To the Roots of the Cyborg

I’ve recently mined out a huge amount of post ideas after my really prolonged dry spell and I have begun writing them. But alas, I hit a snag where finding the reference materials and pictures was really hard to do due to the sheer quantity of stuff I had to go through to find the exact one I need. However, I did hit upon the idea this post will be about (In the shower, weirdly enough. I normally get these flashes of “genius” just as I’m about to sleep). So for today, as a sort of a filler and a post just to entertain all (For I assure you, you will be entertained), this is a post about ALLLLLLLLL me fetishes.

Oh yeah, you guys and girls f******g read that right. My fetishes and their origins. Time to descend down the dark, unlit passageways of CyborgCommunist’s mind to reach that one room with the huge words “FETISHES” plastered on the door.

The REAL long awaited post – Why I love Yuri

Sooo, for those that managed to catch my April’s Fool joke previously, ha! I now present to you the real post.

I’m joking about the title of course. Well….not that much. I’ve been intending to write this post for such a long time now. Pretty much ever since I got into Yuri and people (who know about my anime watching/manga reading habits) asking me why I loved it, I’ve been intending to write this.

First of all, I should give a short introduction of sorts on how I even got into Yuri. And actually, this is the exact same story on how I discovered the wonders of 2D since I found that out through Yuri. So yeah, Yuri is rather important to me. (That sounds rather…strange…)