I’ve spent the day wildly swinging between grief and anger. I’m scared for myself, for my friends, for my family, and for strangers. I don’t know what the future holds. I can’t promise anything.
But like hell I’m taking this lying down. I don’t have to accept a damn thing. I don’t have to live in fear. I don’t have to watch this poor excuse of a presidency kill me. I won’t let those bastards take a single thing away from me. Everything I have, I have fucking earned, and I will fight tooth and nail for my rights. For everyone’s. We’re all in the shit now.
It’s okay to be scared, because God help me if I’m not terrified myself. It’s okay to focus on protecting yourself, your friends, and your family. But you need to keep living, even when it’s hard. I’m sorry, but you can’t let them win, not when they’ve won enough already. I’m angry, unbelievably so. I want to lash out, I want to fight, but I don’t think that would help. I don’t know what’s the correct solution. I don’t even know if this post will make a difference.
But what I do know is that we can’t lose our hope or compassion. We have to keep trying, in any way possible. So I say this: Choose a direction, and run. Run faster than anyone that tries to catch you. We will fix whatever we can, throw away what’s broken, and burn away the rest. And from that we’ll salvage what we can for the next generation. We will fight for our right to be happy and safe, and in doing so, we can protect those that will come after us. We will care about them in a way that no one ever cared about us.
We are stronger than anything that has, will, or might kill us. We can do this. We’ll be more than okay-
Generally, sports anime have this certain formula.
High School Kids + National Title (and sometimes some batshit insane moves that can’t be done in real life), basically.
But Yuri!!! On Ice? A breath of fresh air that broke down boundaries like a wrecking ball.
It’s very limited that you see adult protagonists in a sports anime, but here we have Yuuri Katsuki, twenty-four, generally relatable. He has anxiety, he has self-confidence issues and the anime staff addresses each of his issues in such a real and relatable way that I almost forgot it was anime.
The progress of their relationship? The pinning? The awkwardness to the confidence? To the tender looks of just unwavering love and support from both Victor and Yuuri? What I love most is that both Victor and Yuuri are adults and through the season, we’ve seen them talk in their relationship like adults. We didn’t get that frustrating misunderstandings (granted we were given cliffhangers of death twice). I’ve never seen anything so beautiful especially in a sports anime.
The skating? Per-fucking-fect. I love how it was just figure skating and not some add on moves that can’t be done in real life. I love how it was realistic down to the last detail. How we all (to some t ) got our representation.
So yeah, am I in love with Yuri!!! On Ice? You bet I fucking am.
I can breathe because Yuri!!! on Ice wasn’t what I expected, it was more than my expectations and I am pleasantly surprised. I didn’t think I could love something as much as I did with Yuri!!! on Ice And as much as I hate to compare myself to Victor, he’s right. It gave me life and love.
First, I guess I should answer all the questions of people asking if I am okay; I am. I am okay. Thank you so much for the inquiries, I didn’t think I’d be missed so much and that I’d worry anyone. For that I am deeply sorry.
Second, to that lovely anonymous person who’s been messaging me with some lovely day occurrences in Germany, I would like to say thank you to you as well. It is very sweet and it’s always nice to hear these kinds of things. Who knows? If all goes well I may be there early next year.
Now, I guess I should explain my unannounced hiatus. I started taking some German lessons some time back which lasted for three months. It was mostly to learn grammar since I never learned proper German grammar. The classes, on top of work, took a lot of my time.
Besides those things, both my grandpa and my grandma on my father’s side were sick. Considered they’re divorced, my dad was very busy bringing them to and fro the hospital separately. I took a load off my dad by taking charge of bringing my younger siblings to and fro school. It also ended up with a whole lot more babysitting of my baby sister, since this trying time became busier for my usually stay at home mother.
Well… My grandpa’s doing ok. His cancer was caught super early and he is now cancer free and he’s looked healthier than he has in years. I am very happy at this and we even recently celebrated his birthday.
My grandma died last weekend. Her kidney’s been failing for months and she finally went quietly and peacefully last Sunday morning. I’m not looking for sympathy here or nothing… I’m pretty sure my grandmother hated me, anyway. But I guess even if I believe blood ISN’T thicker than water, she was still my grandmother. I’m not sad per se, but it’s not the case for the rest of the family.
I’m just doing my best at this point to be as useful as I can to my family.
It’s not really a big help that I still haven’t been paid in months by my boss, but eh. I’ll be seeing to that soon enough.
I haven’t drawn stuff I like in some time, I haven’t even been watching/reading any anime/manga. (I have been using my free time reading Batman though so…? *shrugs*) Neither Daiya nor Osomatsu has been able to keep my attention as of late and I just… Can’t seem to continue any of my comics.
I know my comics meant something to a bunch of you… But I selfishly also do these comics for me so… I’m sorry if I haven’t felt like picking them back up for months.
…Aaaaaaand that’s my story.
TLDR; I’m okay. Sorry for disappearing and worrying you guys. Thank you for those who inquired about my well being. It really does warm my heart.
On that note, I will also have to confess that you guys will likely not hear from me ‘til maybe in January if I turn myself around. I’m going to America to spend the holidays with relatives (my living grandparents on my mother’s side) this December. And then next year, it might really be off to Germany for me.
i feel like the scene of lukas watching the other gay couples in nyc is like the most important scene in the world
he’s struggling with himself clearly and he’s seeing everything he wants to do and wants to be (with philip) but he can’t. he must feel so weak standing out there in the street while the guy he likes is inside the club unafraid and brave. it’s just a few seconds but we see that struggle and how open he is in those few seconds we see how much he really does want to be ‘that guy’
To all my lovely mutuals and followers or anyone else, PLEASE send me all the Stan & Ford bonding moments; hurt/comfort and just plain shenanigans would be ideal. Please and thank you. I’ve been hit with major feels.