today at work i rung up a customer and the total was 12.30 and i said ā12:30, reminds me of a clock :)ā and they kind of smiled at me with confusion and i was like ālike the time on a clock, just reminds me of itā¦ 12:30ā and they said āi have no idea what youāre talking aboutā¦ā with an expression of supreme pity and gentleness. after that was finished i turned to my coworker next to me and said āi just bombed so hard with this clock commentā and then realized the customer hadnāt moved and was still standing right next to me. if my fate continues down this path, the customer will probably read this tumblr post as well
So I finally cut an audio to songs from the amazing devil concert. Thanks to the best @youangelheart for sharing it!!!š«¶š»š«¶š»
The Amazing Devil- live 29.05.2026 - Google Drive
Tell me immediately if everything works cuz im terrible IT guy (im surprised thats i managed to cut it) All the files are mp3 so they're good for cd and etc. Enjoy guysš
I am begging casting directors to stop casting brown eyed people and then Forcing them to have blue eyes!!!!
I just got back from the He-Man movie and was furious when I saw they cast two of the most beautiful women with the most soulful, amazing, expressive, brown eyes (Camila Mendes and Morena Baccarin) but put flat blue contacts on them. Their eyes are so captivating as is and I doubt it would have ruined the essence of their character if they had brown eyes.
Are we so afraid admitting we cast two women of color for these characters that we have to pander to and fool our audience by giving them unnatural blue eyes?
Iām just sick of contacts, I think. There is something about changing an actors eyes, the window to the soul, for no discernible reason. It feels like the designers or casting directors or whoever saying, āsorry but we made this choice but weāll give you a flat veneer if it will make you happy.ā
It doesnāt help a single scene and it takes me out of it. I felt the same with the Ahsoka show which I just finished. I believe two questions can exist at the same time- does it matter so much to any character that their eyes are blue that you must cover them with cheap lenses (because Ahsokaās were almost grey and very off putting in my opinion), AND if the eye color matters that much, why did you not seek out an actor with that eye color.
It feels like studios want ādiversity pointsā but donāt want to admit they are seeking them??? Natural eyes are so beautiful no matter what shade and even some tinted lenses or higher quality may work slightly better but no matter what it feels like a sad compromise to the worst of opinion. Did anyone really care about eye color so much that they would rather sacrifice a real look than see a previously blue eyed character have brown eyes in one adaptation???
Psych is such a weird show bc in a lot of ways it's constantly asking, "can you forgive your father? even tho he could never forgive you, can you forgive him?" and the thing he could never forgive you for was not meeting his exact very specific expectations. And the answer keeps being yes you can, because not doing so is worse. You tried and it hurt more. You tried and it made you more miserable. You forgive him because he's all you have most of the time, and its somehow less complicated than whatever you have going on with your mom. You can forgive him but you can't forget, and then one day he realizes that he was wrong and there was nothing he should have taken as a slight about you, but you both just never acknowledge this paradigm shift in your relationship bc it'd be more awkward then fighting again for the millionth time. So things get better but you never say why, you never acknowledge it unless forced and somehow you forgive him more than your mom who you were never even half as mad at.
But also it's about breaking and entering into sea world and making a janitor think you killed your best friend so you can escape, it's about gaslighting your coworkers into thinking you are the dumbest man alive, it's about only closing a mystery when it's as funnt as possible and making sure everyone else around you is as baffled as possible. It's about childhood and nostalgia and growing up in the most chaotic way you can. It's about people being killed with a t-rex skull, it's about slapstick and committing to the bit and being the silliest messiest bisexual on tv in 2006-2014.
It's about a son and his father and forgiveness and somehow also they are in a circus tent trying to find out why a corpse was launched from a cannon. And also there's an extended musical episode that makes it onto my personal Spotify year after year
I am so utterly fascinated by āSakiā, the 18-year-running mahjong manga in which you, the reader, become gradually, frog-boilingly aware (over the course of nearly two decadesā worth of mahjong tournaments) that none of these girls are wearing underwear and most of their boobs are slowly expanding.
