Here’s to a new year! Here’s my first mega try (also first time posting in a while due to reasons) but heya! Admittedly struggled a fair bit with self doubt and anxiety on this one as put it off for a while/other things caught up with me but I figure I’ll be glad I did it once I’ve done it. It’s kinda being done last minute though, so admittedly there’s that…

I’d been intending to make the mega about something else originally when I signed up, but that would require more time on my part (and I just binge read this recently, so it all works out). Anyways, my subject of the week is The Summer Hikaru Died; it’s a queer (BL) horror manga which is currently also scheduled for anime release next year (2025).

Content warnings naturally follow and further details will be spoilered.

CONTENT WARNINGS

Grief, body horror and (very debatably IMO) mild gore, supernatural horror (ghosts/“impurities”, otherworldly entities), death I suppose though that one’s a given

Premise

The titular Hikaru went for a walk in the woods, died, and something came back wearing his body, something that doesn’t quite know how to be human or mortal; “Hikaru” returned, to ensure that his best friend, Yoshiki, would not be lonely. Romantic tension (and tension of a less pleasant kind) ensues.

The plot/things I like about it thus far (light spoilers)

Yoshiki and “Hikaru” have an absolutely great dynamic- their relationship may not be fully healthy, but their intentions seem to both be in the right place, as are their deep feelings (Yoshiki’s for Hikaru and increasingly for “Hikaru,” and Hikaru and “Hikaru’s” own true feelings) and honesty in this regard, despite the latter “Hikaru” being effectively an imposter of sorts. (it’s complicated, but these are increasingly distinguished separately and I really like that process as well)

“Hikaru” is, while not quite a blank slate, extremely new to the concept of even just “being” in the sense that mortal creatures and individual organisms(?) do. They’ve had to learn (and Yoshiki has had to confront them about) the value and significance of life and death; they’ve increasingly established boundaries, and they approach the world with a liveliness and curiousity that is really cute (the original Hikaru was also lively FWIW, but “Hikaru” is experiencing everything anew even if they retain the memories).

Yoshiki, on the other hand, is both grappling with his grief and loss of Hikaru, while finding comfort (and discomfort alike) in his imposter, and in guiding them through a new world or state of being. He’s finding his resolve and moral/ethical backbone interacting with “Hikaru” (very blue-and-orange morality dynamics, though they’re learning), he’s experiencing what could be described as a rocky but determined romance and queer experimentation at the same time “Hikaru” is being introduced to notions of attraction and desire (beyond instinctual desire to consume).

Their pairing in so many ways should not work (or rather would be usually destined for a tragic end). From the start, there have been several points where by all means it should have met such an end. But their determination and willingness to meet the other where they’re at and gradually be understanding with the other is both fascinating and something I’d feel optimistic for (and interested in seeing play out further).

Anyways, I should cut myself short at this (and make sure to have something properly written beforehand for next time). But anyways, thus far it’s a strong recommend (if you feel alright with the content warnings) from me.


Join our public Matrix server! https://matrix.to/#/#tracha:chapo.chat


As a reminder, please do not discuss current struggle sessions in the mega. We want this to be a little oasis for all of us and the best way to do that is not to feed into existing conflict on the site.

Also, be sure to properly give content warnings and put sensitive subjects behind proper spoiler tags. It’s for the mental health of not just your comrades, but yourself as well.

Here is a screenshot of where to find the spoiler button.

  • ashinadash [she/her]@hexbear.net
    link
    fedilink
    English
    arrow-up
    5
    ·
    edit-2
    4 hours ago

    Reading an appallingly bad yuri manga so that I can remember how bad things really are and what the good times are like by contrast, and then being satisfied reading a middling yuri manga madeline-smug

  • EstraDoll [she/her]@hexbear.net
    link
    fedilink
    English
    arrow-up
    6
    ·
    edit-2
    5 hours ago

    hey does anyone know how the fuck element works? i need help. My version of Element got “disconnected from server” and I have no idea how to reconnect and now I can’t even use Element or tracha

    EDIT: made it even worse. I can’t sign back into my genzedong.xyz account now

    okay so apparently genzedong.xyz isn’t even a real fucking home server anymore so i don’t fucking know i hate matrix

  • Yukiko [she/her]@hexbear.netM
    link
    fedilink
    English
    arrow-up
    8
    ·
    6 hours ago

    Weird balance of feeling from my top surgery from a month and a half ago. My left boob is numb and my right boob is overly sensitive, but only to pain. >:|

  • LocalOaf [they/them, ze/hir]@hexbear.net
    link
    fedilink
    English
    arrow-up
    8
    ·
    7 hours ago
    dysphoria, self care, body hair

    Been putting it off but gonna try the Nair creme I got after awhile neglecting myself and will let you all know how it goes

    (I’m a deeply cursed big gay baby with super sensitive skin but also ridiculous hirsute Mediterranean genes)

    Hopefully it goes well, if not, I hope to provide valuable data to trans sciencetrans-heart

  • NotLuigi [they/them]@hexbear.net
    link
    fedilink
    English
    arrow-up
    6
    ·
    7 hours ago
    discussion of alcohol

    Any time I’m drunk I want two things:

    1. To tell everyone I’m drunk
    2. To shoot the shit with queer people

    Btw I’m drunk

  • GhostOfHoxha@lemmy.ml
    link
    fedilink
    arrow-up
    8
    ·
    8 hours ago

    I already did self discovery and came out to everybody and now I have to do it again? Fucking bullshit

  • EstraDoll [she/her]@hexbear.net
    link
    fedilink
    English
    arrow-up
    16
    ·
    14 hours ago

    getting gendered correctly by a customer after getting like 10 “sirs” in a row before feels like getting up from Fight For Your Life mode in Borderlands

  • Wendy_Pleakley [they/them, he/him]@hexbear.net
    link
    fedilink
    English
    arrow-up
    8
    ·
    edit-2
    13 hours ago
    "Things went from Sinbad to Sin-worse!"

    freaking out because I might have to jury duty without my Adderall and/or antidepressants. it’s only an issue if I actually serve on the jury I guess.

    but like, texting my parents and my sibling when I’m freaking out doesn’t work. I’m like shaking and typing and walking at the same time, and they just respond with “cool”. Like, I need someone to acknowledge the intensity of what I’m feeling.

    My brother is like “oh well I hope things get better”. My bag broke and my mom is like “we can buy you another” I wanted this one, I only broke it because I was mad because nobody is taking me seriously

    where is the understanding. where is the “I know how you feel, there there, we can get through this”. Trick Question! Not in my fucking family. We watch each other walk off cliffs and then laugh because “that’s just how we are”.

    I might call a hotline because holy hell I’m worse than I thought. Trying really hard to keep it together. It’s so hard when I’m telling someone how upset I am and they’re reacting like I’m talking about an episode of Frasier I saw.

    like how can this matter to only me. how can my life not resonate with others even on the level of “wow, I know how that feels”.

    To me there is such an obvious thing of like, I’m telling you this and I look upset and am acting upset, and for you to react in such a casual way is to deny me the space of my emotions and to be unwilling to engage with what I’m dealing with.

    I’m reaching a fever pitch where I really may need someone to tell me to fuck off. If I’m truly not supposed to expect anyone to care whatsoever, I need that told to me explicitly. If I am truly on my own, I need someone to tell me to my fucking face . I need someone to explain to me what I’m doing wrong because I don’t fucking know anyone and I’m gonna go nuts.