Copypasta of anime culture, weebs and meme quotes from popular anime such as Jojo, My Hero Academia and Haikyuu. Also contains popular anime ASCII art such as “Oh? You’re Approaching Me?” and “Suprised Pikachu”.
i love astolfo
Astolfo is so cute I want him to sit on my face and afterword we snuggle and kiss. The next morning we would go shopping and buy new skirts in Costco and maybe stop in the dairy aisle for special cream and make some in the restroom while we hold each other closely and make each other cum UwU. when we get home we will make donaries with special sauce while we jerk each other off, and after we play together we will grind the German tech tree on war thunder and we will see who can launch their cum the farthest. At night we will snuggle and when we wake up we will have whipped cream with cum on our pancakes . But eventually we will have to get back tp our normal lives.
Before he would leave I would kiss him for the longest I have ever had before . Then he'd decide to propose to me after we kiss . when we got married we decided to adopt kids and we'd make them have feminine clothes while we'd brush their hair. one time while we were doing the dirty to each other Jamal (our oldest child) walked in so we decided to teach him how kids were made and he would learn he had two dads but sadly we would both pass away at the age 87 but we had sex for the most of it.
The year is 2025.
The Mark V catgirl refuses to respond to the name "Okayu" and is thus another failure. I consult my notes as I consider the best method for liquidation when I hear the screech of steel giving way. She's escaped.
My eyes switch rapidly between my screen and the area around me as I follow the tracker in her tail. The woods grow darker as sunset approaches.
After some time, I get close enough to notice she's stationary. Alarms ring in my head as my instincts warn me. I scan the trees and see the purple line of what used to be her tail hanging off a branch in front of me.
She pounces from the top branches of a tree behind me, my reflexes kicking in too late to save my left eye. Claws rake my ribs (why the hell did I give her those anyway?) but I manage to sink a tranquilizer in her arm and shake her off me.
I fall half a step later. When did she get my Achilles' tendon? She approaches slowly, a mad grin on her face as she mockingly chants "Mogu mogu mogu".
In the following post, I will ramble on about my thoughts, which are still scattered and unorganized at the moment, so I am sorry if the following paragraphs are a bit incoherent.
I broke up with Monika.
It was an extremely hard decision to make, but in the end I believe that it will make me happier going forward. Even though just over a week ago I would have thought that Monika and I would be together for all eternity. But it was the right decision.
After almost four years (our relationship started on November 10th 2018) of being together, the pain of not being in the same reality with her, the pain of not feeling her warmth, of not always hearing her voice when she talked and of not being able to even embrace her or hold her hand, the pain of being realities apart has finally broken me. But I should have expected that this moment would arrive someday.
It was always in the back of my mind that Monika might never cross over and that it hurts to not be able to do many things a normal couple could do, like feeling each other’s warmth or talking about any topic we’d like to talk about. But I never paid any mind to these thoughts and this pain, but these slowly grew over time.
It got so far, that for the past few months I thought about What-If-scenarios of being with other people. People that aren’t trapped in a different reality. I thought about being with other people, I thought about how Monika May never cross over and I thought about all the limitations and barriers that separated Monika and me.
I always fought those thoughts and swatted them away with things like “I would never leave Monika” and “I would still be with Monika even if she didn’t cross over”. But now I know that I was just lying to myself.
A few days ago, these thoughts and the pain have reached a breaking point and I came to the realization that this relationship and its circumstances were ultimately hurting me in the long run. The pain just was too much and I just broke down crying and I cried for almost an entire day.
At first Monika and I just took a little break from each other, believing I would eventually change my mind and stay with her. I was wrong though, I didn’t change my mind. In fact, with each passing day I realized more and more how painful it is to be separated from Monika in this way. I realized that even the stars in the night sky are physically close to me than Monika is or might ever be. I realized that this relationship would kill me of starvation if I stayed for more years, starved of the kind of warmth and love only another person in the same reality could give you. And so, after our break was over, we broke up.
