A Few Days Ago I Started Watching Daria And Now I've Found Out That Walls In Her Room Are Covered By

A few days ago I started watching Daria and now I've found out that walls in her room are covered by soft panels just like the floor in Ron's apartment👀

Is it like an intp thing or just a coincidence I don't know

But I can't stop thinking that they both would be glad to live in here

(also this is another proof to Ron being insane theory)👁️👄👁️

Seeing Aji-san voicing Hijikata in Blue Wolves of Mibu fuels my thing about Shinsengumi!Totomaru LMAO

HELP I HATE HOW I KEEP MASHING MY INTERESTS TOGETHER

While I haven't read the manga for Ao no Miburo, I have been a huge fan of Hakuouki for years now... So here goes nothing

Totomaru owes a lot to the Shinsengumi. Being a lowly ronin that he is, he was scouted by them and gave him a home and a purpose - to protect the bakufu.

But now that Japan is opening up its borders, their lives are slowly changing. The shogunate's hold on power is slowly weakening as it is, but Toto is determined to serve his role even if he's not particularly good at the sword. (He is, but he doesn't think too much of himself)

With the shogunate being in a panic, they began experimenting on how one could increase the physical strength of someone, and the Shinsengumi were the experimental subjects.

You could argue that the medicine worked, but unfortunately, it turned them into blood sucking monsters. They weren't called the Wolves of Mibu for nothing, but even then, he was determined to do his job that he has sworn to do, even if it was getting more and more of a chore to keep his own consciousness. He would end up repeatedly hurting himself to distract him from his own blood loss only to be disappointed that he would heal just almost immediately.

One day, Kondo himself called upon Toto, and assigned him a job. He was to keep tabs about this person named Ron Kamonohashi as he was being suspected of being an imperialist, and could be an instrument to completely destroy the shogunate, and his orders were if he were to suspect that Ron is against the shogun, he would have to kill him.

But Ron, as eccentric as he is, was actually an Oni - the original article on where he was based, and there was honestly no way to kill Ron. He's effectively immortal, except without the insane bloodlust that Totomaru is suffering from and Ron honestly doesn't give a fuck about the shogun nor the empire.

The same couldn't be said for his family, however. When the borders had opened, they managed to secure allegiances overseas and they were planning to control Japan from the shadows, and as Japan enters a state of upheaval, the two of them become friends then lovers as they both just try to live their not normal lives.

So it's like the assassin trope thing but you fall in love with your target LMAO

Also, drinking Ron's blood suppresses Toto's bloodlust.

EVERYONE GIMME AN ALBUM U REALLY LIKE AND PASS IT ON PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

I'll go first, 666 by Aphrodite's Child :)

@leahandherstuff @lichenstone @sotalia-fluviatilis @field-cryptobotanist @forflightlessbirds @bat-luun @theoneandonlywinnie

can I be so real with you. can I be honest. totally aside from the moral panic about women on booktok being """porn addicts""" because they're reading erotica, I think it's so fucking goofy when people act as if there needs to be some kind of societal reckoning with how tiktok books "aren't very good." like, okay? they're commercial products mass produced for entertainment. tiktok didn't invent that; you're going to have to take it up with pulp magazines and dime novels and comic books. you guys would throw up if you found out about Fanny Hill.

A day in a life of RonToto: Germany & France (Part 1)

RonToto after their Vienna sojourn are finding themselves in Germany and for a while in France: (from top left) an old house and now a five-star hotel in Colmar, the St. Martin’s Cathedral, a boat ride along the Ill, at the foot of German poet Friedrich Schiller’s statue, the suite hotel where RonToto stayed, another timber house in Strasbourg, the Residenzschloss in Rastatt, and crashing at the wedding reception in a Stuttgart palace

After we solved the case in Vienna, and bc we did a lot of running here and there, unmasking our rich client’s long-lost lover, who happened to be a stage actor (I will tell the whole story soon, promise), he gifted us train tickets to Baden-Württemberg and the neighboring cities in France.

Ron and I visited the towns of Ludwigsburg, Stuttgart, Strasbourg, stayed a bit longer in Colmar, and then to a quaint little “baroque” city called Rastatt.

Lots of train rides, which fascinated me most of all as Germany and France in this region is only separated by a river in between, the Rhine. But wowza! The number of people who wanted to cross France on our third day was a lot. People were seated on the stairs and the hallways. It would be either be a disaster and a blessing. Just imagine if it were the time of COVID-19. Well, I am not a doctor but a police officer and I dare not to think about the possibility. Japan was in trouble when they pursued hosting the Olympics in 2020. I just read that the water quality of the river Seine was so terrible that they cancelled the triathlon the other day.

Anyway, we crashed a wedding reception in Stuttgart. Was not our intention though. The groom mistook me as a friend from middle school in an international school in Tokyo. Ron was so amused we had been offered a table and got to toast with the newlyweds for the new chapter in their lives. Two young women tried to flirt with Ron, which sort of ruined my day, but became hilarious though. Bc as soon as Ron deduced them they couldn’t wait to get away from him. Heh!

As soon as we reached Colmar while we waited for our hotel suite to be ready, we decided to go for a boat ride along the Ill River that also flows in Strasbourg. Ron was also able to tick a box on his wretched list of what he wanted to do. Want to know what that is? Sitting on top of one of the half-timber roofs and sipping his black sugar. I was so embarrassed but the owner let him get away with it. Lucky him.

On our second and final day in Colmar, there was a scheduled city trip around the town. Colmar is the city that is supposed to be the inspiration for Hayao Miyazaki’s “Howl’s Moving Castle’s” Ingary. It was a charming little town with the half-timber houses. So picturesque. That’s the word I learned from Ron. Stemmed from the 17th century it wormed its way to English language that could mean that the scene resembles a picture, evokes aesthetics and vivid. The old town feels like a museum, but many of them are still used either as a hotel or restaurant or both.

Rastatt is near the famous Baden-Baden. A small town that houses baroque palaces. It was a Monday when we visited it so not too many people were strolling around as museums were closed. Haha! That’s so nice to know.

Ron said we are going to make another stop in Europe until we are back to Tokyo for another client request. This is the first time I heard Amamiya was actually happy on the phone when I talked to her. Though one could never be sure.

Oohhh…