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The NineSpot: Anime I Really Liked with Sequels I Really Didn’t

Am not calling any of these the worst sequels of all time or likewise calling any of the originals the best ever by any stretch of anyone’s imagination, but these are sequels to anime series I fell in love with and didn’t really care at all for what came next. (am not considering OVAs or movies based on entire shows, btw, because they both almost always suck compared to entire seasons anime)

1. Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon? (Dungeon ni Deai wo Motomeru no wa Machigatteiru Darou ka)

The original DanMachi series was proof-positive that predictable and cliché can still yield a really great tale when the directing and production is top notch. Everything that should have made it lackluster couldn’t outweigh the feels and I always end up smiling earlobe to earlobe. The characters are beyond well crafted, and it is still crystalline-clear that this project was someone’s pride and joy. I adore the original series. The Sword Oratorio spinoff was -meh- to me, it leaned too much on the original for hooks as it tried to fill in Ais’ backstory and ended up being more about Lefiya anyways (plus they blatantly stole the marquee anthem from Last of the Mohicans, which turns me off a thousand times every time it plays now). Oratorio provided some levity, but did nothing at all to advance the story. Then we got DanMachi 2, which started out with mediocre writing but a killer arc and the backbone surfaced for some amazing story depth to amass, but all we got in the end was the horribly lame Ishtar arc where a depressed fox girl doesn’t want to be a prostitute and Bell feels bad about it. I’ve felt exactly nothing for these characters since the original.

2. Overlord

Take a peruse through my blog and you will see that I have never campaigned for a second season of anything more than I did Overlord. I LOVE the first season, it is an absolute favorite of mine, and being that it is yet another Madhouse anime I honestly never expected more but always clamored for it because Overlord was absolutely deserving. When we finally got S2, it threw me for a loop because the original cast barely appears in the first four episodes, but then I found my feet and eventually got myself into the new episodes. Ironically, that is about all that this second season had to offer to me. The lizardmen arc is fantastic, definitely watch it, but when that ends? Here’s about all you need to know: Sebas has a softer side, Climb is a little bitch. There you go, onto season 3 (which is fantastic, btw).

3. Full Metal Panic

FMP is one of my favorite old-school anime ever, because it balances great humor, great characters, and - despite a shload of filler in the second half - a great all-around story. It is SUCH a gem. Second Raid was a tad bumpy due to a new studio, but still fantastic, and Fumoffu was the comedic break that an already goofball of an anime conjured up and it totally fit as long as no one took it too seriously. Then, some 15yrs later out of nowhere we get Invisible Victory, which Xebec used to completely rewrite everything, and not in a good way. From go, Kyouka - an important supporting character from the outset - is killed and totally glossed over like it wasn’t significant asf, and I got pissed. Then all the already-established characters took on totally new personalities of grave seriousness, which was never the brand. When you take previously established characters who have always been hopeful, energetic, and buoyant to a fault, always looking forward and up - and suddenly make all of them overtly dramatic, hardened, and inordinately austere across the board, it totally cheapens the original and to an extent that superflous doesen't even begin to describe. Massive franchise fail, Xebec - dishonor on you, dishonor on your cow. Easily the sequel I have hated the most. As in, ever.

4. Sword Art Online

Look, I am the last person you need to tell how much bad this series has divulged into. I was so all-in on the concept, the characters, the drama, and the love of the original series. Do you think it’s ironic that I’ve been doing this almost 5yrs now and haven’t changed my URL? I’ve always said that if the first Matrix movie were left alone and that was it - Neo giving that threat and then flying off into the credits and we have to make up the reality that may or may not have transpired after that - that it would be in the top 10 movies ever made. That’s how I see the first arc of SAO. It was THAT good, I have somehow watched it more than anything ever made. I originally considered the whole second half of the first season to be filler and am always turned off at the molestation that it celebrates, but said it was ‘for the story’. Then the Sterben shiz happened and I said ‘yes, it’s the EXACT SAME STORY but it’s going somewhere’, and then it did, to somewhere absolutely worse. I made it about halfway through Alicization and I up and quit altogether. SAO is such a shit franchise - the only thing that has gotten worse than the animation is the writing, the characters that used to be great are so incredibly shallow and annoying now, and I have made more fun of something I used to love than anyone. I am the first to admit I am a huge heel for most of what I have said in support of it in the past. But omg those first 14 episodes. I can’t label the initial tale of SAO as anything but amazing. And if those 14 episodes were the only episodes we ever got, I would easily call it one of the best anime ever made.

