#sports animes are for the gays only..

[animentality]

I have no clue what blue lock but your blog makes me want to watch/read it

A WIN FOR THE GAY AGENDA YAAAAAY

[kazzu120]

Finally got around to watching all of Love Live 10 years too late smh...

[nums-bird]

Yk what,I need to stop liking assholes in sports anime cuz it's getting out of hand.

At first,I was like,okay yeah,I really Aomine.He's cool,I love him so much.Even tho he literally insults Kagami like he's life depended on it like bro,idc if you had a lil crush on Kuroko and makes you mad to see him with another person.Same with Kise but a little less of an asshole.

Then......i watched haikyuu.Now haikyuu has A LOT of assholes(mainly blonde) but my main asshole is Atsumu and I would inhale opium willingly just to see him smile.This little bitch has my soul and I find it unfair.He is just so pookie🥺.

Then....then I finally read blue lock.Good lord,everyone is an asshole in blue lock.EVERYONE.So many to choose but I then go and choose of course,the blonde one since it is a recurring theme.Fuckine Kaiser,German ass mf.Little theatre kid bitch.I LOVE HIM.He is literally the worst thing I have seen.Would probably sell me for a KitKat and yk what, I'd still love him

And one thing that is similar between the three of them is just how much work they put to reach where they are.Yes,they have talent but to reach the level they are at they put in the work and seriously,love them for it

Thank you for listening to my Ted talk

[jackass-jones]

Recent disney and pixar movies have felt like movies in the way that monster high movies feel like movies. And I don’t want anyone to see this and go “but at least monster high movies are good!” cuz, sure whatever I don’t care, just listen. What I’m saying is these recent disney movies are so forgettable and I don’t think it’s just because of the rise of streaming services fucking up how the films are marketed and viewed, they also feel unbelievably pointless. They feel like movies made around a plot that would be forced into a ten minute episode if it were a cartoon made by smaller creators rn. The plots are so simple I feel like a toddler like I feel like the stakes have gotten increasingly lower and everything is underwhelming. Toy story 4’s big conflict was woody needs to get the plastic spoon back to the little girl. Inside out 2 was the emotions needing to get back to headquarters while riley is just at hockey camp and they learn their lessons in five minutes. Encanto is just mirabelle talking to her family and then singing songs at her. Strange world was a very basic father/son relationship story with no real stakes. The main thing luca wants in luca is a vespa and the main thing mei wants in turning red is concert tickets. Not even gonna glance at wish or lightyear cuz like who watched those what are those movies even for. I can’t remember any of these movies and even the ones I liked are still underwhelming and I walked out of them trying to justify that to myself like “oh well not every movie has to have a crazy plot, sometimes they can be simple”. But it’s like. All their movies now. And the characters are uh, they’re okay in some of them I guess I dunno. And this isn’t even to say that the more beloved older disney movies never had simple plots cuz like look at Cinderella, half of that movie is just animals getting into shenanigans to fill time. But idk, it felt like people actually wanted to make that movie and put love and attention into it. Now these things are just disney pumping out vague emotions that might get them an award while coating everything with this “look at how much money we have” polish

[jankwritten]

got too excited thinking about a bokuakakuroken hockey au where Kuroo and Bokuto are a D-man pair, Kenma and Akaashi are left and right wingers to some unspecified third character's center forward, all of them on the first line. I'd make the third character Hinata but I think Hinata and Kags need to be the craziest d-pair ever they need to have the most intricate scary ass bait-and-switch bullshit where they trick other guys into thinking they have the puck and then they smash the fuck out of them.

