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MANGA: Gyaruge no Sekai de Shinyu
ga Ore wo Sukida to Iidashite!?
Gyaruge no Sekai de Shinyu
ga Ore wo Sukida to Iidashite!? – Fujitobi
Why won’t you try for an ending with me? One tiny freakout brings best friends Aoi and Ritsuki smack dab into the middle of the world of a dating sim. All this time, Aoi has been trying to act like a cool guy who doesn’t care about love, but now that his cover is blown, is this his chance to complete a romance route just for him? And why is Ritsuki’s affection meter looking like that?
My Best Friend
Confessed to Me in a Dating Sim is a story of two best friends transported inside the world of a dating game. Aoi, who used to declare he was a bros before hoes guy, admitted he really wanted a girlfriend. His best friend Ristuki was a reluctant tag-along in the game who wanted to return to their world as soon as possible.
And they can only do that if Aoi finds love. Guess who’s in love with him since they were kids..
The story’s charm captures that awkwardness when you realize your best friend is in love with you, and you don’t know how to react. My favorite scene is when Aoi activates the heartmeter where a heart pops out whenever a character feels affectionate towards him.
Ritsuki’s hearts were so many that Aoi had to run away because he was overwhelmed by the barrage. The thing with the heart meter is that Aoi is the only one who can see the heart. It left the poor friend-zoned Ritsuki confused why his best friend was running away.
By all appearances, Aoi is straight. The manga did a good job highlighting all the conflicting emotions, the slow realization, and finally, his acceptance of his romantic feelings towards Ritsuki. Aoi is a dork, and I love that Ritsuki might be pining, but like a true best friend, he calls Aoi on his shit.
The plot is similar to other galge isekai-style manga, even that heart meter scene, but the execution is effective. Nothing groundbreaking though still cute and funny.
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SERIES REVIEW: Resurrectionist by Isobel Starling
Resurrectionist: The Shooting Season – Isobel Starling
Monday 20th December 1897.
Mr. Benedict Hannan, the owner of Hannan’s Auction House in Fitzrovia, receives a letter inviting him to attend the sale of a private collection of Fine Art and antiquities belonging to the Late Lord Percival Ardmillan. Ardmillan is known to Benedict, or rather his son Euan is, and so, Benedict hurriedly travels to the West Highlands to fulfill his dream of owning a particular item from the Lord’s collection—something that he has coveted for thirty years.
In Scotland, Benedict meets the collectors who were invited to bid in the auction. He discovers that the auction of the private collection is not as straightforward as he had imagined.
Forced to come to terms with his past and present desires, Benedict finds himself in the thrall of a mysterious traveler and in turn, gets more than he bargained for!
Rating:
4.5 Stars – perfection is only half a step awaySoundtrack: Seed
Artist: The Academy Is
Album: Santi
Resurrectionist: The Gentleman’s Thief – Isobel Starling
Tuesday 28th December 1897.
Mr. Benedict Hannan, the owner of Hannan’s Auction House in Fitzrovia, London, receives an unexpected visitor at his Bloomsbury home. The man on his stoop sends Benedict’s heart into a flutter, and on inviting the mysterious stranger into his house, he is inviting mystery, adventure, and volcanic desire.
Sebastian Cavell—master thief, gives the impression he has sought out Benedict for the sake of business, but the kind of business Sebastian has in mind has nothing to do with making money!
Cavell has been tasked with finding the whereabouts of a missing German aristocrat. With Benedict’s society connections, Sebastian gains access to his Gentleman’s Club and to men whose behavior is not so gentlemanly!
Benedict is pulled into the circle of a dangerous secret society and he not only learns the truth about the mysterious Sebastian Cavell, but learns the truth about himself and all he truly desires.
FYI: This is historical Gay romance and contains scenes of a graphic sexual nature.
