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It's my 17 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
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Renta Reads
Making my way slowly thru the Renta titles I bought recently. I finished Notes on Springtide which was very cute. I started Plumping Him Up but I keep stopping bc I really hate the ml. He's an ass and keeps fat-shaming the mc (even though he's fat, he just works from home). The synopsis makes you think its a cute story about a guy buying baked goods for his neighbor with sweettooth. But nope the dude basically manipulates the neighbor into having sex with him as a workout so he can earn the sweets that he brings him. And he's really annoying and pushy about it. And the mc just lets him do whatever. But he literally says on the first page that he's a pushover. That only gets clearer the longer I read. And I'm only on Ch2.
I put Plumping Him Up on hold to read The Yakuza and the Widower. So it was an entertaining read to say the least. Nothing anyone does is logical but when is bl ever logical? A widowed man with young daughter is confronted by loan sharks after his wife's funeral. Apparently his wife had taken out a huge loan which then led her to sex work to try and pay it off but then died accidently. Her husband obviously knew nothing about this. The creditor then forces the poor man to pay off the debt with his own body. So he comes over every night to collect his payment. The gangster does occasionally show a sweet side and is nice to the man's daughter. The man starts to fall in love with the gangster bc of course he does. It's revealed the two man actually went to the same high school and the then delinquent turned gangster had been in love with the man back then even though they didnt really know each other. And he used the debt as an excuse to sleep with him bc yes that makes total sense after over 20 years of never seeing or hearing from the guy
Also the widower has a stalker. A stalker that bugged his apartment and would leave care packages outside his door. The stalker knows about his arrangement with the gangster. But nothing happens to the stalker even after the gangster catches and threatens him. He still hangs around the mc like nothing ever happened. Anyway everyone lives happily ever after lol. It wasnt a great read but it wasnt terrible.
Last surviving member of her clan tries to make it home before demons come out at night.
I was like what is this is at first. It's Samurai Champloo meets Afro- Samurai throw in some Demon Slayer and your bad ass auntie not taking any shit from nobody.
I love the fusion of culture. Well-done sushi took me all the way out. I kinda wanna try collard green miso and takoyaki hush puppies.
It's a bit graphic but when katana are involved it's hard for it not to be. While parts of it are funny and Sistah Samurai is damn snarky but it also deals with grief and shame and that feeling of carrying weight that's way too heavy to hold. The internal and external battles you face as a Black Woman told in a fantasy type world. I very much enjoyed this Sistah's tale. I will try to pick up the sequel as well
Synopsis: Ijeoma comes of age as her nation does; born before independence, she is eleven when civil war breaks out in the young republic of Nigeria. Sent away to safety, she meets another displaced child and they, star-crossed, fall in love. They are from different ethnic communities. They are also both girls. When their love is discovered, Ijeoma learns that she will have to hide this part of herself. But there is a cost to living inside a lie.
Notes: both heartbreaking and hopeful. Something as simple and innocent as young love is turned into something shameful and dangerous when held up under the lens of tradition and religion. The guilt drilled into Ijeoma by her mother's repetition of Bible verses calling her and people like her abominations leads her into a loveless and eventually resentful marriage
Even decades later she and her lover cannot live openly as a couple. The people closest to them know yet the threat of being ostracized is very real and very dangerous. It's sad but there are also the inklings of the younger generations becoming more tolerant and open minded and hopefully the Nigeria Ndidi dreams of where people are free to live and love out loud will become a reality.
Synopsis: Ijeoma comes of age as her nation does; born before independence, she is eleven when civil war breaks out in the young republic of Nigeria. Sent away to safety, she meets another displaced child and they, star-crossed, fall in love. They are from different ethnic communities. They are also both girls. When their love is discovered, Ijeoma learns that she will have to hide this part of herself. But there is a cost to living inside a lie.
Notes: both heartbreaking and hopeful. Something as simple and innocent as young love is turned into something shameful and dangerous when held up under the lens of tradition and religion. The guilt drilled into Ijeoma by her mother's repetition of Bible verses calling her and people like her abominations leads her into a loveless and eventually resentful marriage
Even decades later she and her lover cannot live openly as a couple. The people closest to them know yet the threat of being ostracized is very real and very dangerous. It's sad but there are also the inklings of the younger generations becoming more tolerant and open minded and hopefully the Nigeria Ndidi dreams of where people are free to live and love out loud will become a reality.