I need you to understand that I have, like, an anthropological level fascination with this comic. From the perspective of someone who is also a comic artist and writer, two things delight me about it:
the fact that I understand completely how an artist gets from āthe fans can have a little hint of skirted asscheekā to āthe pussy is completely out on center pageā over the course of 18 years; and
the way in which the pussy being out is treated by the characters and diegesis as being utterly unremarkable.
Okay. Point 1. The frog-boiling.
Let me put this in perspective for you. There was already a meme about how the characters in āSakiā donāt wear underwear when I was in middle school. I am thirty now. Okay? And itās still going.
In the time since, this has stopped being a joke. It is now indisputable canon. This is not because anyone outright says it at any point. Itās because the underwear ran out of places to hide. Iām obsessed with this thought: somewhere in the over 20 volumes of āSakiā, there is a panel in which underwear was objectively deconfirmed. And it would be so hard to figure out where that panel actually is. Maybe the artist didnāt even realize it when she drew it! The frog? Boiling!!
And of course there is also the breast expansion. I donāt know how to put a spin on this. They are just expanding. Like, this happens a lot with artists: you define a character as being, in your mind, āthe one with the big boobsā, and over the years you emphasize that trait further and further so that the signal doesnāt get lost in the noise. Itās just that normallyāin like a wildly popular manga series about mahjong published by literally Square Enix, for exampleānormally there would be a point at which the boobs stopped getting bigger. Like, an editor would step in or something. Or you would get to the point where you cannot draw the character in the same panel as her mahjong tiles without her breasts spilling over the tiles, and youād go, āWell, this is now untenable.ā
That did not happen. There is no ceiling. The frog is soup.
Point 2. The complete and utter mundanity of all of this.
Itās like this, okay: thereās no shortage of trashy ecchi manga out there. Thereās a million other comics doing wildly bawdier things with wildly more improbable bishoujos.
The vibe with āSakiā is different.
Itās hard to explain this, but it feels like the world of the comic is fundamentally uninterested in the fanservice happening on the page. I cannot describe it as āleeringā, because I cannot conceive of a person in the story from whose point of view one would leer. I think the artist is probably into itāI canāt imagine anyone is making her do thisābut āSakiā the comic has no opinion on the matter.
There are essentially no male characters in āSakiā. Like, there was one guy? Kind of? At the very beginning? But he is gone now. They put him back in the toybox. He does not exist. It appears to be some level of canonical that in the world of āSakiā, almost all humans are women. Those women are sometimes romantically into each other. According to comments the artist has made on Twitter (which I cannot source), they have lesbian baby technology, so itās no problem. Itās so much not a problem that the story is about mahjong, instead of any of that.
So, like, the fiction here appears to be this: this is the, like, meta-narrative of the fanservice of āSakiā, right: itās just normal that they donāt wear underwear and their boobs are arbitrarily big. Itās been normal. It was normal before the story of the manga began. Itās just how things are. Nobody bats an eye about it, and if they do, itās in sort of a lesbian kind of way so like whatās the problem, we love lesbians here. This is literally normal for girls.
The fanservice simply diffuses into this all-encompassing aura of disembodied, ambient sluttiness. The framing of the panels demands you acknowledge it, and the story demands you already be over it, because itās mahjong time now, and weāre playing mahjong.
Do you get??? why Iām so fascinated??? Are you not a little enraptured???
Anyway, I have no idea how to end this weird post. I guess the conclusion is that women stay winning????
I have so many questions... How does one SUSPECT a manga character isn't wearing underwear? Like, sure, boobs are front and center amd you can see them get bigger panel by panel but how does this work for panties? Are there just that many upskirt shots?
Also how do you keep a manga about Mahjong going for 18 years, what??
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