Will contain anything that catches my fancy, which includes yaoi (aka boys' love). Strong language may be used at various occassions.
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Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Ayano Yamane - yaoi mistress

Thought I'd start presenting my favourite yaoi mangaka (ie yaoi manga creators), since I adore yaoi - in the rare chance you've not noticed yet...
Most people are surprised to be told that yaoi manga are, in fact, more often than not created by and read by women. Gay men usually prefer geicomi (gaycomics), one reason being that, in yaoi it is usually very clear who the seme is and who the uke, while in geicomi - and real life gay couples - the roles often tend to switch around...
But this post is to present my most beloved, my most prized, my best of the best and fuck all the rest (in any way you want) mangaka: Ayano Yamane-sensei!
Whoohoooooo!!

I love her. Her artwork is the best I've yet seen, in any type of manga (whether yaoi or not). Very rarely is a mangaka good at drawing both people and background, but she does it - you talented woman, you!





And she, of course, created my favourite yaoi character: Asami Ryuuichi, the guy who made me start smoking. A very, very strong seme archetype, a ruthless, possessive, cold, sadistic bastard. How could I not identify? Meheheheh...





Asami is a character in The Finder Series (aka Viewfinder). Right now, due to this, copies in English are rare and the prices through the roof, but there are some negotiations to re-publish it with another company. You can find bits and pieces on YouTube, but most of the accounts that uploaded it are now suspended.
The story is very simple: young aspiring photographer Takaba Akihito meddles in the affairs of mafia-boss Asami and is...punished.





A Chinese Triad boss, Fei-Long - who is secretly in love with Asami - kidnaps Akihito to get back at Asami, since he thinks Asami betrayed him and killed his dad.
Asami goes to China to duke it out with Fei and get his (his, dammit!) Akihito back...
Okay, this is supposed to be an over-18 blog. So...





Are you all alive? Yeah? Cool.

Yamane-sensei is also the creator of Crimson Spell, an ongoing manga which I currently own. This one also has a clear-cut seme-uke relationship, between wizard Havi and prince Vald.





Vald is possessed by a curse of an evil sword and turns into a demon-beast full of bloodlust. Havi helps him look for a way to break the curse - and helps himself to the beast-Vald, while falling in love with the real Vald.





A lot of LOTR-style wandering and many funny moments, this has an admittedly thicker plot than Viewfinder.

Yamane-sensei has a huge body of work, doujinshi and other manga, find it here.

Ah, a last warning - in some yaoi manga, the actual penetration is hidden by the angle drawn, or by a thigh or by a shirt-flap or whatever. In others, the penis itself is rubbed out or blurry or something. Yamane-sensei's work is not like that. Not.

*temptation to post such a pic rising*
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*temptation continues, damn my evil self*
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Shit, you know me, I can never resist temptation. So, there.





*evil grin*

Anyway, just a note, all these pics come linkless, since the manga uploaders no longer exist. This is why most pics have awful quality - downloading takes a lot out... All art belongs to Ayano Yamane, 'course.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Sympathy for the Devil


----Note: I’ll refer to Lucifer as “him” to avoid confusion, though angels are sexless----

----Note to friends: a lot of things written below don’t apply to you, but to the rest of humanity, okay? Okay? Don’t be mad??----


Puss-in-boots, from Shrek




Okay, here goes: reasons I totally dig Lucifer.


Lucifer, by arktiari at deviantart



1-
Both me and him, we got daddy issues. Nothing that can’t be solved by a .44 to dad’s head in my case. In Luce’s, it’s a bit more difficult, poor sod…


Bullet pic from Wikipedia, God pic from rediff.com


2-
We are firstborn and were expected to be a shiny beacon of propriety and the heirs of tradition. You know how that one worked out for Luce. It’s exactly the same for me.


3-
We got brothers we simply adore, ones that are the beloved of our parents. (Mika and my own brother, take a bow!)



Protector, by feimo at deviantart

4-We are both rebels. Rules and restrictions are there to be smashed under our booted heels, pissed upon and left behind in a steaming heap.

5
-We are proud, arrogant, willful, self-reliant pricks.

6-
We are quite devious. Good actors. Accomplished liars.

7-
Good in listening, recognizing hearts, figuring out weaknesses and exploiting them for our own purposes.

8
-Sadistic, cold, cruel when it pleases us. Appearances may be deceptive. A lot.



So, that’s why at this test I got 95% match with Satanism and at this one I turned out, yes, you guessed it, Satan.


Look, speaking as the Dark Overlord that I am, I got no interest in your souls. I can use them for nothing, so you can keep 'em if you want ‘em. I got no interest in human blood or animal blood either, eeeeewwww, people, I’m a vegetarian for fuck’s sake. And I don’t care if you have sex amongst yourselves or not, go ahead if you feel like it. You won’t gain anything from me, but if you want me to watch…can I bring popcorn?


