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    I love everything involving action, adventure and mystery.
    One of my favs:
    Detective Conan
    Naruto Classic
    No. 6

    And I´m recently obsessed with banana fish, although a little bit late ;)
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  1. Good evening. I'm looking for some fluffy and soft shojo ai anime meaning no sexual content please. It'd be cool if the anime had a well developed storyline as well as characters. I'm also down for the romance part to be only a sideplot or just subtly hinted at and having cool action/ adventure features. And if I'm not picky enough, it'd be great if the female protgonists didn't have their typical assigned ,,roles,, in the relationship aka the male and the female type. Thanks for all recommendations beforehand
  2. I feel so lonely reading this thread I have had one friend who absolutely adored ramance and shojo anime and for me it's just...meh. I'm more an action type. The same is with my sister, she watches anime but only the kind I'm not interested in. So, yeah, I'm basically a lone wolf /:P I often spam my dear non-anime-watcher friends, but they simply get bored and it's obviously not quite as fun as talking to ppl who know what I'm talking about or referring to,, yeah life is tough
  3. My problem is that I get bored too easily by things that made me happy a few moments ago. Sure, I like watching anime or playing video games, drawing, the usual stuff, but right now, I don´t feel like any of it (Yes I am aware that it´s the middle of the night xD) so, I´ll just go with the thing that I enjoy doing at the moment: listening to some calm music while enjoying a cup of teaaa. What I´m an expert at is easy for me to answer: I´m incredibly good at dwelling on the past
  4. spätixD

    coffee or tea

    Tea. Watching the sun rise while drinking some good ol´ hot herb tea is just what I need in the morning. It gives me strength to sit through school till 4pm Actually, I´m in the mood for a cup right now
  5. Oh okay, thank you @Seshi and @Illusion of Terra for this little tutorial, I really needed it xP (and I feel so awesome now that it works :D) yes @Seshi the chimera ant arc was so intense and heart breaking, I literally had to take a break for one week before continuing <.< and @Illusion of Terra so this is some kind of premiere huh, the first German anyways, I will (this @ thing is so cool )
  6. Thanks for the warm welcome, I´m looking forward tonhave a good time here! And yeah, guess I got caught, I´m just a German trying to get to know people beyond borders Also is there another option to directly refer to someone´s respond than just posting another reply to the topic (if you know what I mean..)??
  7. There once was a little mirror. He was loved by many and disliked by several. Those who admired him complimented him for showing them the truth. But those who didn´t would always get mad. ,,It don´t wanna see what you see. I don´t wanna hear what you think. Show me what I wanna see!´´ So, the little mirror, scared and intimidated, kept quiet. And he met their expectations. And the little mirror showed them all the lies the people wanted to see. But with each lie, a scratch appeared on his face. Small little scratches. At first, he brushed it off. ,,Wounds heal with time. It will be better soon.´´ But when was soon? Soon, his whole glass pane was no longer a single pane but scattered it many many little pieces. He was scared. He didn´t dare to open his eyes. He couldn´t bear it. Bear the change he went through. He was angry. At all the people. Yes, all the people, who told him, whom he´d believed in... He was angry. At himself. He had enough. He couldn´bear it anymore. He wanted to go back. Return time. To a time, the the scattered mirror used to be a little mirror. -spätixD
  8. I like this little project! Even though I´m rarly dealing with poems due to school and not enough free time, its been always my favorite kind of literature. I just like inteprating the meaning of poems and transfer it to my own situation, like some soft of life lesson. Here I have a poem from the novel ´´The perks of being a wallflower´´ I had to read in school and this poem is the most remarkable part of it and its also the first thing to come to my mind when I think about the novel. Sooo, here it comes: Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines he wrote a poem And he called it ´´Chops´´ because that was the name of his dog And that´s what it was all about And his teacher gave him an A and a gold star And his mother hung it on the kitchen door and read it to his aunts That was the year Father Tracy took all the kids to the zoo And he let them sing on the bus And his little sister was born with tiny toenails and no hair And his mother and father kissed a lot And the girl around the corner sent him a Valentine signed with a row of X´s and he had to ask his father what the X´s meant And his father tucked him to bed at night And was always there to do it Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines he wrote a poem And he called it ´´Autumn´´ because that was the name of the season And that´s what it was all about And his teacher gave him an A and asked him to write more clearly And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door because of its new paint And the kids told him that Father Tracy smoked cigars And left butts on the pews And sometimes they would burn holes That was the year his sister got glasses with thick lenses and black frames And the girl around the corner laughed when he asked her to go see Santa Claus And the kids told him why his mother and father kissed a lot And his father never tucked him to bed at night And his father got mad when he cried for him to do it. Once on a paper torn from his notebook he wrote a poem And he called it ´´Innocence: A Question´´ because that was the question about his girl And that´s what it was all about And his teacher gave him an A and a strange look And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door because he never showed her That was the year Father Tracy died And he forgot how the end of the Apostle´s Creed went And he caught his sister making out on the back porch And his mother and father never kissed or even talked And the girl around the corner wore too much makeup That made him cough when he kissed her but he kissed her anyway because that was the thing to do And at three A.M. he tucked himself into bed his father snoring loudly That´s why on the back of a brown paper bag he tried another poem And he called it ´´Absolutely Nothing´´ Because that´s what it was really all about And he gave himself an A and a slash on each damed wrist And he hung it on the bathroom door because this time he didn´t think he could reach the kitchen. ~taken from Perks of being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky So, after this long text, what do you think about it? I´m pretty curious about someone elses intepretation because I was talking with a friend of mine about it. In the novel, it´s stated that ,,[n]obody knew who wrote it, but said he heard it before, and he heared it was some kid´s suicide note.´´ I think in the end, the narrator of the poem does indeed kill himself, but I think the developement has more to do with the struggles of growing up. Throughout the novel, the protagonist repeats his actions: he writes a poem, tells about his teacher, mother, sister, the girl around the corner and his father. The poem itself is a repetition, also seen by the structure of the text- it stays the same (Parallelism).But even though the narrators actions are the same, his surroundings begin to change! His sister grows up from a little newborn to probably a teenager or young adult making out, his parents realtionship envolves as they are slowly drifting apart etc. The protagonist stays the same, or wants to stay the same. That is due to him crying and begging his father to tuck him into bed. His father thinks he´s old enough to go to bed by himself, while the narrator wants things to be the same. While his surrounding change by time, he´s stuck in the past, his childhood and does not want to face adulthood. But slowly realising that he cannot change time and not stop this process, his only escape from this one sided street is suicide. This is my personal opinion on the poem. Since I myself am going through these struggles of growing up and not wanting/ denying the obligations adulthood brings along, I can personally relate to it, which is probably why I´m so fond of it. Please share your thoughts on it, because I´m reallllyyyy interested about other reader´s points of views that I haven´t thought of
  9. I´m currently watching banana fish and feel like the only person talking about the show due to me being 2 years late but meh xD. I´m only half through the show but my heart is already scattered. And I´m scared of what´s coming ;-;
  10. Hey, I´m spätixD aaand now a member of this forum I assume? I love writing and discussing about anime and manga because my poor soul has no one to talk to since none of my friends show any interest in these topics. And trying to sum up the plot of 100+ episodes to someone who has no idea whats going on is just not the same as crying about Kite´s death with someone who has seen HxH. Which is kind of the reason why I´m here :D By the way, I am curretly watching banana fish and omg the feels?? I´m only half through this show but almost all of my fav characters already died so I have no strenght to go this road alone anymore xD. So if anyone´s willing to share some encouraging words, I´m totally here for it!
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