Anyway Kuroo and Bokuto are SO good at helping the wingers set up plays and Kenma is uncanny at reading where opposing players will go next while Akaashi has stick handling skills for DAYS and knows exactly how to keep up team morale in a quieter way than Bokuto, who crows on and on about how awesome they all are CONSTANTLY. Kuroo is captain and gives dorky ass speeches in the locker room that the other guys always snicker at him for (first guy to laugh has to pay a fine, usually it's Bokuto who is always more than happy to support the team LMAO)

I feel like Tsukki would be a good candidate for goaltender, y'know, blocking and all that. Yamaguchi would be a part of the power kill line, and he usually only goes out when it's a PK, which is unusual, but it makes sense because he's always somehow better when there's fewer guys on his side. Maybe because it makes him fight harder to keep shit away from Tsukki - has more of the burden on his shoulders, less guys to trip over.

Suga is a trainer, the trainer who seems the friendliest but is the scariest to get stuck with when you've got a major injury because he WILL fix you and it WILL hurt. He'll tell you to suck it up and give you a pack of skittles and tell you to get your ass into the ice bath now.

(He is dating Daichi, another center forward on the team, likely on the same line as Asahi and Tanaka's D-pair, Noya's right wing and Ennoshita's left. Asahi is a D-man for humor purposes only. He's like an elephant, huge but skittish.)

Kenma is an easy target on the ice (small, slight, etc.) but people learn DAMN fast not to go after him because Kuroo and Bokuto have a combined record of breaking like, seventeen guy's noses during games. At first they could get away with the high sticking, but it got a bit obvious. I think Bokuto has received an actual fine while Kuroo snickers and is more sly with it.

Akaashi is also not fond of people going after Kenma and he will target guys in a way that humiliates them - goes out of his way to break ankles and dangle shots and pulls out his best moves just to keep those assholes from getting to touch the puck at all, until their coaches pull them off the ice any time he's on it. He finds it far more satisfying, though watching Bokuto full-body slam some douche into the wall is also a nice feeling.

I also feel like Bokuto would make a GREAT goalie, though. HRNGH. There are so many positions I want to put them into, rotate them through the roster etc.e tc. Kenma as a goaltender????? i take the most autistic person and i stick them in the net.

Akaashi would not be a good goaltender, there isn't enough action. I do think he would be a really good center, though - maybe he'd be the center with Kenma as a left wing and someone else as a right.

Tsukki wants to be a d-man but he didn't ever care enough to put actual force into his hits so he slowly got stuck more and more into the goal until he begrudgingly decided it was cool.

im sure i'll have more thoughts later. it is my bedtime.

[ozymoron]

no more buff men!!!!!!!!!!!! no more!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i cant takr it anymore!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[colorisbyshe]

saw something about a BNHA season SEVEN??? visual

seven whole seasons..... yuri on ice couldn't even get a movie oh i'm mad again

[robinssimp]

I started reading blue lock yesterday and I'm already on chapter 104

This shits good

[disneydatass]

Why tf did it take me so long to sit down and watch R. Girl Utena??? I’m not even halfway thru the first episode annd im frothing at the mouth she is literally a younger me

[animentality]

What do you think about Dandadan?

I have almost no interest in it.

[bluefuecoco]

p5 fans want so much what p4 fans already have (gay characters)

[cerealbishh]

"Hey, you're... Shred, right?"

"Hey. Oh! Yeah! Hi! Nice to meet you. Are you the, um, 'hot vet'?"

"No, we say that behind her back."

"Yeah."

"Oh, god! I'm so sorry! If that came off as disrespectful, I'll retract it and say you are in no way hot."

"Doctor Summers. I don't wanna embarrass you but I am a huge winter sports fan, and I saw you at the X Games in Whistler."

[harocat]

No just Yuri on Ice.

Me lately

[nonotnolan]

Bodily Betrayal

A collaboration with @vincentintheflesh -- He did amazing work with the photos for this piece!

"C'mon, Toby. You really aren't coming out to the bars with us?"  Matt was trying to guilt trip me for not going out on a Tuesday, and I was really starting to get sick of his shit.  Sharing an apartment with another gay guy had seemed like a really good idea at the start of the semester, but we weren't even halfway through the year and I was already regretting it.  It was fun to hang out with a party animal like Matt, but dealing with his antics 24/7 was exhausting.

