#for the record i haven't watched mob in a minute and i haven't really been thinking about it more than usual recently

[thevegetablewhichnoonedaresname]

I really like that scene in mob psycho 100 where those random guys try to bully mob, but then, before mob can even do anything, dimple makes the guy disrobe and ritsu tries to kill him and the body improvement club just kinda circles up and squishes him between their pecs until the guys beg for mercy and leave. because it's a very stupid scene. kinda the epitome of the show's goofy weird slapstick humor. and so when you're watching it the first time you assume that's the purpose of the scene--to be dumb slapstick humor. because it succeeds at that, so it would be perfectly functional if that's all it was.

but THEN it turns out that it's actually setup for two episodes later when mogami traps him in a mind dimension to try and turn him evil and he's standing in the SAME PLACE and he sees ritsu on the bridge but ritsu doesn't acknowledge him. and he gets bullied. and not only is he powerless to defend himself, he has no one who cares. the scene plays out an evil mirrored version of itself where it's straightforward. it's harsh. it's empty. mob gets beaten up, and he is alone.

and that would've been a good scene on its own, too. but to me the fact that you see the silly ridiculous version of it FIRST (the one that culminates in the body improvement club suffocating a guy with their man boobs) is really important to me. because then, later, you feel how much more it hurts for mob to be alone when you've already seen what it could be, what it is. and then on a rewatch when you see the goofy version of the scene you can't help but feel an undercurrent of dread and a sense of how dangerously close the absurd is to tipping over into something way too real and visceral. which is a feeling that runs throughout the entire show.

anyway.

[natsspammityspamspamham]

Dino Watches Anime (Nov 5, 2022)

I gotta start putting the year in these things because I've been on Tumblr for too fricking long.

Anyways, I've been getting back into anime which is why my doctor is very concerned (I'm not even joking about that one).

These sequels are good (obviously)

Pop Team Epic

Honestly, the last few episodes have been mediocre. For one, I expected more out of Asanuma and Toyonaga's bit. Second, the writing, like all comedies, is extremely hit or miss. Pop Team Epic in particular is niche to many memes that people haven't even heard of. I'm watching it for the seiyuu and the bad jokes. Yuuma and Enoki's 3B part is what puts it under the "Yeah, I'll keep watching this" category.

Spy x Family Season 2

Yeah, it's good. Wholesome stuff right here. This is the type of content that's okay to put on your search history. Yor is also one of the few characters that Shonen Jump can sexualize without being put on a watch list. Not that they need to. We all show up for Anya.

Mairimashita Iruma-kun Season 2

My only complaint is that there isn't enough Clara antics. I have already written a post about this show. It's good. Go watch it.

Mob Psycho 100 Season 3

Takahiro Sakurai scandal? What is a "Takahiro Sakurai scandal"? For real, that scandal did kind of rock my enjoyment of the show, and I really wouldn't want Reigen to be played by anyone else, but that's up to the people involved with the show. Either way, this season has already been recorded. I just don't see how they can top that previous season with Reigen's revelation arc. Just remember kids, separate the artist from their work. Sakurai is just a small part of what makes Mob Psycho 100 good. There's also some controversy with the dub cast too, so don't think that watching dub will protect you from that.

Recently finished

Koi wa Sekai Seifuku no Ato de

The fanservice interferes with this show. Honestly, I've been watching anime for quite a while, and even this show really sticks out for some reason. Besides that, it's a cute love story that doesn't diverge too much from the usual "Romeo and Juliet" type fare.

I was really surprised about some of the casting decisions for this anime, but I think it worked out for the most part. I don't think I've seen Yuusuke Kobayashi play a meathead before.

Heaven's Design Team

Okay, this is the one show where it genuinely doesn't matter that the cast is never developed because it isn't that type of show. It's ecology mixed with creationism, and even though you'd think those two would never mix, it leads to an almost theistic brand of evolution, and I think that's okay. Just enjoy it for what it is. I watched it for the seiyuu who made the show fun. It's a nice watch, but I can't say it's mindless because you do actually need to pay attention sometimes.

Also, I accidentally watched this out-loud on a VC and still cringe every time I remember that. It was during one particular scene too. Ouch.

Shinchou Yuusha

I pretty much watched this for the voice actors. For one, Aki Toyosaki was really funny in the clips I've seen. Second, I got it spoiled for me and wanted to see the build-up for said spoiler. It was alright. Not a complete waste of time, but it still wasted time if you get what I mean (I watched it on 1.5 speed). I should've been productive. I feel like some of this stuff could've actually been abridged. Besides the two main characters and a few gag characters, the cast is extremely forgettable. It's almost like they made them forgettable on purpose. The fanservice interfered with the show a lot. I could not sit a minute without having female MC's boobs hanging out.

