#so she can ‘live normally’

[fun-with-colors]

Random manga rec: Interviews with Monster Girls

Hey y’all, this is exactly what it says on the tin.

My icon is from a manga called Interviews with Monster Girls, which is a fairly short slice-of-life manga about a high school teacher in a world where figures from various world mythologies are actually real.

There are vampires, dullahans, snow women, succubi and incubi, oh my!

The title isn’t a euphemism - it’s literally about helping these monster girls (demi-humans or ‘demis’ as they’re called in the manga) to fit in and to share their stories to the world at large. It explores how things like “not having your head attached to your body” would impact your day-to-day life, how difficult it would be to eat or carry bags while dealing with that. It speaks to my experience as a student with a mental illness, and how I felt different from my peers in a way that was difficult to express.

There’s no over-the-top drama, it’s very heartwarming and sweet. The teacher doing the eponymous interviews is super understanding of everyone’s unique perspectives and is always supportive of the students.

There is a romance sub-plot, but it’s between two of the teachers and examines with a truly critical lens how being a succubus would make it difficult to form attachments with others. It’s a slow burn, and so cute!!

Anyways, this is all to say that you all should go read Interviews with Monster Girls. It’s got 11 volumes and they’re all out now. It’s got an anime, but I don’t think that anime ever reached the end?

[raviollies]

Just who are you, Councilor Medarda?

[trauma-bot]

patron saint of never growing old

[sincerelyrf]

thinking about Vax getting to learn how to shake off some of the decades of stoicism and service and learning how to be silly again. the first time he plays a prank on grog again. giving all his nieces and nephews nicknames. teasing vex about getting old. knowing he still serves but he doesn't have to be of service all the time. he also gets to live.

[hailsatanacab]

A Persuasive Argument - dpxdc

"Great!" Danny says, clapping his hands together to get everyone's attention. The dinner table falls silent as everyone looks towards him. It's a full house today and, honestly, Danny's a little nervous. "I'm sure you're all wondering why I gathered you here today."

"It's dinnertime. In our house." Duke mutters, while doing a very bad job of concealing his yawn. He holds his fork poised over the braised beef, but, just like everyone else, still looks towards Danny before tucking in. It's intriguing enough to wait.

"Yeah, no one misses Alfie's dinner." Dick says, with a brilliant smile that Danny can't help but return.

"Precisely! What better time to talk to you all than when you're all actually here!"

"Wait, I thought you came round to work on our English essays?" Tim asks, blinking owlishly.

"I'm afraid I've lured you here under false pretences, Tim."

"This is where I live."

"I would still really appreciate help on that essay though, I mean, what the hell is Hamlet even about? I just don't get that old time-y language, like 'Hark! A ghost hath killed me!' - absolute rubbish, what does that even mean?"

"The ghost never kills anyone in Hamlet, he's there to tell Hamlet that he was murdered. Have you actually read it?"

"No, but it sounds like you have. Tim, I want this guy to help me with my essay instead. I know for a fact that you haven't read Hamlet, either."

"So? We don't need Jason, I've read the Sparknotes."

"Hi Jason, I'm Danny, pleasure to meet you, summarise Hamlet in three sentences or less."

"Am I auditioning to help you write your essays? I can't believe you’ve gone through your whole school life without reading it, it’s good!"

"Hamlet, along with a number of other classics, was banned in our house because it portrayed ghosts as intelligent and sympathetic beings rather than evil, animalistic beasts. I didn’t even get to see The Muppet's Christmas Carol until last year with Tim! It was surprisingly good, and I hate Christmas because everyone always argued and it sucked. But we're getting off topic. I—"

"No, no, please go back to that, because what the fu—"

"Boys, please." Bruce interrupts, looking to the world as if he wants to hang his head in his hands. "Danny, you were about to say something?"

"Oh, yeah, Mr. Wayne! Thanks!"

"Please, call me Bruce."

"Well, that very succinctly brings me to my point, because I'd actually really like to call you dad."

Nobody says a word. Nobody even blinks, all as shocked as the other, watching open-mouthed as Danny pulls his laptop out from beside his chair. Bruce can definitely feel a headache coming on.

"Before you say anything, I've prepared a 69 slide PowerPoint presentation on why you, Bruce Wayne, should adopt me, Danny Last-Name-Pending. Please save your questions, comments, and verdict until the end, thank you."

[wu-does-art]

dumb sf au idea where everything is the same except the gang all knew eachother since they were kids not pictured: todd observing the affects eating a bug has on sal. also bonus salvis i found in my files:

[dykedvonte]

I haven’t really talked about Jimmy’s hallucinated version of Polle but I do subscribe to the idea that that is the closest thing to Anya’s true thoughts and feelings along with the representation of the hypothetical baby.

Text color, the whole horse attraction and monsters based on pregnancy/female anatomy, it joking about calling Jimmy old man? It’s both Jimmy purposely trying to ignore Anya and what he did but also not being able to cause he knows, in the back of his mind it all links back to her. But the closet thing he can accept about it is that it fostered something that would be undoubtedly linked to him.

It’s not exactly Anya and it’s not exactly the child. It’s his manifestation of all the things he would’ve failed doing for it and have already failed to take responsibility for. He failed as a decent person, a captain and he would’ve failed as a father which are all things Anya would subtly acknowledge throughout the game in little ways.

It specifically being Polle, the mascot to the Pony Express is more likely a call back to how the pony express is used to mean things that were never going to make it or were rearing for an end. It’s all symbolic and it’s all in Jimmy’s head because he refuses to acknowledge the real person and events his subconscious is basing it on.

