#coffee cowboy bebop

[slasherstation]

Do you know any mangas with good black representation ? Namely characters with black features because I feel it can be really tricky to implement them without seeming racist.

I think you can add black characters in manga without seeming racist!

Some manga with black rep would be

Hunter x Hunter (Canary)

JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure (Muhammad Avdol)

Michiko & Hatchin (Michiko is actually inspired by late black artist Aaliyah)

Cowboy Bebop (Coffee)

Bleach (Kaname Tōsen)

Soul Eater (Kiriku Rungu)

Naruto Shippuden (Karui Akimichi and Omoi)

Fire Force (Ogun Montgomery)

Afro Samurai (Afro Samurai)

Carole and Tuesday (Carole Stanley)

Honorable and very good mentions:

Attack on Titan (Onyankopon)

The Great Pretender (Dorothy)

Canon Busters (Created by a black man with black leads)

Witch Hat Atelier (Jujy)

Haikyuu!! (Aran Ojiro)

Sword Art Online (Agil)

Re-Main (Yutaka Babayaro Inomata)

And there are a few others too! I feel like anime and manga SHOULD add black characters without being racist or having weird and racist designs. I think anime and manga is moving in the right direction when it comes to black rep. And people should not be afraid to add characters like that. Many anime fans are black and love to see themselves!

Also a good account that posts black rep and dark skin rep would be @Blackanimechar on twitter (they haven’t posted since 2022) but it’s still good to look at

I believe the more diverse an anime is the better!

[whoishotteranimepolls]

"Who's Hotter?" Pride Month Event: Canon vs Fanon LGBTQ+ Characters

[lyricailove]

(via Black Women Anime Characters to Fall in Love With – Black Girl Nerds)

I wrote an article spotlighting a few Black women in anime. Check it out!

[electric-purple-taco-adventure]

Coffey. Cowboy BeBop Mushroom Samba.

[biggieandsweets]

A Cozy Night In

The couch was already warm and familiar as the glow of the TV bathed the room in soft colors. Your favorite blanket draped across both of you, legs tangled lazily, creating a cocoon of comfort. The opening theme of Cowboy Bebop played in the background, jazzy and inviting, while the coffee table bore the fruits of your evening’s labor: a feast of sweet and savory snacks you’d lovingly prepared.

“Okay,” you said, grinning as you held up a plate of brownies. “These just came out of the oven. They’re still gooey in the middle, so be careful or you’ll melt into the couch even more.”

Your partner, Biggie, gave you a look of mock exasperation, but it quickly melted into a soft smile. He grabbed a brownie with one hand, the other resting instinctively on his belly. You couldn’t help but watch the way his hand moved over its softness, absentminded but comforting.

“You spoil me, you know,” he said, biting into the brownie, his eyes widening slightly at the first taste.

“That’s the point,” you teased, grabbing a piece for yourself before leaning into his side. “Now shut up and let me spoil you more.”

You reached over to the bowl of popcorn you’d prepared—perfectly seasoned, with a touch of butter and a sprinkle of sea salt—and offered it to him. He took a handful, his fingers brushing yours, and you couldn’t resist sneaking your other hand beneath the blanket to rest on his belly. It rose and fell gently under your touch, warm and comforting.

“You’re gonna make me fall asleep before we even get through one episode,” he mumbled, the corner of his mouth lifting in a lazy grin.

“Then I guess I’ll just have to keep feeding you to keep you awake,” you shot back, eyes sparkling as you offered him another bite.

As the episode unfolded, you found yourself splitting your attention between the screen and him. The way his cheeks flushed slightly from the warmth of the room. The way his belly shifted as he adjusted to get more comfortable. The soft sound of his contented sighs every time you handed him something new to taste.

At one point, he leaned back fully, resting his head against the couch and closing his eyes for a moment. “You’re dangerous, you know that?”

“You love it,” you said, leaning up to press a kiss to his cheek.

“I really do,” he admitted, opening his eyes to meet yours, the warmth there melting you more than any brownie could.

The night stretched on, the snacks dwindled, and the anime’s credits rolled. But you stayed there, hand resting softly on his belly, both of you perfectly content, perfectly full, and perfectly in love.

[rapidlydecayingcorpse]

they’re playing cowboy bebop music as this coffee shop

[oddlittlestories]

Collecting House MD AUs that get them away from the hospital.

Thoughts so far, please add!

