#Raion!Sans

[foxalone]

A Nurse and First-Time Mother jsjs

Underblood belongs to me

Undertale by Toby Fox

[e-icreator23]

Mi found out about Keo and Raion so gave them a flower

Keo and Raion belong to foxalone

[8785533]

**open the door with a kick**

Roseray : Yo i'm here for a medical check up!

Nor!Sans: Hi Rose ^^

Raion: °biting a pacifer°

Raptor: Ouch!!! That hurt Isa T~T ...and mom please dont cry

Agatha: My baby... °crying and hugging Raptor while Isabella healt him°

[randomyaoimoments]

Hello, do you mind if I ask your fav BL based on this categories? But all category must have different BL titles.

Manhua

Manhwa

Manga

Omegaverse

Shounen ai

Younger top

Younger bottom

Seme redflag

Uke redflag

Most greenflag couple

Most redflag couple

Enemies to lovers

Childhood friend to lovers

School life

Thanks if you want to answer.

Hello there! thanks for asking :D to answer your question, Below are my personal favorite BL 😙 Hope you’ll enjoy reading it :D

Manhua :

- Fragile Relationship

Manhwa :

- BJ Alex

- Dangerous Convenience Store

- I Can Hear It Without A Microphone

- Legs Which Cannot Walk

- Perfect Buddy

- Pian Pian

- Rivalry 1

- Semantic Error

- Shutline

- Surge Looking For You

- Sweet Spot

- The Kang’s Yeesu

- The New Recruit

- The Time Between Dog And Wolf

- Walk On Water

Manga :

- Finder Series

- Cherry Magic!

- Dakaretai Otoko Ichii Ni Odosarete Imasu

- Itou-san

- Kiraide Isasete

- Honto Yajuu

- Saezuru Tori Wa Habatakanai

- Sasaki To Miyano

- The Alpha’s Bride

- The Titan’s Bride

Omegaverse :

- Heat And Run

- Kashikomarimashita, Destiny

- Kedamono Arashi series

- Kekkon Shite Kudasai!

- Okusama Wa Alpha

- Ou-sama to Puppy Love

- Remnant : Jujin Omegaverse

- Totsugimasen Kara!

- Usotsuki Na Tsugai

- You Who Wants To Love

Shounen ai :

- Boku-tachi Wa Mada Aoku

- Green Apple Paradise

- Heesu In Class 2

- Kieta Hatsukoi

Younger top

- 17 Seito

- Boku No Mama Chan

- Dou-imo Nara Nai

- Eat Me Up, My Husband

- Honey Bear

- If You Hate Me That Much

- Kore Mo Shigoto Desu

- My Pretty Policeman

- Papa Datte, Shitai

- Seashell Boy

Younger bottom :

- Collar Kiss

- Goodbye Lilac

- Hana Wa Saku Ka

- His Little Amber

- Honey Maple More More Sugar

- Hwanghyeon Text

- Isso Koe Ga Nakattara

- Katekyo!

- Kikoeru?

- Kobi No Kyoujin

- Koi Ga Michitara

- Love Me Doctor!

- Mankai Darling

- My Little Inferno

- On Or Off

- Ou-sama No Koi Asobi

- A Tiger’s Den

- Usagi Otoko Tora Otoko

Seme redflag

- Even If You Don’t Love Me

- Love Jinx

- My Hyung’s Lover

- Roses And Champagne

- Sadistic Beauty BL Sidestory

- Unscented Trajectory

Uke redflag

- Sweet Heart Trigger

Most greenflag couple

- Ouchi E Kaerou : Neko Mimi Omegaverse

- After Staring At The Starry Sky

- First Night With My Beloved

- Mother’s Spirit

- Muri Marriage

- Old-fashioned Cupcake

- Raion Gotoki No Kuni Kara

- Restart Wa Tadaima No Ato De

- Shiba-kun To Shepherd-san

- Tatoeba Konna Koi No Hanashi

- Until I Meet My Husband

Most redflag couple

- Dragless Sex

Enemies to lovers

- Alpha Ga Alpha Wo Daku Houhou

- Anti Alpha

- Fudanshi No Ore Ga Youkya Osananajimi Ni Semarareteru Ken

- I’m Banging My Rival From A Parallel World

- Omae No Koi Wa Ore No Mono

- You Get Me Going

- Megumi And Tsugumi

Childhood friends to lovers :

- Ashita Wa Docchi Da!

- Dekiai Honey Baby

School life :

- Bukiyou Na Silent

- Doushiyou Mo Nai, Boku No Hatsukoi

- Ero Yume Aquarium

- Gosan No Heart

- Hana Tokidoki Kuma

- Hatsukoi Encounter

- Hinekure Chaser

- Houkago No Etude

- I Seriously Can’t Believe You

- Iberiko Buta To Koi To Tsubaki

- Inu Mo Arukeba Koi Ga Hajimaru

- Kawaii Akuma

- Kijima-kun

- Mask Danshi Wa Koishitakunai No Ni

- Nar Kiss

- Yarichin Bitch Club

✌🏻

[another-underfellsans]

Nor!Sans: hi again friend hehe i want to show you somethig , they are Keo and Raion , my childs ^^

Yosa!Sans: sup

*Dear god…lil badasses

*FUCK YEA…also uhhhhh sup

[punipunijapan]

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[repeatingdreamsxoxo]

Iwaoi - Too Late (Hanahaki)

The Gist: Oikawa could have anyone that he wanted... except for one. 

wc: 2k

warnings: ANGST.

(The timeline for this fic is non-linear, sorry in advance for the whiplash!)

---

They used to hold hands. 

He used to know the feel of Iwaizumi's hand- calloused, warm, big- as well as his own. He isn't sure, but he thinks it was around the beginning of middle school that Iwaizumi stopped reaching for his hand on the walk to and from school, or during lunch, or at night while they star gazed. 

Now, Iwaizumi held girls' hands. He was into the small, delicate type of girl. The twig like ones with slender little limbs and long hair, and a small, perky bust. Tall, lean, muscled, strong and male Oikawa Tooru did not fit into that box. 

---

It was in seventh grade, during health class, that Oikawa first learned of the Hanahaki disease. He sat in the desk beside Iwaizumi's, listening with a cocked head as the teacher pointed to the text projected on the board. 