Romantic Killer

Yo, I made a post for all the reasons you should go watch this show. You should go do that. Quit reading this and go watch it. It's good. I like it. Makes the little dino in my brain boogey.

(also a comment on that gif: If this was your normal average harem with a male protagonist, MC would've definitely accidentally groped someone. Anzu never fall on their ball sack. I appreciate that it just stops with a kabedon and her accidentally stomping the crap out of him)

On-going

Akuyaku Reijou nanode Last Boss wo Kattemimashita

I just realized that I may have watched too many anime with Yuuichirou Umehara as the lead, and the funniest part is that all of the three characters in the past three anime I've mentioned have the exact same voice. It wasn't a whole "voice actors have such range" kind of thing. Umehara does have range, but I swear the past three entries have had him to do the exact same or extremely similar voices (closer to his natural voice). He was also in Heaven's Design Team where he did give the character a different voice. So yeah, he's been in four of the anime I've watched lately, and I think it was done by choice? I don't know. He happened to align with a lot of my stuff on my "watch later" list. Meanwhile, Rie Takahashi has given such range as Anzu and the MC of this anime. Man, I have slept on how good she is.

Anyways, this anime is alright. Honestly, go read the manga which covers the first four episodes. From episode five on, the anime goes at a snail's pace compared to the first four episodes which adapted at light speed. Bro, choose your pace then STICK WITH THE PACE YOU CHOSE.

Chainsaw Man

You know, I thought this while reading the first few chapters, but man, it feels both refreshing and insulting to have a straight-forward pervert as the protagonist. Thanks for being honest with us and what you want to project, but man, I am not part of the crowd that would relate to this (asexual). It beats all of those "I'm a good guy who just happens to grope women in my spare time" MCs, but man, how am I supposed to get behind Denji as a main character? Also, screw those people who dislike the casting. I strongly like this cast. Tomori deserves support and so does that trombonist playing Denji. Also, RIP to all of them peeps who are falling for the Makima x Denji stuff. We all know how that's gonna turn out given the tone of the show... and the manga readers screaming spoilers at us from 100 kilometres away.

[digressfromreality]

The Day The Tables Turned

Synopsis: This was PERSONAL. That much was obvious. What does one clown do when a mobster doesn’t learn his place in Gotham’s new criminal hierarchy? Of course, kidnap their life blood, the one that literally means more than the filthy air they breathe. First he isolates her, second manipulates her, third the mutual companionship was completely unexpected. Revenge at its finest.

Original Inspiration: Heath Ledger’s Joker     Part 2 of 6

Warning: SMUT, DEATH, my terrible grammar lol

THE AFTERMATH

One. Two. Three. The body slumped on the second shot, she just put another dose of metal into the sap for good measure. Rose took a deep breath and handed the warm pistol to Darius's expecting hand. She quietly watched him slip the gun into the loose waistband of his designer jeans. With a slight of adjustment of his fitted shirt the outline of the weapon was virtually hidden. Rose wasn't stupid, it was one of many he would kept on his person always. Her cheeks flushed when she realized she had been caught staring, of course she would be connected to ogling her intimating client.

"See something you like Miss Codwell?" Her embarrassment furthered, even her chest was blotchy from her humiliating actions.

"Have I proven my loyalty Mr. Dodson?" He extended his hand waiting for hers to accept the invitation. She eyed him wearily, but took a firm hold of his hand.

"Exceedingly so." He took a possessive arm around her waist and walked back out to the main street. They passed many people wandering the Gotham streets, busying themselves with all of city's night life had to offer. No one had paid them any mind or any extra attention. A fit black male escorted a tall, leggy blonde to a night on the town, nobody thought twice about the blatant stereotype. 

They had turned the corner of the final block, stopping in front of upscale bar. From what Rose could quickly deduce was it was an upscale mob affiliated bar. "Rose, would you like a drink?" She turned her attention from the curious eyes to the bartender that Darius had called over in front of them.

"Do you have a Riesling?"

"Right up Miss," the bartender looked to her companion, "Boss?"

"The usual." Darius leaned in towards Rose, "I thought tonight would be more of a champagne kind of night." Darius backed away only to move back in handing Rose her drink. She took a small sip, trying to regain her voice in the room full of stares.

