When Detective Saitou gets a chance to meet his favorite author and learns something very unexpected about him, resisting his fanboyish impulses is suddenly the least of his concerns.
Anarchist Katsu deals with the question of Sano dating a what, now?
Breakfast is sometimes a challenge in the Oniwaban household.
In response to Heero’s tendency to date the biggest jerks on the planet, his friends have developed a screening process for all potential boyfriends. This latest guy seems like he might be up to scratch, but only if he can survive The Test.
Two busy high school seniors manage to avoid harassment about dating by pretending to be dating each other… but that’s always a little dangerous when the parties involved are this compatible.
An unusual Christmas present helps open Duo’s eyes on an important subject.
Over the course of an evening spent trying to prevent Duo from annoying the neighbors more than strictly necessary, Heero finds an unexpected release from his usual inhibitions.
When the victim of Sano’s prank texting turns out to be an intimidating cop, Sano’s friends are every bit as amused as Sano is terrified.
Days keep slipping by while Heero, who desperately wants to step up his relationship with Duo, the taxi driver that always takes him to work, continually puts off confessing that he likes him.
It’s all right to be unskilled at romance.
Saitou isn’t terribly pleased at the approach of Christmas and the winter break; Sano thinks he knows the reason and what to do about it.
That’s what Saitou and Sano inspire while grocery shopping.
Sano worries about his unsatisfying affair with Saitou and when it may end.
Sano did stupid shit as a child. Turns out maybe Saitou did too.
Sano and Kaoru are up late doing completely different things.
Joker here for Halloween, presenting horror movie reviews and spiders!
Everything sucks right now
Two October horror movies, a long segment about a picture I finished drawing a while ago, and some clouds.
In which I give one movie a fairly proper review, and then talk about Get Out for, like, eight minutes
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