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Everything the adap did wrongly (Season 2)
It has been a while but:
Excluding Doudou, Mitsurugi and Kariya (and Mahiru but he's mostly season 1)
Cutting out Enji's inner monolgue
Not showing Enji's torture (so now Banda is just another fanservice character instead of actually being shown as the psychopath he really is because Enji's torture was the best time to show it and they really just FUCKING SKIPPED OVER IT
Doing Heiya so dirty people see her actions as fan service
Excluding Kuzuryu from the 4 of clubs
Not including Chishiya and Daimon's flirty banter (also with daddy Kuzuryu just being the daddy to the gay daughter and hot son) (KEEP THE ◇ FOUND FAMILY CLOSE)
NEFTLIX WHERE IS MY "69, well, no comments there~"
Cutting out Shiirabi's entire backstory that now he's just some mindless killer to the live adap only watchers
Basing Kuzuryu's backstory around Chishiya so when you bring up Kuzu in a conversation with the live adap only watchers 49% of them say, oh the glasses guy (season 1 watchers) and 48% say "oh, the one that lawyer guy that (insert Chishiya reference here) (also the other 3% say "OH I REMEMBER HIM! HE'S THAT HOT DILF SUGAR DADDY" but that's beside the point)
Not including the explanation of the Joker being the ferryman between life and death or some other shit
Not including Tatta admitting he jerked off to Kuina, then Kuina stripping to make Tatta hard again (it was just funny also KUINA MY QUEEN)
Making everyone who was in the K♤ game nearly immortal with THICC ASS chunks of plot armor instead of just getting Doudou (again, excluding Doudou), his big sister Heiya, and his dad Aguni defeat Shiirabi on their own WITHOUT ARISU HAVING TO SPRAY A DRUG STORE WITH DEODORANT
Also it was all because of everyone not dying in the K♤ that people died from his broken hand because he "hAd nO WiLL tO LiVe" like SHUT UP! Tatta didn't drop out of school to pursue his dreams (or something haven't read the manga in a while) just for you to say he has "nO wiLL tO LiVe"
Cutting out any possible Kuzuyuuma interactions because WE DESERVED TO SEE OUR HUSBANDS BEING GAY!! THE SUPER ENERGETIC NUDIST AND THE LOW-ENERGY DEPRESSED LAWYER THEY WERE THE BEST SHIPPPP (aside from Kuiann of course but again, that's beside the point) (and then the live adap only watchers will say "why do you even ship them? They never even interacted," because SHUT UP YES THEY DID! VERY GAYLY!)
Not showing Kyuma's pp
Cutting out Chapter 52 and basically all possibility of citizen interaction because WHERE IS MY BIG HAPPY CITIZEN FAMILY NETFLIX??? WHERE???
Making the show such that live adap only watchers think watching the show only is enough and they don't have to read the manga
I think I actually missed out quite a lot but let me know if you noticed any that I missed! 😀
Ha, 69 notes at the time I reblog this, nice
The most intimate experience I’ve ever had with another person has got to be when my friend and I drove around for over an hour and she just patiently listened to my rant about House MD and Hilson even tho she had never watched it and it also wasn’t the type of media she engaged in. And half way through the drive she started constructing a playlist specifically of songs that were so Hilson coded “for inspiration” and once there were a few songs on the playlist we started taking turns explaining what exactly in the song FELT Hilson coded and it’s the closest I’ve felt to being understood
Ya’ll I just realized that the original ninja turtles where born in 69 😞
Hehe. Funny number hehe
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OK, yeah, this is what I want to be doing
In the mood for a girl to straddle me & sit on my face while she is sucking me off.
Volunteers?
I am at 69 posts and I am overjoyed at the humorous sexual implication. And, as with any joy, I wish to share it with the world; to scream it from the rooftops for all to hear. Thrilled, I rush to my keyboard to quickly type out a short joke. However, I am met with a dilemma: if I make a post about it, the source of my joy will be no more, as it will be my 70th post. But, if I don't make a post, no one will ever know that it even existed in the first place.
So I must choose: should I commemorate this beautiful moment and, by doing so, end it? Or should I preserve this moment forever, but never celebrate it? Which kind of death is more real? To die in public or live in secret?
I save the post as a draft and promise myself that I'll come back and choose. I come back but I don't choose. The post just grows longer and longer as I promise myself, again and again, that I'll make a choice next time. If I can just perfect it, if I can just string together a flawless sequence of words for my thoughts, then the correct choice will be obvious - then I won't need to live in this moment forever.
My therapist tells me this is a recurring thing for me: to be caught between wanting to live in yesterday and wanting to control tomorrow. I think I'm scared of change. I think I feel small. I think I'm scared of being alone. I think I feel small. I think I try to control the things I'm scared of. I think I feel small. I think I try to bottle and taxidermize joy instead of feeling it. I think I feel small. I think showing people my joy is a proxy for feeling it. I think I feel small. I think death scares me but I don’t know which kind scares me more.
On one hand, I wish I could live in the moment and celebrate today instead of trying to preserve it. I wish that I spent more time making decisions and less time deciding. Despite being obsessed with time, I rarely cherish or enjoy it. On the other hand, I wish I didn’t need to publicly celebrate my time. I wish I could just enjoy something without advertising my joy. I don’t feel comfortable feeling anything unless you see it.
Caught between two bad coping mechanisms for deeper fears ways to cheat death, I think the only good choice is to delete this post, to accept that a beautiful thing happened (past tense) and to love it for an unimportant moment by my unimportant self. I think the only good choice is to love and live myself, even if I can’t do either forever. But, if you are seeing this post, you already know what choice I made. And, if you aren’t seeing this post, then you never knew that I made a choice to begin with. To you, dear reader, this post exists in quantum superposition - live and dead, made and unmade - until you read it. Like Schrodinger's cat, I exist in the blur between yesterday and tomorrow; I only live or die when you look.
I would like to thank everyone for this great achievement. I’ve waited many moons for this day to come. The only thing I have to say is this: nice.