All of a sudden it got angstyđ˘đ¤§đ Can some spoil it for me, so did Akin actually sleep with that guy, I don't quiet remember i the anime its been a while. EDIT: I just did some research and Jonny does not actually rape Akin. The scene was made to look that way but it actually never did happen, so everyone please sleep with ease knowing no rape actually occured. I had to double check this information or else I would not be able to sleep after this revelation. Its been many years since I watched the anime so my mind was a bit rusty but thanks to uncle google I was able to find the answers.
Men always self sabotaging. Men always think with their dick and not with their brains..
Oh, sweetheart, the sheer desperation radiating from your pathetic little tantrum is almost impressive. You donât âknow lesbiansâ â you use them as cheap props to validate your unhinged rants, which is somehow even sadder than you obsession with a celebrity who wouldnât recognize you if you tattooed his face on yours. Those imaginary âlesbo friendsâ of yours must be so proud watching you turn their identity into a weapon to defend some mediocre manâs honor â truly the pinnacle of allyship.
The projection here is absolutely delicious. Youâre the one who brough up suicide like some deranged soap opera villain, not me, yet here you are shrieking about âKKK playbooksâ like a QAnon aunt who got lost on her way to Facebook. Newsflash: normal people donât immediately jump to murder fantasies when someone says they canât enjoy an actorâs work anymore. Thatâs called psychosis, babes, and itâs not the flex you think it is.
Letâs be crystal clear: youâre not some noble defender of justice â youâre a lonely rabid fan whoâs invested more emotion int his random celebrity than heâs ever shown anyone in his entire career. The only thing more embarrassing than your keyboard crusade is how hard youâre trying to convince yourself it matters. Spoiler alert: it doesnât He still wonât fuck you, no matter how many strangers you harass on his behalf.
So by all means, keep screeching into the void and pretending your unhinged rants make you important. Iâll be over here living in reality, where normal adults donât have meltdowns over other peopleâs entertainment preferences. Enjoy your block, you absolute dumpster fire of a human being. Try not to choke on all that slime youâre so obsessed with.đ
The sheer, screaming irony of you babbling about âprojectionâ while jerking yourself raw over this psychotic fantasy where Iâm apparently orchestrating celebrity murders is almost impressive. Almost. Letâs make this painfully clear since your single brain cell is clearly struggling: I said the public, documented allegations made me uncomfortable watching his work â a concept so simple even a toddler could grasp it without shitting their pants in rage. Yet here you are, foaming at the mouth like a rabid chihuahua, screeching about suicide bating and KKK playbooks like some meth-addled QAnon aunt who got lost on stan Twitter.
The fact that youâre this violently unhinged over someone whoâd cross the street to avoid your stalking ass is beyond pathetic â itâs clinical. Youâre not a âdefenderâ, youâre a deranged groupie so desperate for relevance youâve convinced yourself your keyboard crusades matter to a man who wouldnât piss on you if you were on fire. That âbreathe slimeâ tantrum? Peak unmedicated breakdown behaviour. Iâve seen rotisserie chickens with more self-awareness.
So hereâs your wake-up call, you unwashed dumpster fire of a human: Log the fuck off, crawl to whatever bridge troll therapist will take your insurance, and maybe â just maybe â realize that this unhinged manifesto defending some D-list celebâs honour makes you look like a mental ward escapee you clearly are. Donât bother responding â Iâll have already blocked your unoriginal, deranged ass with the same enthusiasm I reserve for flushing expired milk. Enjoy your inevitable permaban, you walking PSA for birth control.
Men always self sabotaging. Men always think with their dick and not with their brains..
Let me guess, I struck a nerve because you recognized yourself in that comment. That explains the tantrum. And calling someone a "lesbian" like it's an insult? Are you stuck in 2003?
Lmao are you okay? You went full keyboard warrior over a comment that wasnât even directed at you. I said I liked his role and that itâs hard to watch it the same after the allegations, which in case you missed it while foaming at the mouth, are real and public. Thatâs my opinion. Cry harder.
But letâs talk about you for a sec. Youâre out here calling strangers brainless and killers over a celebrity who wouldnât even notice if you vanished off the face of the earth. Thatâs beyond delusional, itâs embarrassing. Youâre defending someone accused of something serious like itâs your full-time job. Get a grip.
And accusing me of wanting someone dead? You really typed that with your whole chest huh? Thatâs not edgy, thatâs disgusting. You clearly have no sense of boundaries or decency. If you think that kind of accusation makes you look righteous, spoiler alert, it just makes you look unstable.
So next time before launching into your dramatic little monologue, maybe remember not everyone is obligated to worship your faves. And if you can't handle that, log off and go scream into a pillow instead of projecting your issues onto strangers online.
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The projection here is absolutely delicious. Youâre the one who brough up suicide like some deranged soap opera villain, not me, yet here you are shrieking about âKKK playbooksâ like a QAnon aunt who got lost on her way to Facebook. Newsflash: normal people donât immediately jump to murder fantasies when someone says they canât enjoy an actorâs work anymore. Thatâs called psychosis, babes, and itâs not the flex you think it is.
Letâs be crystal clear: youâre not some noble defender of justice â youâre a lonely rabid fan whoâs invested more emotion int his random celebrity than heâs ever shown anyone in his entire career. The only thing more embarrassing than your keyboard crusade is how hard youâre trying to convince yourself it matters. Spoiler alert: it doesnât He still wonât fuck you, no matter how many strangers you harass on his behalf.
So by all means, keep screeching into the void and pretending your unhinged rants make you important. Iâll be over here living in reality, where normal adults donât have meltdowns over other peopleâs entertainment preferences. Enjoy your block, you absolute dumpster fire of a human being. Try not to choke on all that slime youâre so obsessed with.đ
The fact that youâre this violently unhinged over someone whoâd cross the street to avoid your stalking ass is beyond pathetic â itâs clinical. Youâre not a âdefenderâ, youâre a deranged groupie so desperate for relevance youâve convinced yourself your keyboard crusades matter to a man who wouldnât piss on you if you were on fire. That âbreathe slimeâ tantrum? Peak unmedicated breakdown behaviour. Iâve seen rotisserie chickens with more self-awareness.
So hereâs your wake-up call, you unwashed dumpster fire of a human: Log the fuck off, crawl to whatever bridge troll therapist will take your insurance, and maybe â just maybe â realize that this unhinged manifesto defending some D-list celebâs honour makes you look like a mental ward escapee you clearly are. Donât bother responding â Iâll have already blocked your unoriginal, deranged ass with the same enthusiasm I reserve for flushing expired milk. Enjoy your inevitable permaban, you walking PSA for birth control.
But letâs talk about you for a sec. Youâre out here calling strangers brainless and killers over a celebrity who wouldnât even notice if you vanished off the face of the earth. Thatâs beyond delusional, itâs embarrassing. Youâre defending someone accused of something serious like itâs your full-time job. Get a grip.
And accusing me of wanting someone dead? You really typed that with your whole chest huh? Thatâs not edgy, thatâs disgusting. You clearly have no sense of boundaries or decency. If you think that kind of accusation makes you look righteous, spoiler alert, it just makes you look unstable.
So next time before launching into your dramatic little monologue, maybe remember not everyone is obligated to worship your faves. And if you can't handle that, log off and go scream into a pillow instead of projecting your issues onto strangers online.