"Moving on to a disease that, today, is almost entirely eradicated... we have the Hanahaki disease. While it used to be more common, today it's only seen in the rarest of cases. How might one have a chance of catching it? Unrequited love. That is to say, loving someone who doesn't love you back. There is no medicinal cure; the only way to survive Hanahaki is to have surgery. Since the disease progress in stages, the sooner you catch it, the better your chances are of a full recovery." 

Oikawa raised his hand. 

"Sensei, what if you can get the person to fall in love with you?"

---

"Iwa-chan!" 

The set sailed elegantly through the air to meet the ace's palm, before smacking through the two person block and onto the opposing side of the court. The nameless opponents from Raion Academy cursed as another point in the practice game went to Seijoh. 

And... Seijoh was at match point. 

Oikawa gave Iwaizumi a victorious smirk. 

Iwaizumi responded by shaking his head, "Oi, they're about to serve. Pay attention, Shittykawa!" 

The match ended with Seijoh's victory, of course. As the other school packed up to leave, Oikawa wiped at his minimal sweat with a towel. Chocolate eyes moved across the gym, before landing on his ace, who was still working through some cool-down stretches. 

His Iwa-chan. Except, no. That wasn't really right. Iwaizumi was indeed not his, regardless of how much Oikawa wished him to be. An itch started in his throat, and he coughed. And, despite being halfway across the gym, Iwaizumi's head whipped around, green eyes drilling into the setter. 

"Hey, you better wear your hat home, dumbass! The last thing we need is our captain getting sick." 

Oikawa struck a pose, "my, is Iwa-chan worried about me? I'm so flattered!" 

"Shut up!" 

The cough returned on their walk home, and Oikawa wondered if he'd caught a cold. 

---

"What do you mean, 'something went wrong'?! Is my boy gonna be okay? Is- is anything else impaired?" Oikawa Namiko tossed a gaze to the closed room door behind her, where Iwaizumi leaned against, gaze lost. 

The doctor remained stone faced, brushing a dark strand of hair out of her eyes and gripping her clipboard a little tighter. "I'm sorry Oikawa-san, we had not anticipated this either. The only consequence of the surgery should have been losing only his feelings for that boy. Not... anyways. This must have been a complication due to how late Oikawa came to us. He had already progressed so far through the stages..."

---

They lay side by side, enjoying the tranquil summer night. The stars twinkled above them, as Oikawa pointed out an array of constellations. And then, they basked in a comfortable silence. Oikawa turned his head. Iwaizumi was still staring up at the clear night sky, defined jaw pointed up. 

The moon's light cast a cool spotlight over his warm skin, and Oikawa's lips parted. Beautiful. He was beautiful, in every sense of the word. Then, Oikawa's eyes lowered. Their hands were a mere few inches apart on the grass. He could shift his closer, brush his fingers over Iwaizumi's. He could. But he wouldn't. 

Because that would cross the boundary of their friendship into... a different kind of territory. One Oikawa wasn't ready to face. Not now. Not today. 

Maybe, not ever. 

But, it was okay to wonder. To imagine, what it would be like if Iwaizumi was his. If he could hold Iwaizumi, kiss Iwaizumi, show him his heart so that he could understand how deep his feelings ran.

Iwa-chan, he would whisper, I love you. 

---

The waiting room of the clinic was quiet. An old lady sat across from him, her arm in a sling. A young boy and his mother sat a few chairs away, the little boy cradling a garbage bin to his chest. Ah, he really didn't like hospitals. 

Oikawa lowered his gaze and twiddled his thumbs. I'm gonna do this. I'm going to get the surgery. Then Iwa-chan and I can go back to being just friends, like we're supposed to be. Before I screwed everything up. 

"Oikawa Tooru," a voice called. He looked up, like a deer caught in headlights, at the nurse dressed in pink garb. 

"I-I-" 

"Sensei, what if you can get the person to fall in love with you?"

She smiled, albeit bitterly, "well, then you'd be a miracle worker, Oikawa. See, out of all those inflicted with the disease, 95% are cured only through the surgery. This is because love is a fickle thing, you can't force it. Only 5% have been able to make their person return their feelings. It's all about luck." 

Luck, huh. Oikawa Tooru hated luck. It was a lot like talent. Something you had, or something you didn't, and if you didn't- oh well. No, he liked to rely on hard work and determination. In volleyball, he sought to prove that he could make it without being a genius. 

So what if he hadn't been lucky enough to be born a genius? He'd make it.

So what if he'd been unlucky enough to contract Hanahaki? He'd beat it. 

He hated luck. So screw it. Screw luck. He'd fight through this new obstacle like he did every other. With sheer will power, and some hard work. 

"I'm sorry!" He blurted, before bolting, the clinic doors swinging shut behind him. 

No more running away. He couldn't give up. Because, his feelings for Iwaizumi were too precious to forfeit. 

---

Oikawa awoke with a hacking cough, and, slapping a hand to his mouth, he hastily rolled over onto his side. A few disgustingly wet coughs later, and something soft kissed his palm. His tongue tasted... sweet. 

He pulled his hand away, and there sat a small, yellow petal. 

He stared at the thing covered in his saliva, a pensive frown on his face. What was the meaning of this? Had someone snuck a flower into his salad yesterday without his knowledge? It did sound like something those hooligans Hanamaki and Matsukawa would do. Because, come on, there had to be a reason he just hacked up part of a flower petal, right? 

Perhaps he could have brushed it off as an odd one-off, if only it didn't happen again. And again. And again. Every time, the same, yellow petals. He spent more and more time bent over sinks and toilets, choking for air until the damn things came up. He thought back to seventh grade health class. 

Hanahaki. 

----

He didn't know what the fuck his plan was, or what the hell he was doing. All he knew, was that he needed to do something, because screw giving up and letting the Hanahaki win. Why should he have to forfeit his precious feelings? They seemed to make up so much of his heart these days... he wondered what would even be left once they were extracted. 

Oikawa raced out from the train station and bolted through the streets. As he rounded the bend onto Iwaizumi's street, he froze. Laughter echoed throughout the still night air, before Iwaizumi swallowed it up with a firm kiss to his girlfriend's cheek. 

A little part of his heart wilted. 

The girl waved him off before heading down the opposite side of the street. It was then that Iwaizumi spotted him. 