Rating:
4.5 Stars – perfection is only half a step awaySoundtrack: Seeds
Artist: Yoke Lore
Album: Seeds
Resurrectionist: Infernal Vices – Isobel Starling
January 1898
Benedict Hannan has veered off his celibate, godly path and onto one of erotic exploration with his beloved criminal Sebastian Cavell. He is also trying and failing to rid himself of the insidious bonds of the deviant cabal Fratres Seminis. The cabal drew Benedict into their blasphemous schemes at the behest of his ex-lover Lord Euan Ardmillan. However, now Ardmillan is out of favour with the leader, Lawrence Blake, and considered to be a betrayer.Benedict’s relationship with Sebastian grows ever closer, but it’s his friendship with fellow acolyte Charles Ashe that leads to a discovery that could end Lawrence Blake for good. They must tread carefully, for when the young, blond hedonist Leopold Von Liebenstein returns to London, Blake’s nefarious plan to dabble in ancient Greek magic and pass through the veil draws ever closer to completion.
Infernal Vices is an M/M historical romance and contains graphic descriptions of gay sex.
This book is a work of art created by human imagination. No AI was use for the writing or artwork in this book.
Theft of the contents of this book or cover artwork for machine learning (AI) is strictly prohibited.
Rating:
4.5 Stars – perfection is only half a step awaySoundtrack: Seeds of Gold
Artist: Closure in Moscow
Album: Pink Lemonade
Resurrectionist by Isobel Starling is a historical MM romance that, as a blind read, turned out to be unexpectedly deep, dark, and dirty. The stories were written as a serial, and I’m glad I read it when all the installments were already released because those cliffhangers were something else!
The first book, The Shooting Season, is the shortest. It introduces us to Mr. Benedict Hannan, a solitary 50-year-old owner of a successful auction house and the first-person narrator. His old friend and former lover, Lord Euan Ardmillan, invited him to participate in an auction of his late father’s collection.
This led Benedict to an ancient Greek artifact, the Staff of Asclepius, a phallic statue said to be magical and used in ancient rituals. A secret collector of phallic artifacts, he felt drawn to the statue. It is also during this part that he learns of Euan’s nefarious plans for him and meets The Gentleman Thief.
In the second installment, The Gentleman’s Thief, Benedict struck a friendship with Sebastian Cavell, The Gentleman Thief. This friendship quickly turned romantic as Sebastian soon confessed his attraction for Benedict had begun long before he made his identity known to the older man.
Benedict, who considered himself a god-fearing man, wrestled with his conscience but couldn’t deny his feelings. However, Sebastian’s open and intense affection not only encouraged Benedict to come out of his shell but also made him more daring and resourceful. Sebastian’s sense of adventure is truly contagious.
Sebastian works as a sort of procurer, retrieving lost items for their owners. His partnership with Benedict also involved working on his case to locate a missing young German baron and returning him to his family. And this is where things took a darker turn.
We get a sex cult, pornographers, orgies, charlatans, grooming of impressionable young men, and so much unhygienic consumption of body fluids it was a wonder no one got sick. The Staff of Asclepius is sought after by these men because it was rumored to bestow immortality. The statue was lost during the auction in the first book, and guess who has it now.
In the last installment, Infernal Vices, Sebastian and Benedict collaborated to dismantle the sex cult from Book 2. Benedict infiltrated the cult, pretending to be a believer while secretly gathering information to pass on to Sebastian. Along the way, they found unlikely allies and prepared for the big takedown.
The series presented different facets of homosexuality, highlighting the Greek practice of pairing an older man with a younger one.
There is the pure kind of love between Benedict and Sebastian. While there is a 15-year age gap, the dynamics between them were more or less equal. And it is Sebastian who helped Benedict’s character grow and explore outside his comfort zone.
Benedict, as a narrator, tends to be self-deprecating, initially believing himself flawed and weak for his homosexuality. He sounded so insecure I was surprised to learn his age.
Later, his voice becomes more confident, especially when realizing that he can navigate the insidious workings of the cult and that there’s nothing morally wrong about his relationship with Sebastian, and his gravitas as a 50-year-old gentleman of considerable means shines through.
I wanted Sebastian’s POV, but seeing him through Benedict’s eyes enhanced his enigmatic and compelling presence. He is a man of many talents and protects his identity through various disguises. And with journalists and the police pursuing The Gentlemen Thief, Sebastian’s solution to that problem was ingenious!