"I do have to work in the morning." Darius chuckled, flashing his handsome smile at Rose's sincerity.

"Of course, Ms. Codwell, business as usual." He snaked his arm around her shoulder directing her to the closest VIP booth. "Everyone I would like you to meet, Rose Codwell, our new accountant."

Rose slowly rubbed her eyes, trying to fey away her drowsiness. She almost wanted to kick out her feet and stretch but there was something tight wrapped around her middle. She let out a shaky breath as she realized it was a strong-arm tracing shapes along her abdomen.

"So, what were you dreaming bout sweet cheeks?" She let out another shaky breath, what happen last night was indeed reality.

"I..." Joker pressed his body closer to hers, she could feel his lips and scars tickle the cusp of her neck.

"I don't like liars." She forced out another shaky breath, he giggled softly.

"I dreamt about my first night working with the mob."

"And-da?" He asked almost impatiently. Her anxiety intensified.

"It was the first time of many times shooting someone." Her body went rigidly stiff when she heard the click of switch blade being opened. He traced the tip of the knife down the side of her body.

"There is a lot of firsts to think about. First time I haven't killed a hostage in a weeks' time and you..." She felt the knife paused, slightly digging into her hip. "Letting a clown defiled Maroni's precious daughter. Couldn't let this hidden gem be locked away forever." Rose whimpered, the knife was cutting down into her skin putting unwanted pressure on her hip. Of course, it didn't sound much like she was scared, no, no it gave Joker the opposite idea.

"Ah-yes. Fond memories huh?" He shoved her down on her back, she struggled hard against his hold, trying to buck her hips, and kick her legs now the knife was nowhere to be seen or felt. "Ah-ta-ta-ah," he chastised, "look at me Rose." She refused, he wrapped his hand tightly around her chin, "I said LOOK AT ME."

Her eyes stared straight at his dark ones which were boring into hers. He grinned down at her lovely, terrified face, he treated her to a wet sloppy kiss. He laughed again. He dropped his hold and quickly jumped up, "Come on Rose, we have places to go and people to see," he plucked his coat from her warm grasped. She pulled her knees close to her upper body, trying to shield her naked form from the cold and his wandering eyes.

"Where are my clothes?"

"Feeling a bit nippy?" She held her chest tight giving him a miffed glare.

"You were going to leave me this way." He grinned, licking his lips in excitement. She was comfortable accusing him of thoughts that he did have, but he couldn't let her know it. What was the fun if she knew all the answers?

"Maybe." He giggled as he 'gently' boxed the side of her face.

"I'll catch my death."

"You'll catch more than that if you go out there." Her eyes widened, there was no way that, "bathroom to the right, um 5 minutes. Then across the hall, down the steps third door to the left." He walked out the room only to pop his head back in, "every minute extra will cost a scream. Ha ha ha hah." She quickly made her way towards the bathroom, she really didn't want to find out if his threat was because of a knife or his other tool.

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"Turn that vile smut off." Sal stared hard at the drink in his hand. What he had just witnessed had disgusted him to his core. If he had half a mind he would skin that clown alive for this. To think it hadn't cross his mind that his simpering, petulant daughter wasn't dodging his calls but missing and was being manipulated by the clown. 

How did he find out about her? Not even the closest family knew about her direct relationship to him other than his organization. "How many have seen this?"

"The box said 2 of 3." Maroni slammed his drink down so hard that it shattered. His lieutenant winced.

"Who else would that sick freak send this too?"

His men began to scramble. "We're trying to find out now."

"I'll kill him."

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Rose kept pulling on the hem of the dress, it was too tight and too short. Besides she had no undergarments to shield her underneath. She probably would have been warmer and more comfortable wrapped in a sheet if there had been one. She stopped, a hand had blocked her path forward.

"Looks like you don't disappoint." Joker tsked, licking the corner of his scarred lips. He was examining the black dress that he had left for her. He tapped his wrist as if gesturing to a watch, "From my calculations Rosey you are 2 and a half minutes late, which would equal to 2 and a half screams."

"How do you get half a..." Rose paused hearing the click of knife opening again. He flipped her around, shoving her stomach hard into the wall. She tried to thrash against him, only for him to force his weight against hers. He began to rub her shoulder hard as if to prep the skin for about what he was going to carve into her now.

"You know how to get a guy going, don't ya?" She could feel his arousal. "How about this?" He dove the knife's tip into a healing cut. She screeched in pain. "One." He pulled away only to slam the knife farther into the cut, twisting it back and forth. She damn near dropped at how terrible the pain was. "Two." He giggled.