Stick ‘em in the universe of another piece of media

Star Trek

Warehouse 13

TMA

Dungeon Meshi

Leverage maybe? I can see them doing that

Basic ideas

Flower shop / coroner hilson (not my idea - a post is incoming at some point)

Timeloop

Medieval fantasy

Monster Hunter (think buffy / spn)

Coffee shop (it’s a classic)

Academic (university) librarians

Professors

Novelists / painters / artists

Fashion world??

Space western (think firefly / cowboy bebop / treasure planet)

[blackfemmecharacterdependency]

Black Female Anime & Manga Characters Masterlist

Alex Benedetto Gangsta | Alice Virtue's Last Reward | Allura Voltron Legendary Defender | Annette Castlevania Nocturne | Anthy Himemiya Revolutionary Girl Utena | April Darker Than Black | Atsuko Jackson Michiko to Hatchin

Canary Hunter x Huntr| Carole Stanley Carole & Tuesday | Claudia Grant Robotech | Coffee Cowboy Bebop |

Dorothy Great Pretender | Drolta Tzuentes Castlevania Nocturne

Felicia Darkstalkers | Franceska Mila Rose Bleach

Iris Pokemon

Janet Dragon Ball Superhero

Karako Koshio Deadman Wonderland | Karui Akimichi Naruto Narotu Noruto Narotu? (Note to Self, Check Name Later)

Lashiti Dimension W | Lenora Pokemon

Michiko Malandro Michiko to Hatchin | Miku ??? | Mira Nygus Soul Eater| Miyuki Ayukawa Basquash | Morrigan Darkstalkers

Nadia Nadia: The Secret of Blue Water | Nessa Pokemon |

Ogin Afro Samurai | Olivia Pokemon

Radiant Ocoho | Rhonda Vega Children of Ether | Ryme Pokemon

S.A.M. Cannon Busters | Shinobu Jacobs No More Heroes | Sister Krone The Promised Neverland | Sowande Sakaki Keep Your Hands Off Eizouken!

Yoruichi Shihōin Bleach

Anime Tag | Black Anime Characters | Anime Fanart | Anime Art | Anime Style These tags are a little unkempt. I will admit to having a blindspot with most anime.

Note: Sometimes, I am confused whether something is a video game or an anime, and sometimes they are both, but sometimes, I have them tagged as the wrong one. So, if there's a character on the blog that might be an anime character that I have tagged as a videogame character instead, I may or may not switch them over from the Video Game Character Masterlist, if someone lets me know who's misplaced.

[werewolf-girlfriend]

Get to Know Me Game

tagged by @renjimi :D

rules: answer + tag six people u want to know

fav color: ohhh how do i choose... i dont rly have a color i rank higher than others, i think they each can shine in the right context.! but i used to call green my favorite when i was younger :)

last song: bloody stream from jojo part 2! had my anime playlist on shuffle while we cleaned up from dinner and this was the last one we heard

currently reading: technically A wizard of earthsea since i WANNA GET IT READ THIS YEAR but ive been too distracted by the murderbot diaries books and recently howls moving castle..! im also reading thru junji itous mangaography rn

currently watching: rewatching jojo and cowboy bebop with my sweetie and i just picked up utena :3

currently craving: a cold pepsi max (like the ones in my fridge)

coffee or tea: tea ig! not that i drink it that often :D

@dandy-dog @thrashz @beatcroc

@conop-8888 @adhdwerewolfgf @smolsleepyfox

[guatemama-satanael]

Get to Know Me Game

Thanks for the tag Mel 0v0

rules: answer + tag six people u want to know

fav color: red and purple (two because yes)

last song: 🍜 MEN I LOVE by Project AWAAWA

currently reading: does Limbus Company count

currently watching: Cowboy bebop (need to finish watching it with my mijo)

currently craving: the ramen I just made and ate 🥲

coffee or tea: coffee all the way, especially with chocolate

Tagging: ONLY IF Y'ALL WANT TO @crowbobot @jestpurr @mewshuuartblog @capybonara @spookemsdukems

[boyprinzessin]

tagged by @rizavii for a tag game! ty for the tag :^D

Favorite Color: pink to look at, red and black to wear!

Last song I listened to: Bales of Cocaine by The Reverend Horton Heat (yeah there's no explanation for this one. it's a good song!)

Last film I watched: Blade Runner (1982) with a few of my friends! It's encouraging my sci-fi brainrot

Currently reading: nothing in particular right now! doing lots of oc writing tho :^]

Currently craving: fruit punch flavored izze. I used to buy it from my high school cafeteria

Currently watching: Cowboy Bebop (currently on episode 9!)

