"Unless I Stay The Strongest, I Won't Be Able To Call A Certain Someone 'my Rival'!"

Before I saw this trailer I had actually no idea what The Summer Hikaru Died was about. I knew people had been talking about how it was really well-written, I knew it had queer rep, and purely based on the title I suspected it might be a tragedy. I didn't expect the quiet horror laying the foundation for a really compelling (terrifying?) romance.

Y'all, I am beyond excited for this series now. The sound design, the animation style, the fact that there are so few anime titles that are true horror. If the whole series adaptation is as well-done as the trailer looks this is going to be one to remember.

she was the tide, always drifting in and out of the lives of those who loved her, eternally indecisive, unable to discern whether she desired the solidity and safety of land, or the wild freedom of the ocean 🌊

Imagine an AU where everyone saw in black & white until they met their soulmate, then they saw colors for the first time.

Cue Dazai being kicked into a wall & upon opening his eyes the first colors he sees are within flaming red hair & piercing bright blue eyes. A green jacket hugging the kids figure as his foot remains planted on Dazai’s chest.

Chuuya sees stark white bandages across one eye and beneath an ill fitting white dress shirt. Dark chocolate colored locks. One honey brown iris with flecks of maroon shining in the sunlight. A black coat lying beneath him.

They both freeze for a moment, staring intently at each other, eyes blowing wide at colors they've never seen before.

Then they make eye contact, holding it for one beat, then two.

Then slowly it dawns on them what this means and, of course, their expressions move from awe to irritation. They bicker immediately, neither of them willing to give into fate.

Chuuya scoffs. "Oh fuck no, no way my *soulmate* is some shitty kid from the fucking mafia."

"How eloquent. As if such a tiny, brutish *slug* could ever be *my* soulmate." Dazai mocks in return.

Bonus points if the colors fade when they’re not together, until they accept they’re soulmates that is.

I’m doing the dishes

it’s a warm spring day

I watch out the window as my neighbours wiener dog wanders out into the garden in its little blue bandana

I stop, mesmerised.

It’s sniffing flowers — carnations, I think — for quite some time until it becomes excited by a bird overhead and bounces around to chase it’s shadow

the dog returns to the sunlit spot by the flowers and flops over, belly up, to bask in the warm light

“I want to be that dog” I say to myself. “I want to share with the world the peaceful joy that dog must be feeling right now.”

I try to take a picture; my zoom is not enough. I get weird and grab my pigeon-watching binoculars to get a better zoom, line my phone camera up with the lens. And I take one single, illicit, sleepy dog picture.

I hope the ends justified the means.

I bet that dog is having a really nice day.

playtime❤

advice for seaside towns

bonfires might seem like a good choice, but only when you’re not alone. even though you never truly are, fires only work if you can see who’s close to you.

don’t let your brain be numbed by the constant sound of the waves. every little hitch in its rhythm is important for your orientation and safety.

that was not a seaweed that touched your foot, but if you jump, they will be offended. it’s just their way of playing with visitors. so remain calm, they will not harm you.

if you’re sleeping in a lighthouse, always lock the door to your room, specially if it is on the top floor, next to the actual light. that way it’s harder to accidentally pass through dimensions.

never ignore your gut. if you’re exiting a lighthouse or an abandoned house/ building and your stomach feels like it’s dropping to the ground, go in again, whisk in and out the door three times, then get away as quickly as possible.

german shepherds and labradors are two good breeds of dog to have, they can scare it off. the sea doesn’t like loud sounds.

never dig around too much on a natural beach. if no human comes to clean the mess afterwards, someone else will and you don’t want to see them.

if you ever find yourself alone and feeling observed, sing. sing real loud to let the waves know you’re aware they’re there. sing until you reach civilization. no person will think you crazy, they will think you lucky - if they get to see you.

if there are no genya fans im dead

When you’re in a Taisho era themed fashion contest and your opponent is Sabaku no Gaara (you’re cooked)

I LOVE THIS MAN. He would either dress up in a grunge, alt, sometimes hoodie style, OR straight up like a grandpa (these are all outfits seen in official art)

After Kiss

Sai: I’d like to announce that Ino is no longer my girlfriend.

Ino: That is the worst possible way to tell people that we are engaged.

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The Follow Up

Ino, drunk, pointing at Sai: That’s my boyfriend, bitches.

Sai: Your husband, Beautiful.

Ino: My Husband! Even better!