"Oikawa? Where've you been? We went over to your house earlier to see if you wanted to tag along to the movies, but you weren't home." Iwaizumi's face was still flushed, from the cold or from his recent activities with his girlfriend, no one would ever know. 

"I was out shopping, but I didn't find what I wanted." Oikawa shrugged and waved the topic away, "wanna catch up on some homework?"

"Sure." 

They sat in Iwaizumi's room, working through a set of math problems together. Eventually, Oikawa broke the silence. 

"Did you hear about Ichinose-san, Iwa-chan?"

Iwaizumi lifted his head, and nodded. "That she had Hanahaki? Yeah. I think it's silly, that she left it so long she almost didn't make it. I mean, really, are there any feelings worth your life?" 

Yes, Oikawa wanted to say, there are. Instead, he hummed, "ah, so Iwa-chan thinks she should have gotten the surgery right away, instead of waiting?" 

"Yeah. Yeah, I do."

There's still hope. Don't give up. A tiny voice. A tiny glimmer of light through the billowing darkness. You're gonna beat this. Oikawa's hands clenched at the material of his shorts. It was now or never, there wouldn't ever be a perfect time, not in this world. He had to confess. You're gonna be that 5%, you're going to beat this. 

And then another voice rose to combat, like you've "beaten" Shiratorizawa? 

And once more, he was plummeted into darkness. 

He knew what must be done. 

---

Yellow Freesia. 

That was the name of the flower he'd contracted, the flower that was literally growing inside of him, determined to suffocate him from the inside out. After doing some googling, Oikawa discovered that the flower originated from Africa, and that they were zygomorphic, and named after some German botanist. The most hilarious part?

They represented friendship. Fucking friendship. Oh, the irony. 

It seemed that even the flower itself was mocking him. As if trying to kill him wasn't enough. 

---

Oikawa Tooru awoke with a nurse hovering over him, breathing hot air onto his forehead as she gasped, "he's awake! Grab me a phone." She turned back to him, smiling and showing off a lipstick stain on her tooth, "welcome back, dear. Would you like to contact someone? A parent? A friend?" 

Slowly, as he blinked dazedly around the tiny, white room, Oikawa's memories returned to him. Ah, right. I came here to get a surgery, without my parents' knowledge. It was for Hanahaki, but I can't seem to recall... 

"Ah, yes. Thank you." He politely took the wireless phone and dialed his mother. 

She arrived shortly after, his sister and Takeru in tow. Oikawa Namiko burst into the room, wrapping her son up in her arms. He... couldn't remember the last time he'd hugged his mother. Being wrapped up in her strong embrace brought a rush of feelings through him, and the tears came before he could stop them. 

"Oh, Tooru, why didn't you tell me?" Namiko whispered into his hair, holding him tighter. "My dear boy... how much you must have been hurting..."

When she finally released him, his sister was next, giving him a more chaste hug while Takeru plopped down on the edge of his bed. 

"Are you okay, Uncle Tooru?" 

Was he? Physically, he was tired, but okay. The surgery had went well, especially considering how much the Hanahaki had progressed in his body. But still... he had a lingering feeling that something was off. He couldn't exactly place it, but it remained like an annoying itch. 

Just then, a boy his age with spiky hair came running into the room, muddy shoes leaving a trail in his wake. He was wet- he must have got caught in the rain, without his coat. Green eyes rapidly searched the room before landing on him, and the boy stomped forward. 

"Shittykawa, I'm gonna kill you once you're better. You... how could you not tell me? About it, about who it was for... I would have done something. I would have helped you confess, or been there for you if you still wanted the surgery. You don't- you don't always have to do this kind of shit alone. That's what I'm here for." After his long winded speech, the boy stepped forward and wrapped him in the tightest hug yet. 

Oikawa faltered. 

"I'm sorry, but... who are you?" 

[vieirosdekakania]

VASYL STUS, REGRESARAS A UNHA TERRA LIBRE

“We must keep vital in ourselves a sense of scandal so overwhelming that it affects every significant  aspect of our position in history and society. We have, as Emily Dickinson would have said, to keep the soul terribly surprised. I cannot stress this enough.”

(George Steiner, In Bluebeard’s Castle – Some notes towards the re-definition of culture)

“Toda a miña vida fun consciente da existencia doutros tempos e doutros lugares. Fun consciente da existencia doutras personas no meu interior.”

Así é como comeza a derradeira novela de Jack London, O vagabundo das estrelas, que é unha denuncia da tortura e da pena de morte. Nela, o seu protagonista, Darrell Standing, convicto no penal de San Quintin e fortemente inmovilizado por unha camisa de forza, tenta evadirse da reclusión, da soidade e das torturas por medio da imaxinación, por medio da fantasía, por medio da evocación, como nunha fuga case cósmica das penalidades vividas nos desertos da dor e do real.

Do mesmo xeito, Vasyl Stus (1938-1985), un dos maiores poetas ucraínos do século XX, reprimido e encarcerado nas prisións soviéticas ao longo dos seus últimos trece anos de existencia, tentou evadirse tamén daqueles días mortos do cativerio sen saír de si mesmo, como a última forma de resistencia posíbel, como a última fronteira que atinxir. E faríao desde a linguaxe, desde a poesía, desde a lectura e desde a tradución dos autores que amou (T.S.Eliot, Camus, Goethe, Rilke, Hesse, Kant, Husserl…). Desde aquilo que sobrevivirá sempre ás tiranías e ao silencio. Esta é a historia á intemperie do poeta Vasyl Stus, poeta da Ucraína, poeta insumiso.  

Vasyl Stus naceu en 1938 na vila de Rakhnivka, Haisyn Raion, no oblast de Vinnytsia, nunha Ucraína aínda arrasada pola memoria do xenocidio e a fame do estalinismo. Pasou a súa infancia e xuventude en Donetsk, unha cidade que se chamaba Stalino na época soviética. O seu primeiro encontro coa lingua e a poesía ucraínas veu da man da súa nai, quen lle cantaba cancións populares do país ao pequeno Vasyl. Logo de licenciarse coas mellores cualificacións en Historia e Literatura, traballou brevemente como profesor de lingua e literatura ucraínas na aldea de Tauzhnia, no oblast de Kirovohrad. Mentres estudaba na universidade e durante o servizo militar, que fixo nos montes Urais, comezou a escribir poesía e a traducir ao ucraíno poesía alemá (Goethe e Rilke). Infelizmente, os orixinais desas traducións, que foran confiscados pola KGB, perdéronse.