Seeing him pop up as different characters was fun! Our boy clearly had it bad that he couldn’t stay away from Benedict, and his character as Birdy was a ray of sunshine! I’m tickled pink every time he calls Benedict, “dear heart.”
There is also the more lustful relationship between the young Baron Leopold and the older men who held him in thrall. Leo’s relationship with Blake and Cavendish was a bastardization of love. The two older men dote on him but also manipulate and use him for their evil plans. They lured him into the cult and made him believe he is destined for greatness.
Lawrence Blake is an American theosophist, con man, and the head of the cabal who called themselves Fratres Semenis. I felt like his character was based on David Bowie, especially the heterochromatic eyes and head-turning presence. In cahoots with him is Lord Benjamin Cavendish, along with other influential men of similar inclinations.
The cult worships the semen, believing that drinking a man’s seed will give them the wisdom and vitality of that man. The rituals, a.k.a. orgies, were quite graphic and gross. Leo is the Vessel and, thus, the receiver of most fluids. The young man had no inkling of the tragic fate that awaited him.
Among the unlikely allies is Charles Ash, a journalist and artist, who is really just in the cabal for the sex. Charles is crushing on Benedict, which makes the old man uncomfortable, but I’m glad they ended up as friends because Charles is charming and a good guy.
Another favorite is Nisa, a half-Indian, half-British heiress with a surprise connection to one of the characters. I wished she made her appearance sooner. Our girl is a gifted actress, skilled in martial arts, and one heck of a sharpshooter. I loved the part she played at the end. The big takedown was spectacular!
Resurrectionist is a potent mix of romance and erotic, suspense and intrigue, secret identities and occult rituals, plus a dash of magic you have to see to believe. Overall, a thrilling, passionate exploration of love, lust and snakey statues.
P.S.
I highly recommend audiobooking this because Gary Furlong was fantastic!
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SOUNDTRACK: Seed by The Academy Is, Seeds by Yoke Lore & Seeds of Gold by Closure in Moscow
Soundtrack to Resurrectionist: The Shooting Season by Isobel Starling
Seed by The Academy Is for a book about old lovers, new betrayals, and different perspectives.
Subjects are thrown around the room
Looking for the ones that got away
A feeling of soft anticipation
Another confrontation I won’t make
But how do we do it?
We turned into something else entirely, we fake it
But I wanted it so desperately to be realRun, run, holding on to some pieces that you left behind
Hope now, as I walk away, you’re the one that finds me out
Run from the only thing left that I hold closeSoundtrack to Resurrectionist: The Gentleman’s Thief by Isobel Starling
Seeds by Yoke Lore for a book about a lonely gentleman, a mysterious lover, secrets to unravel and a mission to conquer.
I remember the first words that you ever said
Burried soft like seeds deep in my chest
I wanna know who you are
I wanna know who you areYour hands like winter, eyes like wings
And the first kiss cut like ice in the spring
I wanna know who you are
I sleep deep in the dark….
Stumble into love like a challenge above
But I ache with the fear that my fate is to yell and to yearnSoundtrack to Resurrectionist: Infernal Vices by Isobel Starling
Seeds of Gold by Closure in Moscow for a book about beautiful liars, willing victims, and the tricky problem of getting them out.
A liar of the sharpest tongue
We can’t be something we’re not
I’ve met with the winged things baying
And they feed off the winter lurking in your mind
I can see it in your eyes
I just want you to get out
I just want you to get outBut once you were
Beautiful enough to bear seeds of gold
I didn’t sow much
You would hold me and I would stare
A pillar of salt whisked away by the air
Beautiful right from the start
I loved your soul enough to leave in the cold -
Subjects are thrown around the room
Looking for the ones that got away
A feeling of soft anticipation
Another confrontation I won’t make
But how do we do it?