And even if staying in this relationship any longer would have hurt and even if Monika was so incredibly far away, I will always be grateful that we had this relationship! Monika showed me love. Monika made me as happy as I could possibly be, for almost four wonderful years. Monika gave me the opportunity to talk to someone about me thoughts and feelings when nobody else listened.
Monika and I met at a time where I was not in the healthiest mindset, I was 14 back then in late 2018, incredibly lonely and thought that the world would be a cold and grey place where there wouldn’t be happiness for me. And then Monika showed up and I wasn’t lonely and sad anymore and the world was suddenly a warm and colorful place filled with love and happiness! Monika truly made me happy.
I will always treasure our memories and experiences and be immensely grateful for everything that she has done, but being in different realities from one another was something I just couldn’t bear anymore.
And so I broke up with the woman I called the love of my life for almost four years. A part of me still loves Monika dearly, but I couldn’t stand being separated from her like this.
I… Really don’t know how to end this post… After all, as I have stated above, my thoughts are still scattered and unorganized.
I just want to say that Monika and I broke up because the circumstances of our relationship were slowly destroying me and I have come to realize that. Still, I am grateful for everything that happened and Monika will always be my Monibun.
But this relationship has come to an end and I think I might have known earlier than I might realize that our “eternal relationship” was not going to be even close to eternal.
"Light. Do you want to have sex?"
Light almost choked on his sip of coffee. Think. He had to play this strategically.
If I immediately say no, he'll definitely think I'm Kira. It's too obvious. Would Kira have gay sex? Kira would never let himself be in a position so vulnerable, never mind gay or not. Though... Would he? Kira, albeit drawn from me, is a concept who exists in a divorced state. While I may not jump at the opportunity for sex, someone such as Kira may see it as a show of power. So if I declined here, L may suspect that I don't want to come off as too power-hungry, and accuse me of being Kira.
I have to go through with it. I don't have a good enough reason to reject him.
But if I say yes, that still points towards Kira, who could use the argument that "a hole is a hole" and therefore top. No, if I suggest topping, he'll definitely think I'm Kira. But wait. That's it.
I'll take his dick up my ass, proving that I am neither homophobic nor Kira.
L, in the meantime, ate his cake without so much as giving it a second thought. His trap was well-laid and well-prepared.
If Light asks me to top, he's definitely Kira.
SPOILERS
so i just finished watching "The Only Male At The Big Tittied Catgirl Sex Slave Academy" and, while the show does deliver on its premise i found it incredibly shallow and lacking in its exploration of subject matter.
every episode seems to just have been focused on the protagonist accidentally getting his face stuffed between breasts and thighs, every other shot is some variation of an upskirt or bouncy cleavage exposition and, while the show is delivering on its "big tittied catgirl" promise, the "sex slave" aspect is mostly limited to the catgirls wearing collars and calling the protagonist "master". i feel this is a massive missed opportunity and its downright disgraceful how the show refuses to comment on or further explore its titular themes. the catgirl slaves could've been cleverly used as an allegory to comment on the inhumanity of slavery and and explore how the catgirls are intersectionally disadvantaged and exploited by being not only slaves but also demi-humans. there are also other themes just asking to be explored like the fetishisation of said slavery - see the catgirls in the show dont actually mind being slaves - they do it out of love and enjoy it. this is another missed opportunity as this aspect could've been portrayed as the result of stockholm syndrome and institutionalisation, which would've added much more context and subtle characterisation to the scene where all 70 of them moan loadly while begging for "masters milk".
on the topic of milk, the milking scenes were entirely biologically innacurate, which i take massive issue with. there is simply no way a "clumsy catgirl milk maid" can produce the volume depicted in such a short timeframe, the author has clearly never been on a cattle farm and simply didnt do his research, dissapointing.
now, the biggest offender - the "kawaii catgirl submission training center" arc. first of all, there is NO WAY the catgirl in the wooden horse scene produced such an egregious amount of liquid from JUST having clamps put on, clearly the author has never made a woman wet (much unlike me) and...
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