(O poeta Vasyl Stus lendo)

O 4 de setembro de 1965, na estrea da película Sombras dos antepasados esquecidos, Stus participou nunha protesta para denunciar a represión política das autoridades soviéticas e a detención de varias personalidades da cultura ucraína. Desde aquela, o seu nome figurou na lista de disidentes e foi popular polo seu apoio público e expreso a Solidariedade, a unión de varios sindicatos polacos que se levantou contra o réxime comunista. En 1972, Vasyl Stus foi detido, sendo acusado de “propaganda antisoviética”. A súa esposa, Valentyna Popeliukh, lembraría así o momento:

"Até ás 3 da mañá, ou incluso máis, estiveron revisando os libros, os manuscritos, todo o que había na casa, mesmo os trapos. Eu ollaba para eles, porque resultaba incríbel. Nunca pensara que virían procurar algo alí. Que poderíamos ocultarlles? "

Stus pasou nove meses en prisión preventiva á espera de xuízo. Durante ese tempo compuso unha importante colección, Tempo de creatividade, que logo formaría parte dos seus célebres Palimpsestos. Polo seu propio título, esa obra é xa unha declaración de principios, un pacto de sangue coa súa propia escrita: seguiría creando, sempre, contra toda adversidade. Nunha soidade case absoluta, apenas interrompida polos interrogatorios, Stus escribiu máis de 300 poemas orixinais e traduciu máis de 100 poemas de Goethe. Así, como quen vai escribindo un diario de a bordo - e atendendo ás datas que se poden ver nos poemas -, sabemos que Stus tentaba escribir, polo menos, un poema ao día (algúns días chegou a escribir até cinco).

Como viña acontecendo desde había máis de medio século con outros compatriotas seus, Stus entraba así nesa nómina maldita dos autores e intelectuais samvidav (ese era, en ucraíno, o termo que designaba a copia e distribución de clandestina de literatura prohibida polas autoridades soviéticas). Neste sentido, cómpre reflexionar no desastre cultural que supuxo para a nación ucraína a represión sistemática de escritores, intelectuais e artistas por parte das autoridades de Moscova. O poeta ucraíno Myroslav Laiuk conta que a principios dos anos 30 había 259 escritores no territorio da actual Ucraína. A finais desa década só quedaban 36. Que pasou logo para que o 80% dos escritores desaparecesen nese período? "Dezasete foron fusilados, oito suicidáronse, sete morreron por causas naturais e 175 foron detidos e postos en campos de confinamento. Outros dezaseis foron dados como desaparecidos", di Laiuk. Estas cifras son abondo elocuentes como para nos facer unha idea da actitude da Unión Soviética cara á elite cultural ucraína.

Ese proceso de aniquilación selectiva foi moi efectivo para impor un silencio cultural entre 1920 e finais dos anos 80, xusto antes do colapso da Unión Soviética. Laiuk tamén di que, a pesar da represión, houbo focos de resistencia e, sobre todo nos anos sesenta, houbo unha nova xeración que durante un tempo conseguiu recuperar o espírito de insolencia e da renovación artística sen someterse aos ditados do aparello represivo soviético. Mais isto só durou o tempo suficiente para que as autoridades se convencesen destes artistas seren dignos dunha mellor atención pola súa banda. Así, o poeta Vasyl Symonenko foi asasinado a golpes e o artista Alla Horska e mais o compositor Volodymyr Ivasiuk morreron en circunstancias misteriosas, e moitos outros foron detidos, ingresados obrigatoriamente en hospitais psiquiátricos, séndolles prohibido publicar nada.

(Manuscrito ‘samizdat’ de ‘Veselyi Tsvyntar’ - ‘O alegre cemiterio’, 1970 - de Vasyl Stus).

Vasyl Stus cumpriría esa primeira condena nos campos de prisioneiros de Mordovia, na rexión do Volga. Alí botou sete anos preso. Logo, regresou a Kiiv e uniuse aos disidentes do Grupo Ucraíno de Helsinki. Nas súas propias palabras:

 “En Kiiv souben que persoas próximas ao Grupo de Helsinki estaban sendo reprimidas da forma máis flagrante. Isto polo menos fora o caso nos xuízos de Ovsiyenko, Horbal, Lytvyn, e pronto tratarían de xeito similar con Chornovil e Rozumny (..) Ao ver que o Grupo quedara sen leme, incorporeime a el porque non podía facer outra cousa... Cando me quitan a vida, non necesito migallas lamentables. Psicoloxicamente entendín que xa me abriran as portas do cárcere e que calquera día as pecharían detrás de min, e as pecharían moito tempo. Pero que tiña que facer? Os ucraínos non podían saír do país, e de todas formas eu non quería ir máis alá desas fronteiras, porque entón, aquí, na Gran Ucraína, converteríame na voz da indignación e da protesta. Este foi o meu destino, e ti non escolles o teu destino. Acéptalo, sexa cal sexa ese destino. E cando non o aceptas, este lévate á forza... Porén, non tiña intención de baixar a cabeza, pasase o que pasar. Detrás de min estaba Ucraína, o meu pobo oprimido, cuxa honra tiña que defender ou morrer.”

(Z tabornoho zoshyta - Do caderno de campo - , 1983)

Sen embargo, aos seis meses da súa liberación, sería detido de novo por “propaganda antisoviética”. Durante eses longos anos de presidio e deportación, Stus tivo que soportar o traballo esgotador do Gulag, as confiscacións periódicas do único que posuía, os seus textos e cartas, e outras moitas humillacións e privacións. Ademais, a súa saúde estragouse moito e en 1975 estivo a punto de morrer a causa dunha úlcera de estómago sangrante. Un dos seus compañeiros de prisión lembraba tempo despois como, mentres Stus xacía inconsciente, medio afogado no seu propio sangue, pola radio se anunciaba a sinatura dos “Acordos de Helsinki” e o compromiso da URSS de “garantir o respecto polos dereitos e as liberdades fundamentais". Sobre ese cinismo letal do sistema soviético xa nos falara Herling-Grudzinski décadas atrás.