Coffee or Tea: I like chai :^] iced chai is pretty good but I've also gotten a loose leaf chocolate chai that I like to drink hot

tagging: @spacecowboy-01 @spaceace00 @zenithpng and anyone else who wants to join ^_^

[whoishotteranimepolls]

"Who's Hotter?" Melanated Anime Beauties

Male version of poll

[animenostalgia]

The Anime Nostalgia Podcast - Ep 127: ReView: Crusher Joe The Movie

This episode is sponsored in part by Tokyo Treat! To get $5 your first box of delicious snacks & treats delivered from Japan straight to your door, AND to help support my little podcast, use code "NOSTALGIA" at my link here!

Happy New Year, everyone! This month’s episode is another short ReView! What is a “ReView” episode, you might ask? Well, it’s my highly-clever (ok not really) name for episodes where I go back and revisit an older title I haven’t seen in a long time, and see if what I remember (and what my opinions on it) are still the same now that some time’s gone by. This month, while I dream of the upcoming Dirty Pair bluray set, let's revisit some other space adventuring troublemakers from the same universe! That's right, it's 1983's Crusher Joe: The Movie! But will this movie crush it, or will it crush my heart? Ok, ok...lets drop the puns and check it out in this month's rewatch.

Stream the episode above or [Direct Download] Subscribe on apple podcasts | Google Podcasts | Spotify

Relevant links:

Buy Crusher Joe The Movie at Crunchyroll Store or Amazon

Uncovering the Guest Designers of Crusher Joe

Other anime mentioned in this episode: Dirty Pair, Space Adventure Cobra, Outlaw Star, Cowboy Bebop, Venus Wars

My theme song music was done by Kerobit! You can find more about them on their website!

Support the work I do on this podcast by leaving me a tip on Ko-fi! Want to have your name read in the special thanks segment on the next episode? All you need to do is buy me 2 or more “coffees” on Ko-fi!

As always, feel free to leave me your thoughts on this episode or ideas for future episodes here—or email me directly at AnimeNostalgiaPodcast@gmail.com.

Thanks for listening!

[twothirdsgenius]

tagged by @blackcvrds !!!

last song: little dark age by MGMT

favourite colour: blue!

currently watching: i'm rewatching jjk again with a friend (fork found in kitchen) but i'm also rewatching cowboy bebop!

last movie: sonic 3 (peak)

sweet/spicy/savoury: if i had to pick one? sweet babeyyy

tattoos/piercings: i have my ears pierced and no tattoos Yet but i have a bunch planned for when i'm able to move out! one of them Will be a destiny tattoo, probably the warlock symbol and i'm also eyeing the key art from the unveiling lore book!

relationship status: accepting applicants now

current obsession: look listen. it's jujutsu kaisen. it was never going to be any other answer. BUT on the other side of the same coin (adhd) i have really gotten deep into reading about children's suffrage movements and how it relates to marxism! basically about how children are an oppressed class through a marxist lens. it's so fucking interesting and i think i want to pursue that further in graduate school

tea or coffee: coffee but Only iced coffee. hot choccy is the superior hot drink

what youre wearing: my philadelphia flyers pjs god bless

dream job: i do not dream of labor but i would love to teach at a collegiate level someday! publish my own work or smth. i do enjoy the job i have right now tho!

last thing you googled: ms paint reaction memes because joyce sent me on a very important quest

tagging @deadandphilgames and @c4rr10n and anyone else who wants to do it!

[eldritchxembers]

Walking through the picturesque streets of Cardinal Hill, you find Calamity ‘Cal’ Bardot, the 35 year old veterinarian/animal rehabilitationist originally from Portland, Oregon. Living alongside them in such a small town, you know that they're engaging and non-committal, but what you might not know is that they are a witch, and that they’re hiding something… ― Sophia Bush, bisexual, woman, and she/her.

Name: Calamity Kidd Bardot

Nickname: Cal, Kidd, Dizzy (only by her father)

Family: Clint (Father, Deceased - 1989), Helen (Mother, Estranged), Wyatt (Brother, Estranged), Shira (Sister, ???)

Likes: vintage motorcycles, fixing her father's classic car, dark chocolate, strong coffee (with or without vodka), stargazing

Dislikes: small talk, people who harm animals, loud, crowded places

Familiar Animal: a maine coon named Nemo

Favorite Song: "Head Like a Hole" - NIN

Theme Song: "The Killing Moon" by Echo & the Bunnymen

Character Inspirations: Willow Rosenberg (BtVS), River Song (Doctor Who), Faye Valentine (Cowboy Bebop), Nico Robin (One Piece).

