ace Attorney) vs. Lawlight (Death Note)
Right Side: (September 20th-September 27th)
Narusasu (Naruto) vs. Yoshiki/"Hikaru" (The Summer Hikaru Died)
Suzululu (Code Geass) vs. Xuexiao (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Shuake (Persona 5) vs. A-ya/C-ta (Shuuen no Shiori Project)
Oh Sangwoo/Yoon Bum (Killing Stalking) vs. Vegaspete (Kinnporsche)
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