(Foto do arquivo da KGB de Vasyl Stus, 1980)  

Naquelas circunstancias, a única defensa do poeta era a súa firmeza de carácter, a súa fe na liberdade e a súa coraxe insolente, mais, ao mesmo tempo, estas foron as que o levaron decote a un rexime de aillamento nas prisións polas que pasou. No entanto, durante aquel tempo de reclusión foi elaborando a súa obra poética magna, de 500 páxinas, unha colección de textos co título de Palimpsestos. Tratábase dunha elaborada travesía estética, cunha rica imaxinaría, metáforas complexas e unha linguaxe novedosa, como se as penosas circunstancias que rodeaban a súa escrita ficasen en suspenso, moi lonxe da conciencia do poeta, e como se este for un verdadeiro “vagabundo das estrelas”. Nos seus propios versos:

“os escombros do tormento / poderían facer nacer flores”

Ou aínda (cando estivo preso do edificio da KGB que ocupaba a antiga catedral de Santa Sofia de Kiiv):

"Por riba destes muros da prisión, por riba desta dor, / e por riba do campanario de Sofía, o meu espírito elévame."

Segundo o testemuño do disidente xudeu-ucraíno Semen Gluzman, que conviviu 20 días con Stus na mesma cela, a primeira vez que entrou nesta, viu un home nome debruzado sobre unha mesiña de noite cun libro de poesía e un dicionario aberto. Stus gustaba de falar devagar sobre filosofía e literatura, de recitar poesía de cor ou de ler en voz alta as súas traducións de Rainer Maria Rilke.

Quizais no cerne desta determinación e esta potencia vital estea a concepción que o poeta tiña da liberdade e que se podería conceptualizar nun dos neoloxismos compostos (se cadra, algo ao xeito de Celan), creados por el: “samosoboiunapovnennia” ("encherse de si mesmo"). Polo tanto, a liberdade non tanto concibida como a superación voluntaria dun límite, senón como unha sorte de epifanía interior. E a poesía en Stus sería o medio para defender esa liberdade interior da hostilidade da opresión, do sistema totalitario.

No entanto, Stus tenta conciliar esa resistencia interior co mundo, coa natureza do mundo. Neste sentido, nun ensaio que escribira antes da súa detención fala do ideal de “estar cheo do sentido uniforme da natureza, xusto na súa altura espiritual”. Stus aspira pois a ser digno da natureza, mais como é “imposíbel sobrepasar os límites do eu”, debe traballar dentro dese eu para lograr o obxectivo.

(Retrato de Vasyl Stus da artista ucraína Yaryna Movchan)

En maio do 1980, o poeta foi arrestado de novo e condenado a dez anos de prisión en campos de traballo e cinco de exilio por “actividades antisoviéticas”. No seu Diario do Gulag, Stus describiu o trato inhumano que recibiu no campo de traballos forzados de Perm-36 (preto da aldea de Kuchino, no oblast de Perm), a onde fora trasladado en novembro de 1980. Nese diario, escribe:

“Moscova outorgou á administración local toda a autoridade e quen teña a ilusión de que a nosa interacción coa administración se rexirá cando menos por algún tipo de lei, está moi enganado. A lei da anarquía total é a única que regula a nosa suposta relación”.

En 1983, logo do seu diario ser sacado ás agachadas do campo de Perm-36 , o escritor pasou un ano enteiro na súa cela sen comunicación algunha. Dous anos máis tarde, en agosto de 1985, Stus foi enviado ao aillamento por se apoiar na súa liteira e ler un libro. Como protesta, o poeta declárase en folga de fame. No exterior comezábase a promover a súa candidatura ao Premio Nobel de Literatura, co apoio do escritor alemán Heinrich Böll. Mais nada diso chegaría...As causas non están aínda claras, mais Vasyl Stus falece o 4 de setembro.Tiña apenas 47 anos. Estes versos de Stus foron premonitorios e poderían servir como un epitafio que deixaremos aberto…

“O teu camiño rematou. A escuridade. O abismo. O borde. Así que dá un paso máis para alén do borde.”

O volume de poemas e traducións O paxaro da alma, no que Stus traballou nos seus últimos anos, foi confiscado pola KGB e, posibelmente, destruído, aínda que o seu destino segue a ser descoñecido. Dos poemas desa época apenas fica un feixe, mais temos as cartas de Stus. En 1981, Stus dáballe este consello ao seu fillo de 14 anos:

“O ser humano créase a si mismo, dáse a luz a si mesmo. Quen es ti nesta etapa, de feito? Un anaco de arxila crúa e maleábel. Toma este anaco de arxila nas túas mans e amásao até que xurda del algo duro e ben definido. Imaxina que ti mesmo es o Deus que crea os seres humanos. Ti es Deus. Polo tanto, como Deus de ti mesmo, amasa a túa arxila até que sintas o pedernal baixo a túa dura pel. Este é o mellor momento para que o fagas: Créate a ti mesmo!”

Ningún libro de poemas apareceu na Ucraína en vida de Stus. En 1989, o seu corpo - xunto cos doutros dous disidentes ucraínos, Oleksa Tykhyi e Yurii Lytvyn - foi devolto a Kiiv e volveu ser soterrado alí, no cemiterio de Baikova. Por vez primeira na Ucraína desde a revolución nacional de 1917, milleiros de persoas (fálase que máis de 30 mil persoas acudiron á cerimonia do enterro) saíron ás rúas para organizar unha manifestación nacional. A xente levou os corpos dos disidentes perante o predio da KGB onde Stus escribira Tempo de creatividade. Nesa altura, o poeta era visto xa como un verdadeiro mártir da causa nacional ucraína, a pesar da súa obra literaria ser moi pouco coñecida por mor da censura. Até mediados dos anos 90 non se publicou ningunha edición completa das súas obras.

(Dmytro Stus, fillo do poeta)

A poesía e a resistencia de Vasyl Stus cobran unha relevancia e unha densidade extraordinarias nun momento tan dramático para o pobo ucraíno como o actual. O poeta aturou longas penas de prisión despois de xuízos absurdos e totalmente arbitrarios. Contrarrestou o seu propio desamparo e a súa desgraza reflexionando con lucidez sobre a fraxilidade e a resistencia da condición humana. A poesía de Stus chega ao sámago da iluminación da vida e da esperanza. Dalgún xeito, desde un punto moral e cívico, a súa obra trouxo a humanidade e a liberdade que a tiranía negaban antes mesmo desa tiranía desaparecer.