5. Date a Live

I almost have to laugh that I am about to mention Date a Live after that. DAL was never going to be confused with a good anime, but it was fun. It was silly and rampant and insane, but you still fell in love with the characters because they were totally and completely worth falling in love with. Then DAL2 happened, and I hate this season a little too much. It was released too soon, it was done too poorly, it was just every kind of measurable cringe. The only thing worse than the writing was the lackadaisical and pedestrian voice acting, and that’s saying a lot considering how intern-worthy the animation of the second season was. DAL3 redeems itself plenty, the characters become likeable again, and there is an actual story and it isn’t awful and harkens back to seeds planted that were never developed, and at least part of the budget was dedicated to better artwork. But wow - DAL2 is just pure hot garbage.

6. A Certain Magical Index (Toaru Majutsu no Index)

The first two seasons of both Raildex series have casts I'd pretty much take on an entire den of Wendol with a soup spoon to protect. They're just that good, so I was beyond excited when a third Index season was announced. I've never read the source material, so maybe some were ready for it more than I was, but Index III started off TOTALLY different - the blood and brutality is turned up past 10, everybody up and turned into an a-hole about everything, and it all felt very foreign to me compared to everything before it. But, I stayed in because I was still invested in the characters and wanted to see where it all went. It eventually reminded me a lot of the good 'ol days of anime where it wasn't always happy, where sometimes even the good guys made you feel bad, and where there was a fairly complex storyline that you really had to pay attention to if you wanted to keep up. The difference is, a lot of those shows were good. Index III just... was. I got nothing out of choking my way through the entire season, and really didn't care about anything but finishing it long before I ever did. I still feel a bit betrayed that this was the anime that fans waited 8 years for.

7. Eureka 7 Ao

No need for any exposé. Screencap says it all. How you follow up one of the most epic mecha anime ever with this fail of a series is beyond me. Great music, absolutely abysmal writing.

8. Infinite Stratos

Was Infinite Stratos good? Original, yes. Fun, yes, Characters that made you care about them, yes. But good? BWAHAHAHA NO, it absolutely was not good. IS is one of a handful of titles I chuckle about saying I enjoyed, because it's quite bad. Which is how you know IS2 is total dregs, because it's so very bad that it makes the first season look kinda decent. There was a story worth developing in place in the second season, they just chose to go full potato on the harem and fanservice elements instead, and decided that the writing didn't really matter. The ensuing episodes are for the most part just too much stupid to watch.

9. Blood Blockade Battlefront (Kekkai Sensen)

A bit of an odd duck, Kekkai Sensen introduced us to a world of enigmatic and strange bedfellows traversing a totally bonkers landscape of a world that somehow all manages to come together as a collective yaaas in the end. There is a unity that develops between them which task by wacky task binds these otherwise incongruent personalities together towards a common goal, and interpersonal gold eventually develops between them. The strengths of the individual are blended like watercolor to reinforce the weaknesses of the individual within the resulting eccentric genus. A cliché but nonetheless robust red string of fate ties all the loose ends together and a fantastic actuality of cognizance materializes between the ragtag cast and the forces that amass against them, and the first season ends with a feel-good that no one could have ever seen coming. It really is a great ride. Then the second season happens, and the glue that holds it all together feathers and ‘stuff just happens’. I was disappointed that all that great writing and plot that intertwines in the first season is totally absent in the second, and in the end it becomes just tales. I wanted so much more and got barfly stories regaled secondhand.

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Kyaaaa I need some angst ! May I request a scenario with Akashi, Mayuzumi and Kise cheating on their girlfriend, and being really S A L T Y with her ! And then bam regret ! Please make it really angsty and make me cry ! Love yaaa 💕

I’m so sorry this took so long but these guys are seriously hard to write remorse for! I’m still not 100% happy with these but it’s been long enough that I don’t want to hold it open anymore. I hope you like! - Admin Jade

Kise

“Ryouta how could you?!”

When his career reignited after high school propelling him not only further into the modeling world but also opened doors to acting opportunities you’d been so excited, so proud of how far he’d come.

Then he’d been called to an overseas project and the tabloids started filling with pictures of your golden haired boyfriend looking a little too chummy with his co-star.

You’d tried to ignore it, knowing those rags always tried to twist things into what they weren’t but the longer time went on the harder and harder it was to deny what your gut was telling you.