Was randomly thinking about how there's not a ship I'm obsessed with enough to read fics about anymore. It's kinda sad.
Can't even remember the last time I opened ao3
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Finished Saye vol 3. This volume has some of my favorite moments of the story. Jiang Cheng's commentary for the hurdling, Gu Fei calling Jiang Cheng "boyfriend" for the first time, the birthday surprise. There are some tragic moments but it's mostly just filled with sweetness.
There's still a ways to go but I'm already bracing myself for the separation. The fan translation stopped before they completely reconciled so I'm really looking forward to the reading the continuation of their story.
*slightly spoilery*
Finished Saye vol 3. This volume has some of my favorite moments of the story. Jiang Cheng's commentary for the hurdling, Gu Fei calling Jiang Cheng "boyfriend" for the first time, the birthday surprise. There are some tragic moments but it's mostly just filled with sweetness.
There's still a ways to go but I'm already bracing myself for the separation. The fan translation stopped before they completely reconciled so I'm really looking forward to the reading the continuation of their story.
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It's my 16 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
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I remember a few weeks ago on shawol twt, someone had retweeted a video of Jonghyun doing one of his sexier songs, like Moon or Cocktail or smth and commented “jonghyun cock” on it as a joke, and a non-shawol got mad at them bc they felt like that was disrespectful to speak of the dead like that.
Shawol twt promptly lost their damn MINDS abt it, and prececded to get the man trending by tweeting abt how sexy he and his music was, and the whole thing remains the funniest shit I’ve ever seen in my life bc shawols are funny as fuck and petty as hell when u really get them going.
But what was really fascinating, was the underlying point buried underneath all the crass comments and jjong fancams. Which is Shawols insistence that people stop telling them how they should interact with him and his legacy.
I’ve made no secret of it on this blog that I hate what I used call “hollywood bullshit” but now simply call “idol bullshit”. The crux of my soap box is this: Hollywood romanticizes celebrities who died young, especially of overdose, accidents, or suicide, so that it doesn’t have to take responsibility for the role the Hollywood system played in their deaths. A few examples would be the 27 club, Marilyn Monroe, James Dean, and River Phoenix. I’ve been passionate abt this for a long time.
But the thing abt the people I focus on, like River, is that they have been dead for 20+ years. Their legacy is settled, and in some ways there’s nothing more tragic. They are remembered for dying young, because that’s what Hollywood chose to focus on. People remember tragedy. It’s often the only thing people know about them.
So, from an objective standpoint, it has been very interesting to watch that battle over legacy play out in real time. I remember when the news broke about Jonghyun, and how I saw him trending on Tumblr and clicked on it. I read abt how a guy from SHINee had died, and although I was not into kpop, I had a very very good friend who was. I immediately contacted her, because I had remembered her talking at length about SHINee. And I scrolled through the tag. I read articles. I posted on Facebook, even, “another bright young thing dead at 27, when will we learn?”
But even then, Shawols were taking control of the narrative. I remember y’all saying that ppl shouldn’t talk like he kept it all inside and nobody knew. He spoke openly about his mental health, y’all insisted, he was a real advocate for things that mattered. He wasn’t sad all the time.
And when they did the concert in February. God. The images and gifs of SHINee dressed in white, flanking that microphone, will haunt me until the day I die. That was over a year before I got into SHINee. I got into them, finally, this August.
And what I found here, and what I’ve observed, has really changed the way I interact with celebrities who die young. It made me realize that I, too, was focusing on the wrong things. To y’all, he is still very much with us, and you talk about everything but his death. SHINee really is still five, because you haven’t let him become a tragedy. You talk about the vast diversity of his music, his talents and skills, his words and his love. The way he loved you, the way he loved his members and family, the way he loved Roo. Like all of us, Jonghyun was more than one thing, and Shawols have worked hard to keep him alive in your hearts as the wonderfully complex human being that he was. And every time people try to reduce him to just that one day, you fight for him. You refuse to let people turn him into tragedy porn. You stand up for his legacy and say, No. Here’s who Jonghyun was, and it is more than just that one moment.
I have never seen or heard of anything like it. It’s beautiful. And it’s what he deserves.
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