Dmytro Stus, fillo de Vasyl lembra as palabras que lle dixo o seu pai cando a policía soviética o levaba detido a medianoite:

"Meu fillo, entendo moi ben o que pasaches hoxe: humillación, desesperación, debilidade. É un cóctel horríbel para un home de verdade. Mais eu rógoche que non permitas que os teus ollos se volvan fríos e envíen odio ao mundo. Así que o permitas, o mundo vaite responder do mesmo xeito. Se non podes perdoar a estas persoas, tenta polo menos comprendelas. Agora eu non podo facelo, por desgraza".

Os tiranos que alxemaron Vasyl Stus xa non están e nada deixaron tras eles que tivese o sabor da vida e da elocuencia. Os tiranos do presente pasarán tamén como un pesadelo esfarelado. No entanto, a poesía de Vasyl Stus e a súa mensaxe de beleza e bondade, regresarán, regresarán desde o abismo, unha e outra vez…Regresarán a súa terra da Ucraína, outra volta libre, e alí serán testemuño do que verdadeiramente merece ser salvado.

(Selo conmemorativo polo 70 aniversario do nacemento de Vasyl Stus)

[smichaelis21]

[foxalone]

Today at 9 in the morning these 2 angels were born

Underblood , Keo!Sans and Raion!Sans belongs to me

Undertale by Toby Fox

[akumanoken-archive]

No but take Souji to a zoo and realize how much of a mistake that it's as he drags you everywhere and spends forever with the wild cats trying to get one to be his friend...

[kokiafans]

KOKIA YouTube livestream [2020.05.16]

KOKIA has wrapped up yet another livestream, with today’s 1 to 1 Live for you stream called ‘animal musical’. And an animal themed show it was indeed! Running longer than the average stream, KOKIA went through a lot of her animal songs from her tontonton project and even introduced some new tracks. In case you missed it, I have included a tracklist and a report below with a couple of more screenshots.

Tracklist:

1. Animal musical introduction (Owl) 2.  Fukurou ~Fukurou ga shiraseru kyaku ga kita to~ (‘Owl ~a guest has arrived, the owl reports~’) 3. Miiakyatto (‘Meerkat’) 4.  Kirin ~nagai kubi shita kirin-san~ (‘Giraffe ~the long-necked giraffe~’) 5.  Raion ~Yowamushi raion be my friend~ ('Lion ~cowardly lion~’) 6.  Tanuki ~matsuri no yoru~ ('Raccoon dog ~festival night~’) 7.  Pinku no zou (’pink elephant’) 8.  Roba ~sonna ni ooku wa shiranai kedo~ ('Donkey ~I don’t know about that much’) 9.  Hito (‘human’) 10. Kujira ~mama no daiji-san irasshai~ ('Whale ~here is mama’s treasure~’) 11. Animal musical curtain call (chicken)

Pianist: Souta Seta

After sound checking, KOKIA disappears off-screen for a bit to ‘transform’: upon return, she is wearing an owl hoodie and launches into an introduction song to welcome us to today’s performance. Of course, the first song proper is Fukorou, ‘owl’. 

After shedding the hoodie, KOKIA returns to introduce a new song: Meerkat, fitting the animal theme and today’s theme as well, with the lyrics going ‘Stay home’. Other savanna animals follow with the giraffe (she still has the finger puppet) and the lion, who seems scary but just wants to be friends. She has a hoodie for him, too! 

Another transformation later, KOKIA reappears in a light kimono to introduce the next song: Tanuki, about the raccoon dog. They’re real animals, but also a popular creature in Japanese folklore in which it often fights with the fox, or kitsune, and the song is about a sumo fight between the two of them in a shrine garden. KOKIA is an enthusiastic referee and pianist Seta seems to join the cheers in the chorus!

After a slight technical hitch, KOKIA returns with a song about an elephant: Pinku no zou, ‘pink elephant’, which doesn’t actually feature on the tontonton albums, even though the second album has an elephant song… (This particular arrangement of Pinku no zou can also be heard on the ALIVE album by the way, as it’s pretty different from the first album version.)

Now that she’s back in her normal clothes, we can see the t-shirt she’s wearing underneath, and she indeed shows of her 1 to 1 Live for you shirt in different colors. You can get one yourself to show your support at the official webshop!

Next up is a beautiful and all new song which is technically still animal themed: Hito, meaning ‘human’. Followed by a touching rendition of the song Kujira, ‘Whale’, KOKIA then ends the livestream with a ‘Please, stay home and stay safe! I love you, everyone.’

Just kidding - the piano picks up in a much quicker tempo now, and KOKIA hops back into screen having transformed one more time as she gives her chicken themed encore!

After that final bow, the stream ends for real. Hope you had fun along with KOKIA!

[kokialyrics]

TRANSLATION MASTERPOST

KOKIA album [2019.08.13] ～tontonton 音楽動物園～ (ongaku doubutsuen, ‘musical zoo’)

This album combines the tracks from both tontonton albums. 

Tracks:

Disc 1:

1. Bear ~the bear’s first love, he’s stumped~ (クマ ～くまおの初恋 クマったな～ (Kuma - ~kuma ono hatsukoi kumatta na~ )) 2.  Giraffe ~the long-necked giraffe~ (キリン～長い首したキリンさん～ (Kirin - ~nagai kubi shita kirin-san~)) 3.  Hippo ~Madam Hippo’s (Mrs. Hippo’s) dream~ (カバ～マダムヒッポ（カバ夫人）の夢～ (Kaba ~ Madamu Hippo (Kaba fujin) no yume~)) 4.  Raccoon dog ~festival night~ ( タヌキ～祭りの夜～ (Tanuki ~Matsuri no yoru~)) 5.  Sloth ~it’s fine already~ (ナマケモノ～もういいじゃん～ (Namakemono ~mou ii jan~)) 6.  Monkey ~monkey see, monkey do~ (サル～真似っこおサル～ (Saru ~Manekko osaru~)) 7.  Owl - ~a guest has arrived, the owl reports~ (フクロウ～フクロウが知らせる客が来たと～ (Fukurou - ~Fukurou ga shiraseru kyaku ga kita to~)) 8.  Sheep ~a lost child’s bleat~ ( ヒツジ~迷子のメェ～ (Hitsuji ~mago no mee~)) 9.  Wolf ~howling wolf~ ( オオカミ～遠吠えオオカミ～ (Ookami ~tooboe ookami~)) 10.  Lion ~cowardly lion, be my friend~ (ライオン~弱虫ライオン be my friend～ (Raion ~Yowamush raion be my friend~)) 11.  Whale ~here is mama’s treasure~ (クジラ～ママの大事さんいらっしゃい～ (Kujira ~ Mama no daijisan irasshai~)) 12.  Zebra ~the zebra’s pajamas~ ( シマウマ～シマウマのパジャマ～ (Shimauma ~shimauma no pajama~))

