and it wasn’t a comfortable thought. Let me clear possible misconceptions and state hard facts first: It wasn’t a h-doujin, just like all my Touhou doujins are. It was Reimu x Marisa, which obviously wasn’t yaoi. The author was Aki Eda — one of my favourites and a damn good artist — and it was the recently translated 5th volume, from the Pestermom archive over at TouhouWiki, called “Yellow Flower that Blooms in Chest”, which I’ll assume is a euphemism for yuri.

Ever had one of those moments hit you and you get a sense of perfect empathy? Your senses are heightened, your feelings are in sync to an extent where you’re now like the proverbial mech pilot with a harmonising rate of over 90%. You are the mech, the mech is you, there is no mech. Well, yesterday’s realization was nothing like that. I kid. But damn, was it close. Too close, in fact.