WAITER!!! pass me another round of white/dark hair doomed yaoi
I FORGOT I DREW THIS.. (this was made last june..)
The Summer Hikaru Died hit me wayyy harder than I was expecting. I'm not that good at putting things into words, but its depiction of growing up queer in a rural community felt so real.
Yoshiki is repressed, stifled by the community he grew up in. He wants so badly to leave, to go to the big city, to finally be free of all the nosiness that comes from living in a small town. In some panels, the sounds of the cicadas are written in every possible blank space, giving a suffocating feeling.
Something I haven't seen people talk about yet (though I'm sure it exists) is all the discussion about Yoshiki becoming "mixed up" by spending time with 'Hikaru.' At the end of chapter 4, Rie tells Yoshiki to put some distance between himself and 'Hikaru' before he becomes mixed up. And obviously, she's talking in the sense of the supernatural, but it reminded me somewhat of my own experiences. In middle school I was friends with someone that was heavily rumored, but not confirmed to be a lesbian (she was, but closeted.) My parents told me to keep my distance from her, because they didn't want me getting "involved in the wrong crowd" or "influenced."
Just as my only refuge from growing up this way was my small group of closeted queer friends who shared my struggles, Yoshiki was safe with Hikaru. Except now, Hikaru is gone, replaced by a mimic that uses his body and retained his memories. He's gone, but he's not gone.
In TSHD, queerness and the supernatural are intertwined. Just as 'Hikaru' must hide what he truly is, Yoshiki must as well. Just as 'Hikaru' is a monster, Yoshiki views himself as a monster because of his upbringing. Getting involved with the supernatural is dangerous, just as how being openly queer in a homophobic area is dangerous. Both are things that people fear, that must be hidden in order to stay safe.
Anyway this is long and rambly but I just needed to share. I obviously knew that TSHD had topics of both horror and queerness before reading, but I didn't expect it to affect me as much as it did.
The push and pull of “relationships can be very affectionate and still be platonic” and “those are the gayest motherfuckers I’ve ever seen”.
Woah mama, watch out for the orb
Watch out for the huh!!!!!!!!!!!! The what!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! uh oh.
apparently sims can die of being too silly so i wanna try and kill my reigen sim by giving him the hysterical mood
As an alternative to 'sugar, spice, and everything nice'
I present: 'salt, vinegar, and everything sinister'
"Oh my God why would they do that????" I say as I write someone doing something bad with my own ten fingers
"you're the writer, you control how the story goes" no not really. i wrote the first sentence and then my characters said "WE WILL TAKE IT FROM HERE" and promptly swerved into an electrical fence.
"Why don't you join me?"
"I'll give you a ride, don't worry."
*does something they don't like* "What? I like it."
*immense staring at every chance they get*
*thinking of their crush while listening to songs*
"You said you liked it so I brought it for you."
*finds ways to spend more time with them*
*friendly bullying intensifies*
"I'm looking forward to seeing you there."
"Are you gonna be there?"
"How about we sneak off, just you and me?"
"Why don't I cook for them? What's their favourite dish again?"
*aggressive google searches about how to propose to your crush*
"I'll join those dance lessons, maybe then she'll notice me."
*hopeless around them*
*failed flirting attempts*
*increased compliments*
"My problem is that I like them a little too much for my sanity."
*gets jealous* "So, are you seeing them or something?"
"Are you okay?" // "Completely okay!" (definitely not okay)
*tries to sabotage their crush's date*
*gets into trouble so they can be scolded by their crush*
"I want you to come with me, please?"
-ashlee
grammar this. grammar that. sometimes 'grammatically correct' just doesn't hit the spot. the vibes are telling me to laugh in the face of the english language and that's exactly what I'm going to do, one incorrectly structured sentence at a time.
how i look at my characters existing in peace knowing that their happiness is just pages away from being taken
being depressed as shit and in love will have u saying shit like "kill me. i want you to kill me. i want to die with you" and mean it in a romantic sexual context
nobody ever thinks of me and jerks off because i have a rotten soul
i feel like i'm going Italian
"I got your coffee, boss. Sorry about the wait, the cafe was packed," the henchman said as they entered the room, only to pause as they saw the heroes standing over the bloodied corpses of their boss and their co-workers.
buy that transgender woman a large cut of high quality fresh farm-grown salmon from the store