Backstory:

The Bardot family tree has roots twisted by silence and storms. In Portland's rain-soaked suburbs, Cal learned early that love and pain often came wrapped in the same package. Her father Clint, a man who carried his own childhood like a set of brass knuckles, taught her both guitar chords and how to guard her heart. Every Sunday, he'd take her to his auto shop, showing her how to coax life back into dying engines while classic rock crackled through speakers caked with grease and time.

Helen Bardot, with her stark elegance and carefully curated social calendar, treated her marriage like another piece of fine art in their craftsman home - something to be displayed rather than lived in. She and Clint had found each other at a time when both needed the appearance of stability more than love itself. Their union was a masterclass in mutual pretense, each playing their part in a performance that fooled everyone except their children.

Wyatt, the eldest, bore the brunt of Clint's expectations and fists. He was the first draft of Clint's attempt to create the son he thought he should have, and like most first drafts, it was marked with heavy revisions and frustrated cross-outs. Cal would often find Wyatt in their shared bathroom, pressing cold washcloths to fresh bruises, his eyes meeting hers in the mirror with a mixture of shame and resignation.

Then came that day - the day that earned Cal her nickname and changed the power dynamic forever. She was seven, gangly and fierce, when she found Clint cornering Wyatt in the garage. The sound of Clint's raised voice and Wyatt's quiet apologies had become as familiar as dinner bells in their house, but something in Cal snapped. She stepped between them, full of childhood defiance, and took the hit meant for her brother. When Clint's knuckles connected with her jaw, she planted her feet like tree roots and said those words: "I'm not dizzy yet."

The nickname "Dizzy" stuck - Clint's way of remembering both her defiance and his shame. It became a complex token of their relationship, a reminder of the moment his daughter proved she was just as stubborn, just as unbreakable as him.

The real fracture in the family came when Shira, then nine, trusted their mother with a secret that should have been safe: she wasn't the boy everyone thought she was. Helen, ever conscious of appearances, couldn't bear the thought of what the neighborhood would say. When she told Clint, his reaction was swift and final. He packed up that night, but not alone - he took Cal, his "reliable one," the child who reminded him most of himself.

Living with Clint in a small apartment above the auto shop in Cardinal Hill, Cal learned the geography of her father's demons. She watched him drink himself to sleep, heard his nightmares, and began to understand that monsters are made, not born. She became both daughter and caretaker, learning to gauge his moods like checking tire pressure - a skill that would later serve her well with injured animals.

The witch part of Cal's story began in those years above the auto shop. Magic found her like stray cats find kind souls - naturally and necessarily. It started small: plants thriving in impossible conditions, animals seeking her out for help, wounds healing just a little too quickly under her touch. She kept this part of herself hidden from Clint, adding it to the growing collection of secrets she carried.

Meanwhile, Wyatt disappeared into the world of tech startups in Seattle, building firewalls instead of relationships. Shira found refuge in Portland's queer community, blooming into herself despite the family's fractures. Helen maintained her social calendar, telling friends her husband and daughter were "finding themselves" - as if absence was just another fashion trend.

Cal learned to live in the spaces between - between her father's love and his rage, between her family's past and their scattered present, between the mundane world of veterinary medicine and the hidden realm of her magic. She became an expert at straddling worlds, at healing what's broken while keeping her own cracks carefully concealed.

Now, at 35, living in Cardinal Hill, Cal has built a life that looks whole from the outside. Her veterinary practice thrives, her father's old guitar sits in her living room, and she's known as the person who can fix just about any animal that crosses her path. But underneath it all, she's still that girl standing in the garage, refusing to fall down, carrying secrets like spare change in her pockets.

What the good people of Cardinal Hill don't know - what they can't know - is that some of her healing comes from more than just medical knowledge. They don't see how the moonlight catches in her hair during midnight rituals, or how the local wildlife seems to watch her with knowing eyes. They don't notice how plants lean toward her as she walks past, or how storms seem to skip over injured animals in her care.

The biggest secret, though, isn't her magic. It's the gnawing guilt she carries about Shira, about leaving her behind that night. It's the weight of being the "good" child, the one Clint chose to take, and the responsibility she feels to somehow make it right. This guilt feeds her drive to heal, to fix, to make whole what's broken - whether it's a wounded hawk or a fractured family.