"Please, please stop Joker." She desperately pleaded.

"Too bad we can't get to three." He leaned into close, she could feel his hot breath through her disheveled hair. "And let me lick to the center of your tootsy pop?"

"No, I wouldn't let..." She yelped, feeling his two fingers jam up inside of her.

"Ha ha, three it is." She stumbled in shock, no sure what to do with her body. His fingers weren't moving and she wasn’t keen on welcoming it. She waited until he released his hold. She turned around slapping his hand away from his mouth. 

"Now the world may never know." He slammed his lips on hers, and pushed her down into a chair. Letting go after he could taste the blood from her bitten lip. He began to drum his fingers dramatically as other clowns began quickly setting up a laptop up for the both. Rose could feel her shoulder throbbing, but tried to ignore it. She was too interested in what he had planned next. She observed it being switched into DVD app.

"Are we going to watch a movie?"

"Ah yes, snookum." He clutched her hands in one of his bigger ones, "since we decided to skip ahead straight to killing and fucking, we're now going to do a movie and dinner." She flinched, he made it sound like she wanted this one-sided relationship. Maybe in his demented mind he did. "And you'll be quite familiar with its content. Of course, you're the star of the show."

She went to interject, only to be cut off. "Shhh... Sshh... Wait for it." She looked away ashamed, she could see he had recorded his encounter with her last night. Her pleasured face could rival any porn stars, she was truly enjoying the way the Joker was touching her. She was sickened by her behavior. "You're going to miss the best part!" He exclaimed, she peered back at the screen only to be more horrified. He had added credits to the damn thing as if it was a movie! She watched as her name and the Jokers came up as starring in Maroni's Little Flower.

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"Was this really necessary?" Maroni sounded bored and annoyed but Gordon knew better. He could see the man's knuckles turn white from clenching rage.

"Judging from your reaction this isn't the first time viewing it."

"No, unfortunately it is not." He stated through gritted teeth. 

"Who is she to you?" Maroni pointed a lazy tan finger accusingly at the commissioner.

"Who is she to you?" Gordon shook his head, obviously this woman meant more than mobster wanted to share.

"I do not want a turf war waged over this. Let us handle this." Maroni let out of bitter laugh, fixing his tie in the process.

"Let the GCPD handle the clown? Haven't you let him escape before?"

"You let him…" Maroni interrupted Gordon's rant.

"You leave the clown to me, this is personal." The mobster turned towards the door waiting for the lock to unhinge. "Stay out of my way if you know what is good for you."

"Who is she?" Gordon pleaded. Maroni shook his head unwilling to admit to anything.

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Gordon turned towards the dark corner, "What do you think?" Batman had been studying Maroni and his response to the video. He was livid. Guilt gnawed at Bruce, he had almost gotten to her previously in the week but had failed to do so. The long cut tracing down her spine was a result of her attempted escape.

"She works for him that is known." Gordon flipped through the file Batman had just handed him.

"Looks like they got a replacement accountant since Lau and his competitors were taken out." Almost all the letterhead was from her corporation. Marks from the forensic accountant showed very little of how she reclassified the mob’s assets and finances. Most of the documents seemed to corroborate a legitimate source or standing. 

"She has been doing their books for more than 2 years, had legit standings. Perfect place to front a clean image. No one would suspect mob affiliation unless they did some digging. But she gave no reason too." Batman deduced. The girl treated disadvantage youth to free meals and volunteered for the disabled. Largely contributed to her late mother, whom had a vision impairment since birth. 

"She means more than that.” Bruce was debating through the evidence once more. This was all connected. “Maroni is out for blood." 

"Blood for blood? I've never met a shallower man. Not his usual type." Gordon said doubtful.

"A daughter or niece possibly?" Batman ruffed out.

"There's no record of family other than the wife he repeated cheats on." He flipped through his own blotter, he had nothing to confirm for him. 

Bruce’s face became severe through his cowl as he pieced together the Joker’s thoughts. "Well the clever pun should be the indicator, Maroni's little flower. Her name is Rose."

"A secret daughter? No one knew about and he had her right under everyone's noses." Gordon was flabbergasted. How had the GCPD not linked this before?

"Yes, but how did the Joker find that out?" Batman wondered out loud.

"Why hasn't he killed her yet? What is the point of this?" He asked, still unclear to the Joker’s true motive. 

"As he said it's personal." As now it was too for Batman.