So you can’t understand your surprise when you confronted him and he actually admitted he’d slept with the woman.

He’s not looking at you, still concentrating on the pages in his hand. “Ryouta answer me!” you scream.

He sighs, “I don’t know what you’re so upset about. It’s not like it meant anything. I just needed release. There’s a lot of stress working on a project like this.”

“So you call me and have phone sex! You masturbate to the nudes I gave you. Hell, I wouldn’t have cared if you ordered porn and got off to that!”

His eyes finally look up but there’s no remorse, no shame, no guilt to be found. “I needed a body,” he says simply.

“…a body? You needed a body…”

You’re shaking, rage flowing through your veins and if you don’t get out of here now you’ll probably throw up but still you bellow, “If that’s all you see your bed partner as then what the fuck am I, Ryouta? Just another in a long line of live fuck toys?!”

“Keep your voice down,” he hisses.

He may as well have slapped you. Blinking back tears, you nod, numbness overtaking your body as the last five years of your life flash through your mind’s eye in a moment. Without another word, you leave the home you’ve shared for two years with a man you thought loved you.

You never come back.

Kise sits on a patio of a bistro in a city he doesn’t even remember the name of watching people as they go about their lives, his mind drifting to you as it usually does in his moments of peace.

Peace? More like torture.

It grates on him that you still affect him like this after so much time. Is it guilt? Maybe. It’s so long since he felt that emotion, it’s like a stranger. He sighs, taking a sip of what he finds to now be lukewarm coffee, wrinkling his nose. Out of the corner of his eye, he notices a familiar face…could it be…

He whips his head around. Yes, it’s you.

After over a year of not knowing where you went, whether you were alive or dead, you’re suddenly before him. His heart races and he wonders if this is the sensation people have when they see a ghost. But he’s relieved that you’re not a body lying in a ditch somewhere.

A body…

How did he allow himself to really become as callous and crude as that? Was it because of the industry? People often forget models and actors are more their appearances, more than the lines they deliver, more than the characters they portray. Eventually he’d forgotten that too. And he’d lost you.

You’re walking quickly, eyes darting up then back down to your phone clearly looking for something.

He steps into your path and you bump into him.

“Oh excuse me, I-“ but your voice halts when you look at his face.

“________-cchi, it’s good to see you.” He winces. That’s his opening line?

Nothing, no response, your eyes are…cold.

Kise’s feels an unpleasant sensation crawling up his spine as you continue staring, almost looking through him.

“________, I wanted-“ he begins again but is cut off by another voice calling your name. Both of you look to the side watching as a man in a well cut suit darts across the street to your side pecking your cheek drawing a fond smile to your lips. “Sorry I’m late gorgeous, traffic on the platform was a nightmare.” His voice is low, tinged with what Kise believes to be a British accent.

He stands back up, level in height to Kise, his brown eyes meeting the blonde’s own as he asks politely, “And who’s this whose been keeping you company while you waited for your deplorable fiancé?”

Fi…fiancé?

Kise’s heart burns then shatters completely when you grab the man’s hand and shoulder past him saying in a saccharin tone, “He’s nobody.”

Akashi

“She and I are more suitable. In the long run, you’ll see I’m right.” Akashi’s tone remains even, no regret, no hesitation. You’re no longer of use and are cast aside like yesterday’s trash.

“Does this have to do with my infertility, Sei?” you ask quietly.

His glance is more than enough reply.

“But, we could adopt! We could bless so many children without parents! You know the pain of growing up alone, without love and-“

“It’s important to pass down the Akashi line through an absolute heir. Someone else’s bastard doesn’t interest me.”

You stand trembling, tears rolling down your cheeks. “You’re just like your father.” The proclamation is quiet and you’re surprise at the steadfast way in which you speak it. “You use someone until they’re no longer any good to you. You take what is not yours, simply because you feel it should be. You’ll see, Akashi Seijuro! You’re absolute, alright, absolutely deplorable. And you’re going to regret this.”

“Seijuro, I need a new dress for the event tomorrow.” Akashi grits his teeth, willing his temper to subside lest he lose control which he is not in the habit of doing.

“Fine, but take Itsuki with you.”

“I’m not taking a three year old shopping.”

Akashi grips his pen hard enough to bend it but she’s gone before he can respond, slamming the door. Across the hall a shrill cry of “mama!” is heard followed by a wail of despair. Standing, Akashi makes way to his son, gathering him in his arms a bit stiffly -he’s still not quite used to this- and rings for his valet.