"Look, I have, like... three different projects due by Friday, and if I want to keep my gym schedule I can't waste time partying or recovering from the hangover.  Maybe this weekend I can... the hell are you doing?"  Matt was patting my shoulder like he was showing me sympathy.

"You poor thing," he said, staring directly at my chest.  "He spends all that time at the gym pumping you up, and then he never does anything to show you off!  Who buys a sports car and keeps it stashed in a garage?"

I couldn't help but roll my eyes.  "You're seriously having a conversation with my body.  Stop being weird and... wait, what the fuck is happening?"  I couldn't feel my body anymore. My hands lifted themselves up to my ears, only I wasn't the one controlling my hands.  All I could do was watch as my hands planted themselves firmly onto the sides of my head, and pulled.  My head had somehow completely detached from my body!  "Matt, what the fuck did you do!?"

He just grinned at my body. "Hell yeah!  Let's ditch Toby, and I'll take you out for a great time."  My body tossed me-- my head-- onto the couch, where I landed sideways onto the cushions.  All I could do was watch in horror as Matt lifted off his own head off of his slender, tattooed body and placed it on my neck.  "Thanks for the ride, Toby! Why you don't take more advantage of this body, I'll never know."  He started groping my chest as he moaned softly to himself, and I could see my body's growing erection strain against the fabric of my shorts.

"I mean, I gotta check out what I'm packing prior to using it tonight, right?"  I tried to protest, but I was helpless to stop him from fondling my manhood.  "Damn, Toby, this is gotta be at least seven inches!" he said, stroking my own cock in front of me.  "I can't wait to pick up some twink at the bars tonight so I can test this bad boy out! I'm gonna hit up your closet and borrow one of your nice silk shirts.  Don't wait up!"

Unbelievable.  The thought of that asshole taking my body out for a joyride and getting my dick wet had me seeing red, but what could I do about it?  I was just a fucking head.  He didn't even have the decency to tilt me upright before he left.  Although... Matt did leave his body behind...  If Matt could talk to my body like it was a separate thing, maybe the reverse was also true? 

"Hey, buddy," I said, trying to get the attention of his body.  "What say we help each other out?  How about you put me on you neck and-- hey, don't walk away, asshat!"  God, even Matt's body was insufferable.  "C'mon, man, I can... what if I let you use my mouth?"  It felt gross, like I was trying to negotiate with a drunken asshole, but at least his body had turned around. I would do anything to avoid being stuck as just a head on the couch all night.  "Yeah, man. Use my mouth.  You want me to suck your nips?  Maybe give you a blowjob?  I'll even make sure to throw in a good wank session later tonight.  Just don't leave me on the couch!"

Matt's body dropped his pants to the ground and started thrusting his junk into my face.  I wanted to be mad, but I realized that he couldn't actually see what he was doing. I opened my mouth as wide as I could, and eventually his body figured out where to position me so that I could give him the best blowjob. Without my shoulders getting in the way, he was able to position me a lot closer to the base of his cock. I didn't have much of a gag reflex as a detached head, which was good because I don't think Matt's body would have stopped. At least he wiped my chin off on his sweatpants after he came.

"Okay, you had some fun, so now can you-- oh thank God!" Matt's body lowered me down onto his neck, and suddenly I had control over his entire body. Honestly, my first reaction was just relief that I had arms again, but the longer I stood there, the weirder it got. Looking down and seeing Matt's tattoo sleeves was trippy as shit, and his body barely had any muscle definition. Credit where credit was due, his skin was much softer than mine. The man was lanky as hell, but I couldn't deny that he took care of himself in his own way.

