#read it tho

[obstinaterixatrix]

5 years ago, high-schooler Tomoya faked his age and tried to get laid at a gay bar. While the attempt failed, he never forgot the man he had encountered, Kei. After being told he was attractive by Kei, Tomoya went on to become a famous idol in the group INCITE. After an incident with a stalker, Tomoya got assigned a personal bodyguard, who turned out to be none other than Kei?!

I meant to rec this a while ago because it is SO funny. some of the comedic beats are crazy good, the end of the first two chapters took me out. talking about the funniest parts would spoil a couple really fun punchlines, but one non-spoilery bit I can give is:

after the love interest rejects the main character for being a high schooler and then encourages him, the main character asks to take a picture of the love interest For The Memories… and then makes personalized merch of this random guy to decorate his room so he can hype himself up as he trains to be an idol. it’s not even a particularly idol-esque photo, the love interest is barely smiling and is standing like just some guy (because he’s just some guy). the main character is tenderly placing his hand on a poster he printed and going like ‘oh random guy I met at a bar 5 years ago and will probably never see again, we’re really in it now…’

I also like how low-key the romance is, there’s a few key moments with minimal dialogue/thought bubbles so you get to sit with the characters rather than being overly immersed in their perspective. intentional use of silence I feel I don’t see highlighted that often.

anyway, it’s a fun and pretty lighthearted read, if you’re interested in idol (acts like a fan)/bodyguard (just some guy) it’s definitely worth checking out

[inkskinned]

this is just my opinion but i think any good media needs obsession behind it. it needs passion, the kind of passion that's no longer "gentle scented candle" and is now "oh shit the house caught on fire". it needs a creator that's biting the floorboards and gnawing the story off their skin. creators are supposed to be wild animals. they are supposed to want to tell a story with the ferocity of eating a good stone fruit while standing over the sink. the same protective, strange instinct as being 7 and making mud potions in pink teacups: you gotta get weird with it.

good media needs unhinged, googling-at-midnight kind of energy. it needs "what kind of seams are invented on this planet" energy and "im just gonna trust the audience to roll with me about this" energy. it needs one person (at least) screaming into the void with so much drive and energy that it forces the story to be real.

sometimes people are baffled when fanfic has some stunning jaw-dropping tattoo-it-on-you lines. and i'm like - well, i don't go here, but that makes sense to me. of fucking course people who have this amount of passion are going to create something good. they moved from a place of genuine love and enjoyment.

so yeah, duh! saturday cartoons have banger lines. random street art is sometimes the most precious heart-wrenching shit you've ever seen. someone singing on tiktok ends up creating your next favorite song. youtubers are giving us 5 hours of carefully researched content. all of this is the impossible equation to latestage capitalism. like, you can't force something to be good. AI cannot make it good. no amount of focus-group testing or market research. what makes a story worth listening to is that someone cares so much about telling it - through dance, art, music, whatever it takes - that they are just a little unhinged about it.

one time my friend told me he stayed up all night researching how many ways there are to peel an orange. he wrote me a poem that made me cry on public transportation. the love came through it like pith, you know? the words all came apart in my hands. it tasted like breakfast.

[sonykatzen]

pretty boy

[stump-not-found]

great talks to have before shooting bill with a big gun

src

sharing just the lines too because i worked hard on themm

[notherpuppet]

@/coma_0423’s cursed cat alastor will bring you happiness ♥️

Lulu scolds the cat

[imperpetuallylost]

yes audiobooks do count. put exactly how many and if you had a reading goal this year in the tags <3

also reblog for sample size please!!!

[heartorbit]

if we could stay connected, just like this

[sailor-moon-moon]

Happy Amok Time Day, friendly reminder that Theodore Sturgeon, the writer of the episode, is credited with the first positive portrayal of homosexuality in science fiction with his short story The World Well Lost (1953), 14 years before Amok Time aired. Which could mean nothing.

[lotus-pear]

2/2

[pearlore]

@eydilily 's gempearl designs r so gorgeous i had to draw........ also a swap?? ft. some nzsl bc i was briefly possessed by the spirit of. hands.

[ceeejus]

break in the case

[risibledeer]

get jizzied

I kinda meant for this to be Joel current hc season but in mezalean colours and reminiscing about Lizzie, but dunno if I captured that

[cj-the-random-artist]

Is this my best comic ever?? Nope. Do I think I characterized either of these two particularly well in this comic?? Not really. Did I spend an unreasonable amount of time on it to the point that it would be a waste to not post it?? Yes, yes I did.

I really committed to this one, spent a lot of time on those backgrounds and treated myself to ample suffering with the perspective, which is not my strong suit but I am happy with how it ultimately looks. Yay perspective and background practice!!

(Tbh I shouldn't talk like I think this one sucks, I think I've just been staring at it for so long that my brain has decided it's not good and it's actually way better than I think it is, and honestly I am quite happy with it. The artistic process really is something, isn't it?)

The inspiration was basically me reminding... myself... to take breaks sometimes... by drawing for several hour stints during my only little bits of free time. Which totally tracks. Probably. But I've been rolling around in my brain this idea that Lambert is a very uptight people pleaser and anxious workaholic, but Narinder, at least since adjusting himself to the circumstances (which probably took at least a century, maybe two) has discovered the joys of self care, and has made an active effort to chill tf out. This has not made him any less terrifying to the cultists (save for Lambert's closest disciples), nor has it made him friendlier to really anyone but Lambert (and maybe his siblings), but he sure has found some serious peace of mind. That said, I can't place what his motivations are here. Perhaps he is secretly concerned about Lambert's sanity, because he doesn't want them to turn into what he was, or maybe he's just trying to steal away some quality time with his one and only friend, but regardless of the reason, I spent too much time on this for nobody to see it, dang it.

That said. Enjoy this silly little comic that I spent way too much time on, and I hope this silly comic brings you some joy today.

[eddiediaaz]

(you don't have to be a frequent enjoyer of either to vote. weed can mean any type of marijuana products: joints, edibles, oils, etc.)

add where you're from in the tags if you feel like it!

[thimblings]

get with the Crow-gram, Davrin

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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