I am a highly accommodating being. Just do as you please. I’ll accept it or kill you for it. And I’ll do so according to my whim. Isn’t that a lot more honest and simple than making up all those rules and commandments?




*Sympathy for the Devil is a fave song from Rolling Stones, watch it here if you wanna*

Monday, July 20, 2009

If you meet me, have some courtesy...

(I totally keep the right of using "Sympathy for the Devil" in more than one posts)

Yesterday was, in its most part, a horrible, painful, annoying day.

I woke up at 11:00, having slept for four hours, when a "friend" called my cell to ask me out for coffee and so hand me my invite for her wedding. We arranged to meet at 13:00. Slept a half-hour more, made coffee, went in for a shower. She was ringing my doorbell at 12:05, then called 25 times - no joke - on my cell and 10 more on my home line in the space of five minutes.
I rinsed off, called her back. In between, she had gone back to the place she was staying - a ten-minute-walk from mine. She decided 13:00 was now too early. But she was hungry. Maybe some lunch together?
I'm an accommodating fellow. Sure, I said, would 14:00 be okay?
Or maybe for coffee later? was the musing answer. Just get yourself dressed, stay at home and wait and, when I'm ready, I'll ring and come pick you up...

...People... Am I just being weird? Is it just that I'm a fucking controlling bastard? 'Cause at that line, I saw red. No, no, I saw red. My claws came out. My lips pulled back from my teeth. My bristles stood up at my nape.


image in www.firstpeople.us


I did mention I am a control freak, right? I very calmly - while clawing through my walls - told her that I had plans for the evening. Which I had. I belong to a committee and we had arranged to meet - more of that in another post, probably.

-"Really? You actually have other plans?" was the answer. Just imagine the voice showing the deepest amount of honest surprise.

...Right... Gimme a minute here... Breathe in... Breathe out... And in... And out...

-"Yeah, I do, so..."
-"Then let's meet in the evening."
-"I have to go to the commitee meeting..."
-"Oh, yeah, right..."
-"Shall we meet for lunch, then?"
-"...."
-"Will you be able to make it around 14:00?"
-"Yeah, okay, I suppose I'll have to, won't I."

We met. She ordered a salad, then called the waiter to explain in length why that salad was just not right for her - it was too sweet, not salty, if she wanted sweet she would have gone to a pastry shop, apparently - then ate it all, moaning how very wrong it was at every bite. And regaled me to an account of her wedding preparations - in detail.

Did I mention that I had a raging migraine since I had woken up and during this whole time?

There are few things - if any - more important to me than being polite. I may be a Dark Overlord and all, I may lust after your souls, but I will fucking say please and thank you while comsuming them. And pet you and smile and serve and listen to what you have to say before that.

I'll be in this world for a short period of time. The only way to make it bearable for myself and for others is kindness, politeness, tolerance. Even if it's just an act. Even if in reality my head is splitting open from pain, or even if I want to scream, or curse, or bust my fists through the walls in anger... *

That habit of hers of embarrassing waiters, cleaners or any whose job is to serve, by the way, is like a trademark. She does it all the time. She thinks "It's my money, so you're my bitch". I put quotes on the word friend at the top, because I can consider noone who does this a true friend. For me, the less you know someone, the more sensitive to their feelings you should be.

I listened to everything she said with interest. I smiled and laughed. I hugged her goodbye and kissed her cheek and wished her the best.
A fucking hypocrite is right. And also feeling bitter and all gothic right now. I'm stopping with the philosophy, before I start writing fucking poetry, 'kay?



* not applicable if you hurt my friends - then I'll end you...

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Tarot decks!

This is totally, completely random, it's 03:56 am, I should go to bed, but I gotta write this!

I found the perfect tarot decks for me! Oh, wow, I didn't even know I would find something so right!

I have wanted to buy a deck for some time now, viewing it more as a pastime and an artistic item - I love the pictures, even in normal cards, and I get disappointed if the drawing is too plain or too common - than a fortune-telling device, I mean come on, the future is clear: death and destruction for mankind, muahahaha!

So, tonight, after feeding my pets (my Facebook pets, that is), I googled "tarot decks" and the first result was this site.
I was dizzy with choice, made to close the tab, then said "What the hell, might as well go alphabetically and search them all" - yes, yes, masochistic, I know, bring your whips next time, I'll be the one wearing the leather collar...
And, lo and behold, at the letter "m" I found... *drum roll*

The Magic Manga Tarot deck







aaand...

The Manga Tarot deck








Heaven... I'm in heaven,
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak


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Cheek to cheek, by Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers

and I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we're out togeth....

....Heaven?! Aaaarrrghhhh!!


Thursday, July 9, 2009

YouTube sucks...

...balls and I don't mean in a good way. A good way would be like this:


Asami Ryuuichi, Finder series, by Ayano Yamane


(though that's actually licking and not sucking per se)

Let's explain.