I looked at my temporary body in the living room mirror, testing the firmness of my new ass with a few squeezes. I had a sudden impulse to try and protect what remained of Matt's modesty, but fuck that. For one, I'd already had his dick in my mouth thanks to how horny his body had been. But mostly it came down the fact that Matt clearly had no qualms about getting my body naked as soon as he could, so I might as well repay the favor. I pulled down the waistband of his sweatpants to see an average five inches of uncut cock. Perfectly serviceable, but it explained why he was so enamored with mine.

Was Matt's body going to get bored with me and pull off my head the same way my own body had? I didn't want to risk it. I decided to talk out loud as I looked at my new body in the mirror. "Don't worry, you tattooed fuck, we'll definitely spend some time messing around. I can't exactly wear someone else's body and not test it out! Especially when I know that fucker's doing the same to mine. I bet he-- oh, fuck!" My fingers brushed over my nipples and I could feel that shiver travel down through the root of my cock. "Is it ready for round two already?" I gave my stiffening cock a few tugs. God damn that felt good!

Was his body that much more sensitive than mine, or were the new sensations just more intense for me? I brushed the head of my new cock and damn near collapsed to the floor when my knees buckled. "I don't care why it feels good, it's enough that it does!" I started stroking it with one hand while my other hand pinched my nipples. Did I know where Matt kept his lube? Honestly, his dick was leaking enough precum that I didn't need it. 

Normally I would have found the thought of jacking off in front of a mirror to be a total boner kill, but seeing my head on Matt's slender body was actually kind of hot. I started picking up speed, jerking it faster and harder until suddenly my hand shot off and slammed into the mirror.  "Ow, fuck," I yelled, cursing Matt's boney wrists.  "How the hell did I lose grip on his... oh."  I hadn't lost my grip-- his cock had completely detached from his body.  I couldn't help but laugh as I considered all of the possibilities.  Obviously I was going to be giving myself a blowjob, but I had a few other ideas in mind.

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"Hey Toby, sorry for leaving your head on the couch all night," Matt said, finally coming up at 8:50 in the morning. He hadn't even bothered to get fully dressed after spending the night doing God knows what in my body. I assumed he left my good shirt in the car-- If he lost it to some random guy's apartment, I was going to be so pissed. If I was starting to feel a bit guilty about my plan, this just confirmed my resolve to go through with it.

I didn't want Matt to get suspicious, so I had his body put me back on the couch after I'd had my fun last night.  "You missed a good time last night," he said, rubbing his hands across my abs. "I met this absolute power bottom of a twink, and we... well, you and I both know exactly what the two of us did all night. I made sure to use a condom, don't worry.  Anyway, it's time to switch back."  He grabbed the top of his head firmly by the hair and yanked hard, pulling it off of my neck. Seeing him walk across the room like a headless horseman was unsettling, to say the least.

"I'm surprised you're giving my body back to me so soon," I said, glaring at him as he passed his head over to his body's outstretched hands.  Once his head was back in place, he reached down to deal with me.  I wanted so badly to slap the smug grin off his face, but I just needed to be patient.

He laughed at me, giving my nose a few honks before giving me my body back.  "Sadly, I think people would notice if my shoulders were suddenly twice the size as my old ones.  Besides, I know exactly how much time you spend in the gym to have a body this nice.  Nuts to that-- I'll just let you do the work for me!" I couldn't help but growl at that comment, and he responded by flicking my ear. "Easy, now. You can yell at me later-- I don't want to be late for class."

Once my head was back in place, I couldn't help but grab my pecs with both hands. I had missed this.  Feeling the massive slabs of meat under my fingers was so comforting.  I gave my pits a few quick sniffs.  I probably needed a shower after everything Matt had done in my body, but a quick spritz of cologne would have to do.  He was right-- we didn't have much time before class.

I looked over at him to see if he had noticed my revenge yet.  Based on the way he was palming his crotch, I think he had.  "Toby, where the fuck is my cock!?"  I had hidden his manhood in my sock drawer, not that I was gonna be telling him that anytime soon.  The fucker owed me.  Twelve hours of being dickless seemed like a good start.