Disc 2:

1. It’s starting ~concert of living beings~ ( はじまるよー ～いきものの音楽会～ (Hajimaru yo ~ikimono no ongakukai~)) * 2. Chicken ~just one chicken~ ( ニワトリ ～1羽でもニワトリ～ (Niwatori ~ichiba de mo niwatori~)) 3. Kangaroo ~kangaroo pocket~ ( カンガルー ～カンガルーポケット～(Kangaruu ~kangaruu poketto~)) 4. Panda ~my dream is in pastel colors~ ( パンダ ～パステルカラーは夢～(Panda ~pasuteru karaa wa yume~)) 5. Kitten ~my name is Kitten, fluff fluff~ ( 子ネコ ～je m’appelle 子猫ふわふわ～ (Koneko ~je m'apelle Koneko fuwafuwa~)) 6. Snake ~haniho snake, mrs. minor key~ ( ヘビ ～はにほへび短調夫人～ (Hebi ~hanihohebi tanchou fujin~)) 7. Elephant ~my heart won’t lose to my big body~ ( ゾウ ～大きな体に負けないハート～ (Zou ~ookina karada ni makenai haato~)) 8. Gorilla ~the gorilla has fallen over~ ( ゴリラ ～ゴリラさんがコロンだ～(Gorira ~Gorira-san ga koronda~)) 9. Donkey ~I don’t know about that much~ ( ロバ ～そんなに多くは知らないけど～  (Roba ~sonna ni ooku wa shiranai kedo~)) 10. Mouse ~good night, kiss~ ( ネズミ ～お休みでチュ～ (Nezumi ~oyasumi de chu~)) 11. Frog ~wrapped in spring, ribbit~ (カエル ～春に包まれてケロ～ (Kaeru ~haru ni tsutsumarete kero~))

* This track does have lyrics, but they only consist of the title and the words ‘ton ton ton’.

[penebui]

Lgbt manga pt. 2

My last lgbt manga post mostly consisted of gender representation, so with this post I’ll try to incorporate more gay/lesbian/same sex representation! Just for clarification I have read all of them!! 

For obvious mangas that I have not recommended on this list, itll stay like that. Either because they are already well known and popular, or its because despite being popular, it has some very problematic themes that arent portrayed in a negative spotlight, ultimately idolizing the problems (cough cough) or are the ‘kill your gays’ trope and have tragic endings which defeats the purpose of this list.

1. My Son is Probably Gay by Okura

This is such a sweet manga. The story follows a mom who slowly sees that her son might be gay because he’s very upfront with his feelings and isn’t very good at lying. However instead of assuming and forcing him to come out, she lets him be and quietly supports him from behind the scenes. His brother also seems to have taken the hint as well and is showing support in his own way. I guess this is what the “I’m proud that you had the courage to tell me, and I’ve already had a hunch anyways” parents see before we come out to them. 

2. Dasadanan by Herb Mandu

The reason why I’ve been refraining from posting about same sex couples is because some of them are put in the genres where they sexualize lgbt couples. However I can safely guarantee you that Dasadanan is very lgbt friendly! Seyeon receives a confession from his childhood friend Kang Chan and he doesn’t know how to respond. Seyeon’s other friend whos a girl gets into a fight with Kang Chan cause she also loves Seyeon. However the girl gets into a lesbian relationship at the end, and there are some other gay couples in it too!! It is very fluffy and lovey dovey, and there isnt a lot of angst stuff in it so if you want to read something comfy this one is your go to!! 

3.  Raion Gotoki no Kuni kara by Hakase

Although it is labelled as yaoi, it is actually surprisingly wholesome??? Makoto’s family is registered as a host family and an exchange student moves into their family!! However the exchange student is a masaai warrior (or in better terms from a masaai tribe). Overnight Makoto researches on the subject to learn more about the student they will be housing and tries to come up with a greeting in their native language  to welcome them. The exchange student Nairobi shows up at his house, completely fluent in english (or japanese depending on if we’re talking about the original manga) but when he finds out that Makoto wrote down a greeting in his language it warms his heart. The art depicting the masai people are actually very nice!!! Nairobi even has dreads. Even though there is only one chapter out right now, I can’t wait for more!! 

4. Hero-san and Former General-san by Sometime

There are an alien race disguised amongst humans named Antinoids! Honey Trap, an antinoid, fights the human hero in a mecha bunny suit named Rapid Rabbit. When the mask comes off, it turns out Rapid Rabbit is a girl! Honey Trap quickly falls for her, and is therefor unable to kill her. Confronted with this by her boss, she is fired. Honey Trap suddenly jobless and homeless, runs into Rapid Rabbit and starts living with her. She then starts teaming up with her to fight against her old business! It is very sweet and humorous, I loved it since I first read it. 

5. Gay Fuuzoku no Mochigi-san: Sexuality wa Jinsei da. by Mochigi 

An autobiography of Mochigi, a gay former-sex worker who lives out in the countryside! This autobiography describes the sex industry in japan also. If you’d like to support and follow the author, here is his twitter, and here is his amazon to buy his works! 