And somewhere in Cardinal Hill, behind the warm smile and gentle hands of their local vet, Calamity Bardot holds these pieces of herself together with magic and sheer will, wondering if she'll ever stop feeling like she needs to prove she isn't dizzy yet.

Relationships:

Helen: The Mother She Could Never Please

Helen Bardot moved through life like she was perpetually on stage, each gesture calculated, each word measured. To young Cal, watching her mother was like studying a foreign language - beautiful but incomprehensible. Helen's love came with conditions: straight A's earned a slight smile, a perfectly pressed dress might warrant a pat on the shoulder, and winning a beauty pageant meant a rare "That's my girl" at one of her mother's garden parties.

But Cal was all scraped knees and motor oil stains, more comfortable under a car with her father than at Helen's afternoon teas. Her mother's attempts to mold her into a proper young lady slid off like water on waxed canvas. "Calamity," Helen would sigh, the name taking on a different meaning in her mouth, "must you always look like you've been wrestling in the dirt?"

The final fracture between mother and daughter came not during the night Clint took Cal away, but in the silence that followed. Helen never called, never fought for her. Years later, Cal would learn that her mother had redecorated her bedroom within a week, turning it into a sewing room as if erasing all evidence of her existence. The message was clear: imperfect things had no place in Helen Bardot's carefully curated world.

Wyatt: The Brother She Chose to Shield

Three years older but infinitely more vulnerable, Wyatt became Cal's first rescue project. She learned to read the weather patterns of their father's moods to protect him, developed an uncanny ability to appear just when Wyatt needed an interruption or escape route. At twelve, she was already redirecting Clint's attention with strategic questions about carburetors or perfectly timed clumsy accidents.

Their dynamic confused outsiders - the little sister standing guard over her big brother. But Wyatt understood. He taught her coding in return, late nights spent hunched over a secondhand laptop, whispering about binary codes and escape sequences. "You're like a buffer overflow," he once told her, "small but capable of changing the whole program."

When Wyatt finally left for college, Cal slipped him her savings - $342.78 earned from mowing lawns and fixing neighbors' cars. "Don't come back," she whispered fiercely. "I've got things handled here." He tried to refuse the money, but she shoved it in his backpack along with a note: "Being strong doesn't mean you have to stay."

Shira: The Sister She Couldn't Save

The age gap between Cal and Shira - seven years - made Cal feel more like a third parent than a sister, but she embraced the role with fierce dedication. While Helen fretted over Shira's "peculiar behavior" and Clint maintained gruff disapproval, Cal created safe spaces. Their secret fort in the backyard became a sanctuary where Shira could wear Cal's old dresses and talk about feeling like a stranger in her own skin.

Cal still remembers the day Shira, then seven, asked why God had put her in the wrong body. She remembers pulling her little sister close, saying, "Maybe God didn't make a mistake. Maybe you're magic, like those caterpillars that have to transform to become their true selves."

Shira was more than just a sister; she was Cal's heart, her conscience, the part of her that refused to be broken. The night Clint took her away, it was Shira's silent plea that echoed in Cal's mind. She had failed to protect her, to shield her from her father's wrath.

The guilt was a constant companion, a heavy weight that she carried with her. She dreamed of a day when she could make it up to her sister, when she could offer her the love and support she deserved.

Clint: The Man Who Shaped Her

Clint Bardot was a man of contradictions, a force of nature both gentle and destructive. He taught Cal the beauty of fixing things - engines, friendships, even broken hearts. But he also taught her the ugly side of power, the way it could twist a man's soul and leave a trail of wreckage behind.

The physical abuse was a constant undercurrent, a dark secret woven into the fabric of their life together. It wasn't just Wyatt who bore the brunt of his rage; Cal, too, had her share of bruises and broken promises. She learned to read the signs, to anticipate the storms, and to protect herself and her siblings whenever possible.

Despite the pain, she found herself strangely drawn to his strength, his ability to find beauty in broken things. She saw in him a reflection of herself, a survivor who had learned to endure. But she also saw the toll it took, the way it had hardened his heart and clouded his judgment.

Cal's love for her father was a complex tapestry of love, fear, and resentment. She wanted to break the cycle, to show him a different path, but she also knew that sometimes the only way to heal is to distance yourself from the source of the pain.

[dnschmidt]

Can space junk salvagers save the galaxy?

A space junk salvage crew goes after a ship lost in the deadliest place in the galaxy. They battle the alien government, space gangsters, and even their own minds.

Great for fans of Firefly, Cowboy Bebop, and other funny space adventures! Cheaper than a coffee, with twice as many space aliens!

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