[ozymandien]

later, ouyang thought esen wouldn't even had noticed: the moment his stillness of anticipation flicked into the stillness of shame, as quickly as capping a candle. his blood ran cold; his body burned. it was the feeling of a blade slid gently into his heart.

[heartorbit]

just how can i protect your smile?

[snaplight-anxiety]

Ik frayed has lots of scott focus lots of scisaac bits etc. but my goddd frayed allison my beloved. Following her ex bf on a road trip to a cross country meet she is not invited to and bringing a friend with her. Multitasking always. Fighting with her father who she loves dearly but god does he infuriate her. Hallucinating her dead mother so she can berate Allison into doing stitches. Literally sewing up her werewolf ex boyfriend as he dies from his own guilt in a public bathroom and bleeds black goop. The way she says “unemotional” in the most emotional way possible it still fucks me up. NO ONE is doing it like her ‼️

[cherry-treelane]

There's something so poetic about how El is the centre of all the chaos, wanted by the government and military and Mike is her strong calm that doesn't hesitate to get sucked into her storm and stand by her side in the face of any conflict. Like guys. This little boy did not hesitate to protect her and stand off in the face of the government to defend her, going against all the typical patriotic rule-following norms of an American Suburbanite Middle class nuclear family. He comes from pure safe normalcy but doesn't hesitate to run in the other direction heading towards chaos and danger if it means she's there... because he feels safest with her and is driven by the instinct to protect her. 😭🩷 There's something so beautiful and inspiring about someone as hurt and troubled and chaotic as El being loved in such a simple, unconditional way. Mike doesn't see her for the chaos she represents which surrounds her, he sees her for the innocent goodness that she actually is— her calm, gentle demeanour and the warmth it makes him feel. He understands that all the danger that comes with being with her is through no fault of her own, and actively works to help combat all the forces against her. He knows that despite being the centre of the chaos she's not the cause of it, she's the remedy for the effect of it and that is an undeserved, exhausting punishment yet a burden she bears regardless without complaint— a sign of her innate goodness which Mike recognises and loves her for all the more. Even moreso, he works to share that burden with her and criticise it because he sees how innocent and undeserving she is of the responsibility infringed upon her. His willingness to take all of this on is so wholesome and exactly the kind of sweet effort-full love that a character like El deserves, which is so gratifying for the audience to see.

[maybebitterxox]

The pitch for Buffy The Vampire Slayer was probably just “What if there was a girl who could kill vampires. And she can Never Catch A Fucking Break”

[mamawasatesttube]

i just think lois lane should put tim drake in her purse like a little dog. a scrunkly little companion who's even better at picking locks than she is, which is saying something. a nosy little freak after her own heart. the rubber duck she uses when talking her thoughts out loud to put clues together. her coffee gofer. her purse ferret.

[caramelpenguin]

i was RIGHT FKCN THERE when it happened so i had to...

The roar of the crowd swells suddenly, voices rising in a chaotic crescendo. Jaws drop, hands shoot up, and a sea of phones fills the air, screens capturing the moment unfolding onstage. But Simon remains lost in the song he wrote twelve years ago, a melody laced with the heartache of a boy longing for something just out of reach.

He doesn’t hear the quiet footsteps approaching. What he does feel is warmth—arms wrapping around his waist, strong and certain, a familiar chest pressing against his back. And for a moment, it's like stepping into a memory. Like home. Like the nights they curled into each other before sleep, seeking comfort in the silence. Like the time Wilhelm had asked if his fish had names, in the golden glow of his childhood room.

Simon exhales sharply, his grip on the microphone tightening. He had told himself he was fine. That the sleepless nights, the endless rehearsals, the way he reached for someone in the dark only to find empty space—none of it hurt as much as it did the first time. But Wille is here, solid and real, and every moment apart crashes into him all at once. The missed calls, the whispered goodnights through a screen, needing someone who always felt just a little too far away.

He melts into the touch. His head tilts back, resting against Wille’s shoulder, and he feels the curve of a smile against his cheek. The urge to press a kiss somewhere—anywhere—burns through him, fierce and overwhelming. It’s been weeks since he’s seen him, held him, breathed him in. And now, with the weight of Wille’s presence anchoring him, it's as if no time has passed at all.

The venue has erupted into deafening screeches—Simon thinks he spots people crying—and he knows, without a doubt, that this moment will flood his social media from every possible angle. Amid the chaos, Simon barely registers the world beyond the warmth against his back.

"Sing, älskling," Wille whispers into his ear. A breathless laugh escapes Simon, his heart pounding so hard it might burst, and he nuzzles their cheeks together.

[shima-draws]

Hi I’m alive. We finished moving everything this weekend so my bedroom has officially been relocated to ✨ the basement ✨

Just finished putting up all my posters and prints so my room is finally done 😭

Anyway check out this SUPER scuffed bootleg Miku I got

She’s supposed to look like this 😂

[willowbirds]

The immediate switch when Laudna tells Imogen that she loves her.

She falls back into herself, Delilah stops mimicking her, and her form of dread fades. She tells Imogen she loves her over and over and each time they get more desperate.

She did this for her, to keep her beloved safe, all she can do is give herself up, but the look of sadness and disappointment on Imogen’s face makes her panic.

The way Imogen hesitates sadly when responding to Laudna saying she’s more fun than scary. Laudna being scared and repeating her question with more desperation, praying that Imogen isn’t afraid of her.

“Do you still love me?”

“I’ll always love you. I just don’t know what to do with it.”

Laudna buried herself into Imogen’s hair, the pain and sadness Delilah put her through in that moment making her question if she is even worth Imogen’s love.

But she stays. Imogen stays and she holds her so tight. Never wanting to let her go.