Haikyuu! season 2 (and God Eater)

As I pulled up the season final for Haikyuu! season 2, I stumbled across an announcement thing in the most recent anime uploads for the anime site I was using which instantly caught my eye because it was the last (13th) episode of God Eater!! 

Now, God Eater was an anime from the Summer of 2015 that was based off the game God Eater Burst I think and the first anime I decided to watch based off a video game. And I totally looooved it. However, there were issues releasing the episodes on time, and after many delays, the 8th episode was the last one for quite the while because they postponed the series until the Winter season that year. Or so they said.

It was then completely unheard of until just now, for me at least, and now I see on this site that they’ve been uploading the last few episodes in the last few weeks of March 2016 and the last episode came out yesterday. Well, I’ll probably watch that this weekend or something, but now, back to Haikyuu!

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[Spoiler Alert!]

OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOOOOSHHHH

So much hype and build up! And there wasn’t even a proper match in this ep! They wrapped up Seijoh’s loss super well and I felt kinda bad for Kindaichi, but then his teammate told Kageyama how they wouldn’t lose next time and it was the start of a super serious rivalry once more. On both sides ❤

Then there was Oikawa. You know how I hate Stupid Royal Ass most of the times during matches against Karasuna even though most of the times I like him but I just get annoyed when he’s against them? Well, this is the one time I was suuuuper loving and happy with him! When? When he told the even holier than Oikawa (this statement is equivalent to saying with a bigger ego than Seto Kaiba. Yuh-huh, I went there.) Japan from Shiratorizawa (you know, strong-jawed, “concrete can’t bear fruit” guy.) how he better not have all his attention focused on him, because otherwise he might get stabbed where he least expects it. By Oikawa’s “kawaii kohai” Tobio (ew, that’s so weird to even type). Oikawa even had a special edition of Hinata’s rape face going on and it was one of the best things ever in this episode. Creepier than even Hinata when he makes that face, yes, but epic nonetheless.

Then there was the actual build up towards the finals. The school congrats, even the little tv announcement, it was all adorable ❤ (Hah, stupid newscasters! You can’t focus on bloody Oikawa and his preferences for girls and chocolate now can you since he LOST!! Muahahaha!)

I also loved Hinata’s little speech of “It doesn’t matter” because they’ll win anyways after Ukai-sensei tried to prepare them the night before the match. It was worth it. I honestly died a little with the end credit scene as well because it reminded me so much of Japan in the one episode where Hinata and Kageyama scouted the competition with Shiratorizawa. That’s why when Hinata and Kageyama stepped up-  Japan recognized them, of course (one does not simply forget when Hinata jumps two feet above your head and steals your volleyball. Promptly afterwards which he threatens you with his rape face of terror.); called them out by name, and the entire Karasuna team was like what the eff is happening?! – and said how he was going to prove that talent can grow from concrete and how he’s going to show him by defeating him.

(Japan also said the line “Let’s meet on the court” and I couldn’t help but think “pfft, not unless you go to the bathroom first and see Hinata a mess of nerves and lose all the current respect you have for him.”)

I had to resist so much to not put a thousand spoilers onto my snapchat story of the show because I do know at least one of my friends on it is behind BY CHOICE, the fool. Ugh, that moment Kageyama and Hinata read the sheet that announced tomorrow’s match- “The Japanese National High School Volleyball Tournament Miyagi Prefecture Qualifiers (Boys) Finals Shiratorizawa vs. Karasuna” I diiiieeeeed with squeals and eeeeps of excitement as I usually do.

Time for this flock of crows to tear apart an eagle as Oikawa said very fittingly~

UGH so much perfect build up but now we have to wait until Autumn 2016 for season 3!! Aaaaaaaah come soon ❤ ❤ ❤

-Frostie
the magical as hell snowman

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Exiled From Ireland&The Irish Love Me

Obviously.

Anyways, i have a dream where im in this plain boring area, with hills and a sun above them, and nothing else. all in shades of yellow, green, and orange (yes, even the sun.) and yet somehow i know im in ireland.

Scene shift. at this absolutely gorgeous mountain top, with magnificent mountains as far as the eye can see. its a crisp winter morning, but insanely sunny. my perfect winter weather. we’re in this amazing manor, castle, thing. all grey carved stone, and beautiful. its brilliant. and then, there are all these random people scattered here and there. and theyre about to announce who got shuffled into which team with who. anyways, ayesha and i are super excited, but ayesha’s flipping out with insane hand gestures and everything. (so very un ayesha like). shes going on about how cool itd be if she gets an actual french person on her team and they become great friends. and i want to make friends with whoevers on my team.

anways, they announce the teams, and group us all together. we then are supposed to hang out together as a team to improve our teamwork and get to know each other more. after a debate and all that time, i become really close friends with this irish guy on my team. we become bros. its awesome =) and then after that, when we get our own free time to spend with whomever we choose, i go find ayesha. shes ecstatic cuz she has a french chick on her team. so thats cool, sure why not, were both happy.

later on, i see ayesha hanging out (bothering) the frenchie girl, and its pretty obvious that shes  irritated. yet ayesha being oblivious to this, continues her pursuit of being best friends with the Croissant Lover. she goes on about our (ayesha and mine) lit references, how shes the Lady of Shallot, how she has always considers herself french, and french worthy, blah blah blah. anyways, im then hanging out with Irish-Guy (and i dont remember what he looked like much- possibly blonde with green eyes? im not sure…but i do remember that he was hot. buuut i wasnt into him. not then. yes, there IS a sequel dream! =D ) and we become closer friends.

the next time i see ayesha, she has irked the french chick to a terrible extreme where she snaps at ayesha. ayesha gets stunned and a bit confused and tries to appologize and then go on about how theyre such good freinds and forgive each other. Madam Mustache (..no she didnt have one..but-but still =P) gets more annoyed, and tells ayesha shes not worthy of calling herself french let alone being french, and how shes just an annoying little wanna be. ayesha gets angry now, and they proceed to a full scale riot yelling match fight thing. then this girl sues ayesha, and takes her to the french embassy. there, all the french also hate ayesha, and tell those in charge of our debate tournament training thing (the debating TTT =P ) that they hate her and will not tolerate her being in ireland where shes happy and where currently there are a lot of french people or something. the irsih are totally chill and are just like, ‘yeah, sure, cool, why dont we just exile her, yeah?’ and thus ayesha gets exiled from ireland.

now, we;re at this scene where ayeshas crossing the boarder. once again, in all shades of orange, green and yellow, strangely. so ayeshas leaving and she asks me to cross over with her, you know, lets ditch this popsickle stand kinda thing. (i would never call ireland a popsickle stand but you get the idea right? no offense..) and im fine with leaving (since i can come back. no exile for me =) ) but all these random irish people appear and they say no, i cant go because they like me and are attached to me. aw, im loved by the irish ❤ anyways, as this happens, my irish guy friend was standing by my side the entire time and when the ayesha asks me to leave with her, he hugs me. like, NO. she wont go. it was cute.

all and all, this is a pretty morality type dream of mine.

the irish will love me. the irish are cool and chill. ayesha doesnt belong in ireland. ayesha is to be hated by the french. and, apparently, ayesha doesnt have what it takes to call herself and to BE french. yowch. and obviously, the sun is secretly green, orange and red in ireland. i feel so much more enlightened now. =)