I smiled back at him.  "You can yell at me later-- I don't want to be late for class."

[vor-leser]

Benny now an animal, I knew AM would let him play.

(Stuff about my own version of pre-monkeyification Benny below the cut because i have too many thoughts on this)

It's kind of hard to make heads or tails of any of the ihnmaims characters since the cannons of the different adaptations contradict each other so much, so I reconciled my own version of events in my head as to what I think Benny was like pre monkeyfication. I tried to fit everything from the comic, game and book in though.

Benny was a very masculine guy, excelling in every sport, and despising everyone who did not live up to his standard of what it meant to be a strong man. All his life, he tried to embody this ideal, not only marrying and having two kids, but going on to join the military. When he became general, he was known amongst the soldiers as an authoritarian punitive leader, often abusing those below him to whip the weak ones into shape. His ideals were solidified under the pressure of the continuing third world war, instilling a kill or be killed mentality into him. Eventually, he came to the realization that he was gay. However, because this reality threatened to break apart the way he viewed the world and his masculinity. With the mounting pressures from a chain of losses and his own internal struggles, he reacted by overcompensating and becoming more brutal than ever, leading him to kill multiple of his own men. Returning from the Chinese American War, he developed a severe case of PTSD. Constantly making him feel as if his life was at stake, he found himself unable to show any weakness. He hid his own war crimes thoroughly, all the while continuing to receive accolades from his superiors for his tenure. He constantly felt the need to not only hide his crimes, but also his sexuality, making him paranoid that people would realize he was a fraud. This did not only put a strain on him, but also on his family.

AM specifically chose Benny, because he embodied the many ways in which humanity tore itself apart through war, constantly finding new methods to make their own existence miserable for an imagined ideal.

At first, Bennys presence among the survivors proved very useful. Out of all of them, he had the most experience in dangerous situations and a lot of physical strength. His wisdom and leadership helped them a great deal, eventually though, they would inevitably disappoint him. Falling into his old patterns of behavior, he would berate Nimdok the most for his obvious weakness, saying he was holding them back. With time, he did the same with Ellen, Ted and even Gorrister, which formed a rift between himself and all of them. He felt as if he could rely on no one but himself.

Still, his usefulness irked AM. He had gotten one over on him too many times, but this would make his coming defeat even more crushing. It started with his mental state. Paranoia had already slowly crept up on Benny, but when he was forced to relive his trauma, it spiraled out of control. Being starved, beaten and defeated, he started to lose his humanity. His egoism, distrust and brutality, all born out a desire for survival made him a nightmare for the others. AM found it amusing, how he had turned Benny into a parody of humanity and its worst aspects, seeing it fit to strip him of his last remaining bits of humaneness, breaking his body into the shape of an ape-thing.

His spirits were now completely broken, being reduced to a bumbling fool. Even though his shame mellowed him out, there were still occasional outbursts. Now ironically enough, he had become the survivors greatest liability. Luckily for him, the others pity him and keep him around, a kindness he likely wouldn't have awarded them.

(Also drawing a guy thats canonically supposed to look handsome while making him resemble a monkey is hard :,) )

[extant-exhaustion]

Don't you think it's funny cause actual canon gay characters in BL manga/manhwa will say "I love you" but only the shounen bromance can spew out some of the most romantic shit akin to a 19th century poet writing a letter expressing his surpressed love for his lover 😭.....

The “no homo…but” of sports manga/anime in particular (but a lot of shounen in general) is just so funny to me. I mean, there’s homoeroticism in all sports, but you watch sports anime and you get your main duo gazing into each other’s eyes swearing to do whatever it takes to fulfill the dream they share and it’s like, come on. A fist bump/high five might as well be the 1-to-1 substitution for the kiss that “straight” dudes can’t share on screen.