“We’ll be going to the park,” he advises as the man rises from his bow.

Sitting on a bench, Akashi glances up from the tablet in his hands occasionally watching as Itsuki plays in the sand, a happy giggle floating on the air every so often. But then he realizes it’s been a long time since he last heard it. Looking up, his heart stops when he sees Itsuki is nowhere to be found. The park is empty.

Panic like he’s never before experienced seizes his heart. Inadequate as he is as a father, he loves his son and the thought of him lost or injured or worse makes him want to throw up. But he swallows down the bile and takes off, unsure which direction to go. There isn’t even anyone around for him to ask seeing as most people are at work this time of day.

Rushing towards the wooded area - Itsuki always has loved trees - he hurries around scrubs and brush, catching his face on an errant branch but he doesn’t feel the sting.

The sound of laughter catches his attention. People! Maybe someone saw something!

Sitting on a blanket in a circle around your picnic basket, you smile warmly at your husband and three children as they turn him into a makeshift jungle gym. “Can’t we take them to the park where there are things made to be climbed on?” he complains but his tone is fond, laughter in his eyes.

The crunch of leaves draws your attention away and you’re startled to see a young boy, a toddler really, teetering forward. There’s dirt smudge on his face and his clothes are a bit sandy but overall he looks ok, just curious.

“Where did you come from little one?” you ask, slowly moving to face him, giving him room to decide if he wants to come closer.

From behind you hear Taiga inhale a sharp but quiet breath. “Look at his eyes,” he says.

You hum agreement; there’s no mistaking who this child belongs to. A shiver takes over your spine at the thought of the wrath you’re sure will descend to whatever poor unfortunate soul allowed the pride and joy of Akashi Seijuro out of their sight.

“Do you want to join us?” you ask patting the blanket.

He steps forward, stumbling slightly and making a face that causes your own children to laugh which draws a giggle from him. Just as he reaches you, someone bursts through the underbrush and you can’t believe what you’re seeing. Akashi’s clothes are a mess, his hair disheveled and brow sweaty; he looks like he ran a marathon.

“Itsuki!” he cries, surging forward to yank the child into his arms, pressing him to his chest, half his face buried in the crook of his neck. “I was so worried!”

There’s silence save for the mild protest of his son wanting to get back down and continue his adventure. Slowly, Akashi’s eyes open, taking in the scene before him.

“Good afternoon Akashi-san,” you manage to say.

He nods, but doesn’t speak.

Akashi’s relief turns to discomfort the longer he stands before the two people he betrayed. He should be happy for you both, that you found love and solace in one another but all he feels is envy. Envy of how happy you look even in your shock to see him. Envy at the affection apparent in the way Kagami holds his three children – adopted by the looks of them. But he can’t help the feeling of contempt from rising up as he’s forced to face the truth of your words.

He’ll never regret the boy in his arms, but he regrets what he did, especially now that he sees what he could have had.

Mayuzumi

“Where did you get the idea this was a serious thing?”

You’d never known it was possible to feel punched by words alone. Now you do.

“Close your mouth, you look unsightly,” Mayuzumi grumbles, though it’s surprising he can even see you with a book in front of his face.

“You bastard,” you whisper with tear laced voice.

His grey eyes level with yours. “It happened. Deal with it or leave, I don’t have time or want to coddle you.”

“No, you just enjoy fucking me.”

“Finally, something we agree on,” he sighs with rolled eyes.

“I loved you. Despite your ambivalence, I poured all of myself into what I thought was a relationship. For someone so well versed, you’re a shitty communicator.”

“Maybe you’re just stupid,” he snaps back.

You can’t stop your hand from whipping across his face. “You’re a waste of space, Mayuzumi, even with no one to notice you.”

Regret is not a familiar emotion to him.

Life is life, what happens, happens and you deal with it and move on. Wasting time looking at the past is just pointless. But no matter how many times Mayuzumi repeats this to himself, regret barrels over him like a freight train whenever he sees you; especially with him.

Because it’s just like high school all over again, a time with little to no fond memories for him. This just adds to the pile of reasons he has to loathe the man on whose arm you lean while Kuroko looks at you with eyes full of admiration and love.

And next to you he’s seen.

One would think with such vivaciousness so close to him he’d fade away, become even more of a shadow. But here, in the real world, your light is bright enough to shine on both of you, warming him, drawing him to the forefront.

To a place Mayuzumi has wanted to be all along.

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