First off, I am, to begin with, a huge fan of YouTube. I have watched nearly 7000 videos over the time I've been online - not terribly long, bought laptop just months ago - mostly music, anime and manga scanlations made by fans into videos. I have left comments. I have rated. I have made friends from different countries with similar interests to mine. Have sworn at people - not the thing with your hand over your heart, the "you stupid motherfucker" thing. Have added videos to my favourites, have made playlists, have subscribed to accounts.

It has always been understood (I mean by me) that YouTube caters to a wide - really wide - range of interests, for example I would only go near something like this kicking, screaming profanities and talking in tongues saying "Our name is Legion". It works for some. It's cool by me. I won't watch it. I won't rate it. I won't comment it. I will not fucking flag it.

Ah, yes, flaggers. People who never met me, will never meet me, will never know me, but who nonetheless know what I don't need in my life and do me the service of removing the said offensive item from my path. Do-gooders. For-the-sake-of-our-young, the-preservation-of-our-future, God-is-on-our-side sorta people (I'll write a post aaaaall about them one day)...

And what do these people do? For example, they find a video with adult content, namely something like this


video


and flag it. A warning is placed, underaged cannot access it. So far, so good... Then they flag it again. And again. And the YouTube admins - or whachamacallits - suspend the account.




(Jules, babe, I'm so fucking sorry)

My favourites' list has been edited countless times, since vids and accounts are constantly removed. My friends' work goes down the drain. It is a nuisance, a violation and it really, really pisses me off... My pet would now warn you to run for cover.

The people uploading have posted over-18 warnings. Homosexual content warnings ('cause it's evil, you know, God has clearly decreed the nether entrance be used strictly for holy purposes, namely to shit...and, occassionally, fart - you can't just do as you please, boy). Plus "I don't own the manga or the music" notices. But still. Not fucking enough.

I heard this song in such a video


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Enter, by Within Temptation


Within Temptation's is not the type of music I would normally listen to - I'm a blues, classic rock, prog fan myself. Therefore, I would never look for it in a store. I watched the video. I heard the music. I now own a couple of CDs. Have posted a link on Facebook. Clearly a loss for the artist...

Most of the manga I own I first found on YouTube - their anime, OVAs or scanlations. That incudes one of my top favourites, Loveless by Yun Kouga.



So, what's the excuse? Is there one? Think, YouTube. How about it? How about asking us? And how about leaving us the fuck alone (man, I have a serious problem with "authority" - hey, every Dark Overlord should)...

Ranted my black heart out... Feel better now... Bed?

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Cigarette ban and the story of cool...

---Note: Ban on smoking in public places effective in my country as of today---

So, today they called us at work.
- "No smoking at all, not even in the kitchen" (which was our foggy den so far)
- "So... We'll just go outside for a smoke?"
- "No, if you do, the office will look like a high-school, smokers hanging outside"
- "So... What will we do?"
- "Not smoke"
- "....."

...Right... Today all of us displayed marvelous altruistic sides:
- "Uhh... I'm just going to the corner store, for some...water, yes, water, anyone need anything?"
- "Oh, hold on, I'll help you carry the...bottles"
- "Right. Thanks. 'Cause they're heavy...yeah"
If the bottles were nowhere on sight when they returned, noone said anything. They had obviously already drank it all and the smell of smoke - well, you know how pollution is these days...

Ah, my first cigarette! Let me get all teary-eyed with nostalgia... I remember it as if it were yesterday (it was a year ago), when inspired by this sexy fellow from the Finder manga series,


Asami Ryuuichi, by Ayano Yamane



I got up, got dressed, went to the corner store - at 01:30 - got a pack and then smoked my very first cig. I immediately loved the smell, the bitter taste, the slight high, everything about it really...
What brand did I pick? That was easy. I wanted to be a cowboy when I was younger, and so, watching cigarette ads on the telly (yes, I'm that old, dammit), I knew already it would always be Marlboro Reds...


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Marlboro Man, by mediazoosx

Wanna find out what's the brand for you? Check this out.

Being the controlling, seme freak that I am, I have not (so far) allowed myself more than 2 cigarettes/day. But that's not the point. I love it. I've made my pet a second-hand smoke addict. I think cigarettes are cool (political correctness has nothing to do with this blog).
Yeah, they're COOL. Can you imagine any of these fellows sucking on mints or chewing straws instead of chomping on cigars and cigarettes?


Wolverine, in photobucket


John Constantine, in photobucket

Hellboy, in photobucket


Jesse Custer (aka Preacher), in photobucket


Nope. Exactly.
And what about age-old traditions of flirting, like
-"Got a light, babes?"



*puuuufffff*



*swoon*

Seishirou (smoker) and Subaru, X-1999



*sigh*

Anyway, a friend has recently quit smoking, another one is seeking help to do the same, yet another one is thinking about it. You know I love you all, you guys, and I'll be rooting for you. From outside. In the drizzle. Huddled together with Wolverine, Seishirou, Asami and co, coughing and hacking out phlegm...

*puuuuuuffffff*