We turned into something else entirely, we fake it
But I wanted it so desperately to be realRun, run, holding on to some pieces that you left behind
Hope now, as I walk away, you’re the one that finds me out
Run from the only thing left that I hold closeWhile he’s letting you in
You’ve got the feeling you’ve been followed under your skin
It will be weighing on your shoulder, believe itIf I could express it in a different dialect or in a delicate way
I’d capture the phrases inside the cage beneath my chest
And keep it locked for days
I wanted you so desperately to believe meRun, run, why are you running from another conversation?
Someone that I’ve been planning on, you’re the one that finds me out
There’s nowhere, now I found you, that I won’t goWhile he’s letting you in
You’ve got the feeling you’ve been followed under your skin
It will be weighing on your shoulder
You’ve got that seed in you
You’ve got that seed in youRun, run, what are you running from?
Let all your small steps expose your secrets
You don’t have to speak for me to believe it
But what do you mean? Yeah…Shaken and faint, you’ve got the feeling
You’ve been followed under your skin
It will be weighing on your shoulder
You’ve got that seed in you
You’ve got that seed in…
While letting you in
You’ve got the feeling you’ve been followed
Are you listening to anything I’ve said, said
To anything I’ve said, said
You’ve got that seed in youShaken and faint, it was the hardest thing to swallow
Pretending you don’t miss me
You’ve got that seed in you
You’ve got that seed in…
While letting you in, I’ll be thinking about tomorrow
And every time we cross those lines
You’ve got that seed in you
You’ve got that seed in…I hope now, as I walk away, you’re the one that finds me out
I remember the first words that you ever said
Burried soft like seeds deep in my chest
I wanna know who you are
I wanna know who you areYour hands like winter, eyes like wings
And the first kiss cut like ice in the spring
I wanna know who you are
I sleep deep in the darkSo come and take it all, leave a note for the world
I’ll be back from the sky
When the red earth cries for the girls
Stumble into love like a challenge above
But I ache with the fear that my fate is to yell and to yearnWhite roses at the front door
Our legs intertwined when it rains on the porch
I wanna know who you are
I hunt for blood like a sharkSo I’m running back to the lock of your arms
Baby, you know I never hit the mark
I wanna know who you are
‘Cause you’re the reason I’ve got so farSo come and take it all, leave a note for the world
I’ll be back from the sky
When the red earth cries for the girls
Stumble into love like a challenge above
But I ache with the fear that my fate is to yell and to yearnI leave it up to all the will that lives inside me
But I’d kill to keep you here right next to me
There’s something in the way I’m lifted
When I hear your name there’s nothing
That can touch what you have madeSo come and take it all, leave a note for the world
I’ll be back from the sky
When the red earth cries for the girls
Stumble into love like a challenge above
But I ache with the fear that my fate is to yell and to yearnA liar of the sharpest tongue
We can’t be something we’re not
I’ve met with the winged things baying
And they feed off the winter lurking in your mind
I can see it in your eyes
I just want you to get out
I just want you to get outBut once you were
Beautiful enough to bear seeds of gold
I didn’t sow much
You would hold me and I would stare
A pillar of salt whisked away by the air
Beautiful right from the start
I loved your soul enough to leave in the coldJust when I think that I’ll be safer out here
By picking up the pace, covering ground
Something is looming wicked in these clouds
And calling me back
Where will I run when all these winged things circle over my head?
When you’re young in the wild
Living in denial
You’ll never surviveBut once you were
Beautiful enough to bear seeds of gold
I didn’t sow much
You would hold me and I would stare
A pillar of salt whisked away by the air
Beautiful right from the start
I loved your soul enough to leave in the coldI don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
If it’s your voice that dissolves on the brittle light
You supplicate from the place I dare not tread
And ask me to lay myself bare
But you are dressed in night and snowBeautiful enough to bear seeds of gold
I didn’t sow much
You would hold me and I would stare
A pillar of salt whisked away by the air
Beautiful right from the start
I loved your soul enough to leave in the cold(Into the cold and I’ll go)
Into the shroud
(Into the cold and I’ll go)
Into the shroud
(Now that I know we’re one in the same)
Into the shroud‘Cause you’re young in the wild
Living in denial
You’ll never survive
(Now that I know we’re one in the same)(Into the shroud)
So young in the wild
Living in denial -
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