6. Boys Run the Riot by Gaku Keito

The protagonist, Ryou is a trans guy. He suffers from dysphoria and tries his best to go past the school’s rules to wear anything but a girls uniform. He even binds his chest (with ace bandages, even though thats unsafe and potentially hazardous). He has a crush on his friend, Chika. In his second year of highschool, a new student arrives by the name of Satou Jin. Although everyone is terrified of him because of his looks (looks like a gangster) and his mannerisms, he’s actually a bright and cool guy. When trying to start a brand together, Jin’s old friends point out Ryou and ask if he’s a girl. In an arguement, Jin convinces Ryou to tell him his true feelings, and so he comes out tohim. Jin instantly accepts him for who he is. Although there are only two chapters translated into english atm, there are about 20+ raw chapters untranslated (fairly recent too, at the time of posting the last chapter was released 22 hours ago). I hope that a scanlation team picks this manga up to translate the rest because I absolutely love it!! 

7. Half & Half by Nanami Mao 

Hina reminisces about her first love named Itsuki, even though she has a boyfriend. One night, she has a dream about him. The next morning a tall, beautiful girl shows up at her doorstep, its actually Itsuki! She herself is a trans woman, and is now living how she wants to live. Hina slowly falls back in love with her first love, even if she is a girl now. She also defends Itsuki and becomes an ally for her, and even supports her. This shit is cute and I love it 

8.  Kyou Kara Yonshimai by Satou Nanki

Three sisters suddenly receive an email from their supposed brother, Kashiwa who left for college 2 years ago and is suddenly coming back home to live with them! When Kashiwa arrives however, he had actually transitioned to a woman! The three try to get adjusted to the new change, and live with a fourth sister. This is labelled as romance because of the main protagonist, Sakura, having a love subplot. Kashiwa also has a girlfriend as well. 

9. 19 Days by Old Xian

If this artstyle looks familiar, you’d be right! Old Xian has a manhua that is a collab with Tan Jiu, the one who wrote Tamen de Gushi, a very popular manhua about two girls in a relationship and their misadventures. 19 Days is exactly like it, about two childhood friends (who fall in love) and their misadventures. It slowly evolves into a plot-driven story, which introduces two other characters. 

Unfortunately, this is where my list ends because its very hard to find lgbt manga!! However I’ll continue searching for more! I’ll add them on when I find them! 

[redfreesias03]

Anima-Rhythm

“Let’s dance along to the animal rhythm. Take your pick, the future is somehow a wonderland.”

OR: Introductory zoology meets idol pop.

AI NO    AI NO    KATACHI TORIDORI AI NO RIZUMU de waracchao KIRAKIRA hirogaru mirai wa nandakanda PANDAARANDO

Love comes, love comes  in many different shapes Let’s laugh with the rhythm of love It sparkles and expands— The future is somehow a panda-rland¹

ENPERAA    PERAPERA    PAPA ga tamago mimamoru PENGIN PAPA wa tada    rusuban    kari ni deru zo MAMA RAION

Emperor, chatty, Penguin Dad watches over the egg² Dad just watches the house, go out and hunt, Mommy Lion

「nee nee, ENPERAA PENGIN wa PENGIN kai no IKUMEN nanda yo ne!」

“Hey, that makes emperor penguins really involved dads. Who’d a thunk!”

「e? IKEMEN na no?!」

“Huh? Did you say they’re hunks?!”³

KAPIBARA    BARABARA    danketsu ryoku ga tsuyoi kazoku kubi wo mawashi    DACHOU wa    odorinagara PUROPOOZU

Capybaras scattered, strength in unity makes a strong family⁴ Ostriches wobble their neck and dance when  they propose

kotoba ja nakute    honnou ga yureru mane shitai    honno sukoshi ANIMARU na mainichi

No words, swayed by instinct I wanna imitate them just a little An animal daily life

KIZUNA    KIZUNA    KIZUNA TORIDORI TSUNAGARIZUMU de utacchao kidzukeba egao da madamada fushigi na NANDAARANDO

Bonds, bonds, all sorts of bonds Let’s sing with a rhythm that connects us Before you know it, you’ll be smiling A yet-mysterious what-nderland

nonbiri    yukkuri    hyakusai made nagaiki suru ZOU kakekko ja    makenai    dare yori mo hayai CHIITAA

The slow, easygoing elephant lives a long life up until 100 years The cheetah’s faster than anyone, it won’t lose in a sprint race

「nee, CHIITAA wa kakekko no CHANPION nanda yo」

“The cheetah’s totally the champion of racing, y’know.“

「shitteru? hyaku MEETORU san ten ichibyou rashii yo」

“Did you know? I’ve heard they can run 100 meters in 3.1 seconds”

「hayaa!!」

“Whoa, fast!!”

ara ara    KOARA wa    itsudatte nemuri tsudzuketeiru okinakucha    KIRIN ga    kubi nagaku shite matteiru

Oh dear, the koala always just keeps on sleeping If it doesn’t wake up, the giraffe will keep waiting with its long neck stretched out

CHIKUTAKU no oto    sorezore chigau tokei nara    ki ni shinai nijuumaru na mainichi

We each have our own way of ticking So don’t mind the clock A gold-star everyday life

RIZUMU    RIZUMU    RIZUMU TORIDORI ANIMARIZUMU de odocchao YORIDORI MIDORI no mirai wa nandakanda WANDAARANDO

Rhythm, rhythm, there’s all kinds of rhythms Let’s dance along to the animal rhythm Take your pick The future is somehow a wonderland

minna issho ni    waratteitai na GOKIGEN na KABA mo    sakadachi de waratteiru

I want to laugh together with everyone Even the happy hippo is laughing at my handstand

AI NO    AI NO    KATACHI TORIDORI AI NO RIZUMU de waracchao KIRAKIRA hirogaru mirai wa nandakanda PANDAARANDO

Love comes, love comes  in many different shapes Let’s laugh with the rhythm of love It sparkles and expands— The future is somehow a panda-rland

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¹ This cutesy pun fits better in Japanese, where wonderland is pronounced more like “wanda-land”.

² Penguins aren’t actually chatty, but PERAPERA is either cute wordplay or just a mnemonic to remember the term “emperor”.

³ This conversation relies heavily on a pun that more or less has to be forced in English. IKUMEN—>relatively new term that refers to dads that are super-involved in child raising, such as stay-at-home dads IKEMEN—>much more common word for a good-looking or stylish guy

⁴ Similar to chatty penguins, scattered (“barabara”) is a play on capybara. The power of unity most likely refers to the fact that their groups are highly social and can consist of up to 100 capybaras during the dry season.